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"Later, we called it the Artonac Community." In that old wooden room, the dim glow of a lantern flickered across the map, illuminating veins of red ink marking escape routes, shelters, and abandoned bases. I looked at the map, but my mind was blank, thundering with a storm I couldn't name. It all felt distant—like someone else's story. Yet it was ours. Mine. Merlin's. Our childhood. Our truth, hidden under layers of lies. Merlin sat at the edge of the bed, holding a cloth to her wound. Her eyes were red—not just from pain, but from something deeper. Loss. Betrayal. And the most dangerous emotion of all: self-pity turning to rage.

She said looking into my eyes "Her whole family disappeared three weeks later. Kaelen made it look like an accident, which was a fire accident." Mercy's hand came up to her mouth. "The second one agreed to help me," I continued. "She stayed close, as you have. But before the bond could finish healing me, Kaelen found her." "What did he do to her?" She asked looking worried. "I don't know," I said, and that was the truth. "I never saw her again. My aunt told me not to ask." Mercy was shaking now, but not from the cold. "So that note," she said slowly. "It's not a threat. It's a warning of what already happened to people like me."

Eugene, enraged by my action, kicked me viciously on the foot. A piercing pain shot through my ankle, and I stumbled back a few steps. Suddenly, my body was suspended in mid-air, plummeting downwards... In a daze, I saw Eugene give me a cold, mocking smile. "Sherlyn, this is your karma! If there's a next life, I'll definitely correct my mistake and never let go of Megan again. As for you, go to hell and reunite with your damn father!' …… The pain of my bones shattering and piercing through my internal organs pulled at my nerves.

’ His eyes flew open, and he stared at his cousins, ‘He’s here.’ He stated matter-of-factly, his beautiful eyes hardening with hate, ‘I just hope we are not too late.’ Merlin stopped and stood very still, his eyes going opaque as all his senses went on alert. Tegan was lying on the gurney naked, her body covered in bruises and scars from the beatings he had given her. She had fought him at every turn, and the only way he had been able to control her was to starve her so that she was so weak she could barely stand. Then he had tied her to a post and ordered Asher to whip her until she collasped and then he had commanded the big man to rape her repeatedly. Yet still she remained defiant and di

I said I saw them off I sighed an went back to meet Jack "I can't believe I'm the target of a serial killer " I said "Don't worry sugar we'll get through this, I'll protect you " Jack said hugged me to himself. I hope so Chapter 40 Merlin POV I had treated the wound that Justin inflicted on me. Can't believe he beat me up. I'm sure he didn't do that on purpose he must have been really angry for him to beat me. I picked up the toy gun Justin held earlier. For a toy gun it looks pretty real. I pulled the trigger and it fired at a flower vase breaking it into pieces.

Merlin lost his best friend to the cruel hands of fate that do not care for human status. This shattered the young dragonlord’s heart, but he carried on with his surviving friends and made the kingdom of Avalon great. It was the passing of his last and final friend, Guinevere, that drove Merlin to turn to magic to heal his broken heart and bury the pain that plagued him so.

she asked, her voice trembling with fear. My heart sank immediately all the joy from sex washed away. Luca walked up to me and encircled his arms around me while planting soft kisses on my neck. ”what happened? Is he okay?”I asked her. My heart sank at the thought of Merlin being sick, especially at this time when everything was still messed up. As sad as it may be I knew Merlin would never have a bond with his father. I would not even want him to be trained by him. There was silence from the other side “Lexie?”

She thought it was more likely they had humiliated him by talking about his lack of sexual prowess and he was licking his wounds. Merlin was a proud, arrogant man who liked to believe he was the best at everything and he would go off and sulk in the corner and give her silent treatment. She had once beat him soundly at a game of chess, a game he had taught her to play, and he'd not spoken to her for two days. In the end it had been up to her to console him back to her and she never beat him again in the game. Now she realized she was so desperate for his affection she would sacrifice her own pride to keep him happy. She wasn't doing that again.

I don't know if I can forgive him this time because my son's life is at stake. I'm fine with being hurt. But my son is not yet naive but will suffer hardships. Why does everything seem to go to the wrong place every time I feel happy? "It's undeniable that it's the king's fault. But you can no longer blame someone who already regretted their past mistake. Even the king can make a mistake no matter how powerful he is. I know you are reasonable." Merlin said he was trying to clear my mind. It was clear as day that he was on the king's side.

Gone was the mockery in his eyes, replaced with shock and vigilance. “Aah!” Merlin screamed in pain. His momentary loss of focus gave the ice shards to gain momentum and injured his right shoulder. Though it was merely a graze and it did not pierce him at all, the ice in his flesh did not melt even after he shattered the shard that harmed him.