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Taking a deep breath, he began to study the intricate details of each technique. The Fire Shield technique required the user to channel their inner fire, forming a protective barrier of flames. It was a defensive maneuver, meant to protect the user from attacks and create a temporary safe zone. On the other hand, Hellfire was a destructive force, harnessing the most intense and uncontrollable flames.

What a tragic night. "Holy sh*t!" Waen cursed. There's only one wall left behind serving as their wall protection from those men who are gradually one by one getting inside the room. Slowly, one man with a mask raised his hand as a signal to stop his men then after that, "Fire!" He commanded that left the wall destroyed. Waen can barely saw them walking to their directions with their guns pointing at them. They can't fire back at them as they warned to kill everyone inside if they start to fire.

“When their slime and their blood get on pack grounds, it will infect anyone who goes to that spot, and the contagion will never end, even after we kill them all. I don’t know what the disease is called, but my priority is to secure the pack and stop the rest of you from getting it.” The men grumbled to each other in grim understanding. “What's the play, Alpha?” The same pierced-nose one inquired. “Controlled fire is the key,” I adjured with heavy authority. “We’ll revert to our Ignis-9K flame guns to ring them in and cauterize them. There will be no more dead bodies on my land,” I paused for a moment as the men stared at me expectantly. I sifted through the pack bond to earnestly find a set

*Last chapter! Yay! So someone is going to die. I know, spoiler much? Jsyk, I am crying way more than you are, if you do ಥ╭╮ಥ Listening to Before you go by Lewis Capaldi * * It was not easy at first. Having to pull men through tents and snap their heads, because there was a high possibility they would heal again. Yet he had to be thankful for the twins. Who psychotically, and happily set them on fire or drove Icicles through their head.

I slammed my locker door before that bastard could finish his statement. "Eli, what's—" "Fucking leave her name out of your mouths," I growled and walked away into the shower. I would really love to see any of them try to get close to her. I've never injured my fists before or tainted them with blood. Someone's blood is about to stain them.

“Let my Father go, please. I am pleading with you!” Alpha Albert kicked her away from him and looked at the men who waited for his instruction. “Do what you must do.” Immediately, flames were set up and thrown at her father who screamed and said words that could not be heard. Some women wailed and children cried, rushing out of the scene. Mila yelled at the top of her voice, screaming out her lungs with a wish that she could do something to stop the fire. “But what could she do?” The men who set her dad ablaze walked away, causing Mila to look at them in pain.

Joshua began to laugh as he said, “Three of you against all of us?” That’s when Sal gave me the go sign. Instead of me throwing my fire I raised my hand and let out streams of fire from all of my fingers casting the flames to each of the men on my side of the circle. As the flames reached the men, they all went into a blaze of fire as they tried taking off their cloaks and began rolling onto the ground. The men on Sal’s side were doing the same and my gaze then turned to Joshua as I asked, “Could my mother do that?”

My knees buckle, but I stay standing, teeth clenched so hard my jaw aches. Ashton lets out a low, broken sound—half-growl, half-sob. Maereth slams her staff into the ground. “Hold your hands over the fire,” she commands. “Together.” Ashton hesitates—just for a fraction of a second. Then he steps forward. So do I. We stand on opposite sides of the fire pit, hands outstretched, blood dripping into the flames. The fire roars in response, surging higher, brighter, heat slamming into my skin like a living force.

she said without looking at me. "Can't help it." I lowered the binoculars. "You're terrifying." "Good." She checked her weapons one more time, her movements efficient and practiced. "That's the point." I should have been scared. Should have been worried about what it meant that my wife could kill a man in a dozen different ways without breaking a sweat. Instead, all I could think about was how fucking magnificent she was. "Jameson." Marco's voice crackled through my earpiece. "We're in position. Two men on the fire escape, two covering the back exit, two more on the adjacent rooftop."

The other men struggled to stay alive as they were yelling and coughing loudly struggling to come out of the fire. Without thinking, I jumped straight into the fire. The heat hit me like a slap to the face. “Lena. No!” “Don't come near!!” Jax shouted, his voice already dry and cracking. My skin was already burning but I didn’t stop. I couldn't stand here and watch these men die especially Jax. I was still confused and tried to drag these hefty men out when Karin’s voice echoed in my head. “Find red earth. It must be damp. Hurry, Lena.”