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This is not the man I fell in love with, the gentle soul who would do anything to keep me safe. This is a creature consumed by darkness, unable to control his own violent impulses. I take a step back, my hands trembling, unsure of what to do next. I feel a surge of power within me, my own supernatural abilities awakening in response to the danger. But I know that using them against Julius would only exacerbate the situation.

"No! I don't want to!" I resisted as Novaire tried to touch my body. If only I had more power, I would use it to free myself from him! ‘Please. Please don't hurt us. I'm no longer alone in this body. I'm carrying a life. And he's innocent!’ My hearing caught a prayer from Novaire's lips, right next to my ear. It was as if he was reciting magical incantations in a language I didn't know. But one thing I realized. With each word he uttered, I felt like my body was disappearing from this world.

A scream of torment ripped through my body. I saw my wolf whisper "it's time." Right as I heard Callan ask where David is I felt my body shutter. My hands dug into the earth; my head snapped back in a way that could kill a normal person. If any human were to see me, they would think I am possessed. My legs twisted in a sick manner, I felt my bones breaking, and my arms twisted with cracks as if I were being broken apart and put back together.

My eyes keep blinking, fighting against the haze, but it doesn’t work. God, I was overcome. No, not just overcome. Possessed. That’s what it felt like—like I was falling headfirst into an endless, bottomless pit where no light existed. Engulfed by a strange, suffocating darkness that stripped me of myself. I wasn’t in control of my body anymore; I had been pushed back, shoved into some corner of my own mind, forced to watch helplessly as something greater—something otherworldly and divine—took possession of me. My body wasn’t mine. My pleasure wasn’t mine.

“They’ve been showing up in our pack for a few months now.” I blinked. “A beast what?” “A beast demon,” he repeated. “They’re creatures that destroy and kill but that’s not even the worst part. The worst part is that they can possess us. Once they do, they control everything. Our minds and bodies. We don’t know what we’re doing anymore. We just… kill.” I stared at him, stunned. “What are you saying right now?” I asked, trying to wrap my head around his words. “They possess people? Like… take over your body?”

"Stop Flattering yourself, I don't want you to touch me. I am very sleepy so let me just sleep peacefully, will you?" he felt her body shiver under his touch, her attempts to control her body betraying her words. "Oh, darling," he chuckled, his voice growing more seductive. "You can pretend all you want, but your body gives you away. I can feel how much you need me. How much you want me."

“And I saw the possession. Not of you, but of us. Of our two souls finally recognizing each other. It was destiny. You felt it, too. Don't lie.” “I felt something,” I admit grudgingly, fighting the shiver his proximity causes. “But I felt a lot of things. Mostly confusion and a terrifying loss of control. It was intoxicating and awful. And that does not equate to packing a suitcase and moving to your fiefdom.” He leans in a little, voice low and teasing. “I love when you’re possessed by desire like that. Nothing turns me on faster.” I shove him square in the chest. “You’re an idiot.”

“What do you want from me now? He wants to kill you and you're coming to me? You poisoned me! How can I help you?!” “No, it's not him who wants to kill me. It's you. I mean, it's her. She came to me in my sleep, she cursed me, she put these things in my body and said it was payment for what I did to you. They're killing me, they're eating me from the inside. I can feel them walking all over my body. I can't eat or sleep. They're moving, in my head, my ears, my arms! I can't use the toilet! Help me, please!”

I stood frozen, a cold sweat breaking out across my forehead. A soul takeover. The realization hit me like a bolt of lightning, my mind scrambling to recall everything we had read about occult possession in our advanced library lessons. This was unmistakable. But how was it possible? How did Kayhan still maintain his regular powers if a first class demon possessed this much control over his physical body? Questions swirled rapidly through my head, but then my fear slowly twisted into a wicked, triumphant grin. Never mind the why’s. This was the absolute best thing that could have happend.

she asked. "Of course, I remember," Charlie replied with a nod. Vera continued, "You told me that before Mr. Chardon opened his pineal gland, didn't he say that even if you destroyed his body, it wouldn't matter? He could find another body to take revenge on you?" "That's right." Charlie nodded again. "He did say that." Vera anxiously asked, "Do you think there really exists an evil technique in this world that can possess someone else's body?"