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And my breath hitched. What’s he talking about? I frowned, watching as he took a step forward. And recognition seems to hit me hard…. Fuck it!! “Don’t tell me—“ The thoughts quickly died in my head at his next words. “Where is my money?” “Jesus!” My subconscious screamed at me. “What have you done, Mira? You stole from the devil?” “Where is my goddamn MONEY!!!” He snarled and I almost flinched out but the iron grip of his men was tight for me to make a move.

So I’d go. In and out. Keep it short. Keep it sharp. And every night, I’d be back before dawn. I didn’t trust anyone else to guard Annabeth. Not even Mrs. Halloway, though the woman had more bite than most wolves twice her age, her strength was no longer as strong as before. But I trusted Chad and Victor. My loyal werewolf friends who comes and goes here in the mansion freely as they chose. “Chad. Victor.” I called for them.

Just the whisper of rebellion brushing against the horizon. Somewhere out there, that filth, Ava was running, hunted by Gregon’s shadows and her own. She was a distraction. A weapon. A spark. Nothing more. But she had done something extraordinary: She had reminded the Reigns that monsters exist. And once a kingdom fears monsters… It begins to search for stronger rulers. I paused at the edge of a forest line, letting the moonlight paint me in silver. My reflection caught briefly in a puddle on the ground— pale eyes, dark intent, a face carved from quiet fury and undeniable purpose.

Lyra’s POV I lasted exactly two hours after the moon worship disaster before I completely fell apart. Not in public, obviously. I held it together through the concerned looks from pack members, through Alpha Magnus’s gentle questions about what I might have seen, through Jadis’s Oscar-worthy performance as the brave victim who “didn’t want to cause trouble.” But the moment I got back to my room, I crumbled. I was sitting on my bed, staring at nothing and trying not to think about the whispers I’d heard, when someone knocked softly on my door.

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

The way I usually do things. It was unconscious and uncontrollable. She was appetizing, which made my plan difficult. I didn’t think I was going to want her this much. I didn’t think I was going to feel a different emotion other than hate for the enemy. And want was the most dangerous thing a monster like me could feel for a her kind. —-Lydia’s POV—— He shouldn't be in my head. But he is. Like smoke clinging to the lungs, like old blood under fingernails, no matter how many times I try to wash my thoughts clean, he’s still there.

“Where?” His stare didn’t waver. “It’s time I introduce you to my world.” Her heart jumped without warning. She didn’t let it show. “Oh, I see,” she said with a bitter smile. “So now I get the honor of being dragged into your little mafia circle? What is this? A warning? A reward? Or just another power move?” He didn’t blink. “It’s reality.” And then he turned and walked away. Just like that. Kristen stood in the doorway, stunned. Her fingers clenched the soft fabric of her robe. She didn’t know whether she was nervous or furious. Maybe both. Maybe more than both. Maybe something else she didn’t have a name for.

"Please, Samantha... have mercy. I’ll do whatever you want. Please—for our father’s sake—show me some pity..." Elise grabbed the phone from Samantha in rage and shouted, "Now you want pity? Can you hear yourself? We all begged you, bitch! We begged you not to take what rightfully belonged to your sister, but you turned your back on us! Samantha has sacrificed so much for you, and you repay her with betrayal!" "Mo... Mother... please..." Emily whimpered. "I am not your mother! I never was, and I never will be! I am a werewolf, you loser. Let that sink in!" Elise roared.

He said that with a straight face, no traces of regret or whatever. If I was a monster, what would they be called? They were the ones who made me a monster in the first place. I turned back and headed out dragging my precious sabre with me. I heard them sigh in relief as I stepped out, they had planned this emotional trap for me and it would be a waste to let it go. I headed up to the attic where I knew they had hidden their son, too bad that he was going to die.

“You can’t die. Please don’t die.” Mason Once I am sure the square has been cleared of Red Moon wolves I race after Avery’s scent. I can smell a lot of blood coming in the direction of the cells. As I reach where Avery and Haley are at I see Avery has collapsed on the ground and a young woman is being mauled by a wolf. I immediately tackle the wolf and break his neck. I shift and check on the woman. She is not going to make it. She looks over at my brother and I see Haley kissing him. There is a bright light coming from Haley that is flowing into Avery as a dark substance leaves Avery and travels into Haley.