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Cohen made eye contact with Alistair and grinned, “Let me introduce you to my mate.” Mira’s eyes snapped open before her right arm freed from the chain and sunk her long claws on Adeline’s neck. All the chains around her body snapped, and she instantly stood on the stone table, holding the daemon woman by the neck. Using her other hand, Mira moved Adeline’s head to the side and sunk her canines into the blonde woman’s neck. Adeline screamed in pain as her blood flowed into Mira’s mouth. Mira could feel Angel’s blood was beginning to enhance her senses and strength. Her black veins turned invisible underneath her skin as if Adeline’s blood was the cure for it.

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Slowly sinking in one corner all she can do is hug herself as tears and sweat started to flow down her beautiful face. “You’re all dead, why don’t you leave me alone!” That was not an inquiry but rather an order to something, someone who cannot be seen. Order for these invisible creatures to leave her alone, that them leaving will give peace to all. Order to these voices that mocks her to go away and let her live in peace. Blood drips down her arm soaking the sleeves of her nightgown with her own blood. Morrigan’s eyes are bloodshot with traces of fear and anguish evident to her chestnut-colored eyes. Her anger slowly stirred inside of her.

He growled in anger and rushed as fast as he could to her position. Mira was still holding onto the journal as she pushed through the army. She wasn't feeling well at all. Her head was spinning due to her lack of blood. Her ears were buzzing by the amount firing around. Mira was completely overwhelmed by the situation. If she was in a better condition, she could probably still accept the situation. But she was in a terrible condition making everything overwhelming to her. Despite that, Mira was fueled by her rage. All she wanted was to end Damien's life after everything he had done to her. There was no way she was going to let him slip away again. Enough with the previous mistake. She was ti

"Sure and Certain. She told me she handed it to him in person. Oh my God, I messed up my whole life big time. I really love this guy you see." Mira hugged her, "shhh, Calme toi. He will come when he...re...reli...Merde! L'anglais est difficile!" Damn! English is tough. "You mean realize?" "Yes! When he realize he miss you." "When will it be? After one year, five years?" Mira shrugged and returned to the okra, "Even tomorrow, qui sait? (Who knows?). With God, all est possible." Hey guyssssss, sorry to announce that, MTS is at its bottom. I'll be uploading the last chapter anytime soon. thank you for reading.

He ruffles his hair in frustration, the silk of the borrowed tunic sliding against his skin. Then—everything goes black. The world around him disappears, the music and laughter cutting off instantly. He enters the Vision Realm. Once again, he sees the same horrifying scene. The moon is high, casting long shadows on the garden path. A masked man lunges forward from the bushes. A blade flashes beneath the moonlight. Harris gasps, his eyes wide with shock. The knife plunges deep into his chest. Blood splashes across the white marble petals of a flower.

I'll get up. Noah was right with me. But when he touched me, a burst of light shot between us. He blew back. His palm began to glimm again. No. Not again. Mira made an involuntary move. Over the threshold. Now. A bang. Like a shot. Noah opened her eyes. Blood slowly spread over his shirt. Right above his heart. I cried. He looked surprised down. Like he didn't understand what just happened. Then he sacked his knees. Mira died.

The second trial comes in the form of a child. Her name is Mira, and she's eight years old with silver eyes that glow too bright and dreams that manifest whether she wants them to or not. She's one of the refugees who arrived with Pyra, and she's been having nightmares. Terrible nightmares that become real. Shadow-creatures that attack anyone nearby. Storms that rage inside buildings. Once, she dreamed the floor was lava, and three people were burned before I could dispel the manifestation. She's terrified of sleeping. Terrified of herself. And she's getting worse.

Mira’s POV The Eastern healing tent smelled of blood, sweat, and crushed medicinal plants. Mira wiped tiredness off her forehead and wrapped another bandage around an injured warrior’s leg. Her hands hurt because of long working hours. The injured wolf barely reacted. Most of them didn’t anymore. Pain had become normal tonight, maybe some several days even. Another warrior lying nearby spat blood onto the floor before muttering bitterly, “We’re dying because of that marked girl.” Several others nearby stayed silent. But none of them disagreed.