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Just numbers, symbols, and the incessant need to bang my head against the wall over an unsolvable problem. Fun. Bane was restless. He constantly let out low growls to tell me how uncomfortable he was. My mind flooded with images…memories of her. Bane didn’t want me to forget. He didn’t want me to pour myself into the world of numbers and leave him alone with the dark thoughts. ‘You’re avoiding it,’ Bane said finally, voice rough like gravel. I didn’t bother looking up. “I’m solving the problem. That’s all.” ‘This isn’t math,’ he replied. ‘You can’t just find an answer and be done.’

Now is not the time for this, I remind myself. "Walk away while you still can," Bane growled at Henry; he laughed at Bane and shook his head. "You think you can stand against me an Alpha?." Henry growled, showing no fear to Bane. Bane may not be an Alpha, but he shows no fear towards Henry and no sign of backing down.

“It was from the old banshee Venitia” Hagne paused for a while. Venitia was one of the women that made her wish she was a violent person. The old woman made it her life’s work to taunt her with her riches and it annoyed her to no end. She even went as far as to spread rumors about her in the village, that made her husband to isolate her. If she had so much money as she claimed, why she had not moved out of the area still confused Hagne till this day. “Well…in that case”. She said. The smirks and small smiles on the lip of her children made her take back her words. “No, absolutely not. You cannot steal from someone even if the person is the most hideous being on earth”.

“Little Bird.” Jumping, I turned to find Bane standing there in the same suit as I’d seen him in this morning, although he’d jettisoned the jacket. His shirt was open at the collar, revealing a tantalizing look at the tattoos that continued from his neck down onto his chest. His dark hair was fuck-me tousled, his dark eyes drinking me in. “Jesus, you scared me,” I told him. He smirked. The bastard. “Would you like a drink?”

Dean and Lucas walked outside the mansion and towards the guards where the supposed seer was. Looking forward, their eyes both saw the seer who had a wolf skull covering his face, along side a voluminous cloak which covered his entire body. Looking around him, they noticed that he was surrounded by servants in various attires. Waking closer to him, Dean gave him a once over. “You asked to see me”. He said. “Yes I did,” he said with a gruff voice. “My name is Bane and I have something to tell you about”. He added.

now he sounds like he's begging. "I'm not your mate, Bane. I already have a mate."

The resemblance was striking, the same red hair, the same tall, lean build—but this man's features were softer somehow, his smile easier, where Bane's eyes had always held a predatory glint, this man's seemed warm, almost friendly. "Oh, hello!" He straightened, flashing us a charming smile. "You must be Christina. I've heard so much about you. " I tensed, instinctively moving closer to Priscilla. "Who are you?" "Maxwell, " he said, extending a hand "Bane's brother” .my eyes widened slightly and he

The curse wins. Bane wins. I lose everything. Again.

“And you still don’t know why?” I shook my head. “No. I don’t even know if it’s me or if it’s them—or the bond itself. I just know it’s not normal. And the Moon won’t answer.” Silence followed that, the kind that settles like fog—thick and uncomfortable. Then Ven exhaled. “Shit. I take it back. I am glad I asked. That’s messed up, Bane.” “You don’t say.” The carriage bounced over a rut in the trail, jostling us. Caelan pulled the reins gently, guiding the horse around a bend where a portion of the fence had collapsed under a fallen tree.

The small vial shimmered with a distant cerulean hue, illuminated by the light of the sporadic lighting. My eyes widened at the sight of the vial. It was known as the Wolf’s Bane—the potent bane of our kind, capable of weakening even the greatest wolf. My heart pounded. How was Boris able to obtain Wolf's Bane? And how did he manage to bring it into the Games without getting caught?