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He answered again. Octavia nodded... Yeah! The same way she did hers. And some Pagans were still waiting by the corner to get a little or more from her. Octavia looked around and gasped. "Don't tell me you also have the Wall Studio." She said as she touched the wall glass that had a small piece of writing on it. Bennett frowned... was this woman truly a Model? How could she know things concerning a Huge Corp like this? "I have done many things, for many companies." Octavia said as she saw his expression.

He was Lycan Knight Owen who was second in rank next to the Lycan King Gian and also the one next to even more powerful Lycan for whom the title of the king would solely not do justice, Lycan Lucas! Owen, who had been looking at the glowing tattoo with relief, was shell-shocked. His eyes that homed relief soon went panicky on seeing the glow of the tattoo vanishing in the snapping second. Gaping at his tattoo with his wide eyes, he said incredulously, "Oh no! The tattoo disappeared!" The Cart Driver is the Lycan and not an ordinary Lycan but the Lycan that comes under the second rank: Lycan Owen! Who is this Lycan Knight searching for?

she explained. “But why do you have to eat the Demis?” “We choose someone who has the ability to perform magic. Their flesh strengthens us. Do you get it now?” She pointed her hand at me as her eyes flashed with anger. She’s going to end my life at this point. “Too bad. I can also use magic.” We divert our attention to Kylo. She pointed her hand at me as she spread her fingers and uttered some words. “Agares, the 2nd demon of the Ars Goetia and the Great Duke of Hell… I command you!”

I had been too preoccupied to notice a witch in the corner. She had a really dark skin tone with hazel eyes, her hair long and curly as it hugs her face. The stones started lighting up creating a barrier around the laican, as soon as the fifth stone was lit the blood moon turned a bright red and the witch started chanting, "Profundis clamavi ad te sacros inferis et Luna Shyla nota recipere. Addicere adillam dilectam animam meam in Ketzia pretium pro eo." {I call to you sacred Luna to go to the depths of the underworld and retrieve your daughter Shyla. Bring her back to her beloved for the price of Ketzia’s soul in return.}

Octavia, with a sly smile, whispered, "You're a strong and intriguing man, Alcides. I wanted to see if the rumors about you were true." Alcides, caught between confusion and the allure of the situation, tried to step back, but Octavia's presence was magnetic. She continued her advance, her eyes locking onto his with a fiery intensity. "I've heard tales of your victories in the arena," she murmured, trailing her fingers lightly along his chest. "But I wonder, can you conquer challenges outside the gladiator's ring?"

Octavia said and immediately they both laughed wholeheartedly. "you know if you let him have his way,you can get pregnant tonight" astra said admist their laughter. She spent over an hour bathing Octavia and finially she was through. Astra brushed her hair back and tied a silver-threaded robe around her shoulders. “You are glowing,” she whispered with a proud smile. “The goddess sees you, child. Walk in that knowing.” Octavia nodded slowly. Her feet felt light not from the oils, but from the strange pull in her chest. A voice in her soul whispering: Go to him.

Octavia stood up and faced the crowd, her white hair tinted by the blood. “I give you Queen Bellona, ruler of werewolves! With Prince Dean and Prince Archie!” Selene yelled. Everyone cheered happily as Bellona walked to her throne and sat on it, her two boys on her laps. Bellona told her mother to call her Bellona. She believes Octavia died when her mate refused to recognise her. Now she is Queen Bellona, ruler of Werewolves and shall remain like that.

She held his waist tightly, crying. She was crying for the dead fairies, sprites, and Alex. It was painful for her to lose them. The beast turned slowly from a dragon-like monster to an evil angel. The evil angel then turned to an eighteen-year-old girl crying for help. The girl was as white as snow. When they landed, Angela ran to the teenager and saw her to be Octavia. This was the real Octavia. She had grey eyes, silver hair, and was pale. Her skin was not clean and her face was beautifully shaped. Angela could not say this lady was extremely beautiful but she could not also say she was hideous.

“Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.” “Well, before we taken to Selene’s realm we had a vision, I guess. Here let me show you the newest one.” I opened my pad to the latest picture I drew and handed to the Alpha. He looked at it. Shock written all over his face. “This is here. On this land. Just beyond these tree lines here about half mile down is the pack house.” He said pointing the trees he was talking about. “Who are these gentleman here?”

Chapter 80: Fake Moon Goddess Selene's POV (Selina) "It is our honor to have you here, Goddess Selene. May you bless us always," King Azeri of the Vampire Kingdom said as he bowed. I nodded. "May the Moon shine upon your kingdom." His smile widened. "Thank you." Upon hearing that, I turned to Ofelia. She nodded and approached me. "I'm going to the Lycan Kingdom unannounced," I said seriously. She looked at me, puzzled.