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' I try to reach her but I can't feel her. My eyes adjust to the light and I see Aeneas and another figure exchanging curses. I don't even care how or why they are here, I need to find Meadow. "Meadow…!" I yell and I see her peak from behind Aeneas, I relax after our eyes meet. "Caleb… are you… are you ok?" Her voice is shaky and I slowly get up from the bed. What the hell happened? The last thing I remember was me closing the windows in our room and then, without warning, something broke in and I was never even able to sense it. This is not normal, even with my guards down I could always sense a creature of a different race approaching.

This time, they could end her—unlike last time. It was a long story. Supernatural creatures—and even werewolves—believed the Moon Goddess's human mate killed and betrayed her. Fools. Her human mate only abandoned her. Her death was far more complicated than they thought. No one knew the truth. But a book existed—a place where all of it was written. No wolves had access to it. Only a few could possess it. Strange, yes—but that book was already in their hands. A smile curled on Mari’s lips.

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

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Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.

I was a runaway mermaid princess. To break the curse on a pirate captain's two sons, I sacrificed my radiant tail and the voice I treasured above all to a witch. I was left crippled and confined to a wheelchair, and whenever I opened my mouth, my voice came out in an ugly, breathy rasp. But they swore that one of them would marry me and the other would guard me for the rest of my life. Then, during a clash at sea, they rescued a human woman and kept her aboard as a maid. From that day on, everything changed. They were both addicted to the maid's body and could not tear themselves away from her. The younger one said, "You're so beautiful. Far more beautiful than Heloise, that fish with no leg

My chest ached like someone had reached in and squeezed. Crystal? I whispered the name in my mind, reaching for the soft presence that had always lived inside me. A gentle warmth stirred, like moonlight pooling in my chest. "I’m here, Nova. Her voice was quiet, steady, the way it always was when everything else felt broken."

I recognize this dangerous creature from mythology books—it’s a medusa. Twin beams of bright green light streak from her eyes, striking into the center of the line of soldiers even as they let loose with a deafening fusillade of automatic weapon fire. Kai unleashes his arrow, which buries itself into the medusa’s right eye, extinguishing one of the green beams. A moment later, one of the flamethrowers erupts, covering the medusa in a stream of liquid yellow fire. The creature lets out an ear-splitting howl as she is consumed by the flames and falls lifeless to the ground.

Another tall, incredibly striking girl sets her lunch tray down on a nearby table and steps forward. "You're the so-called Death God?" she asks haughtily. I glance at her. Dark sunglasses, scaled hands, and thick black hair that actually writhes and hisses into living snakes. "I am Medusa," she declares arrogantly. "Beat me, and Class 1 will recognize your status." I smirk. "Sure. Let's dance, darling." Her petrification is a terrifying, one-shot kill—but the weakness is embarrassingly obvious. I simply close my eyes.