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I jumped back to my feet, ready for a fight, my eyes glazed over with anger tears, how dare they do this to me? “What the fuck!?” I scream, my anger souring as my skin began to glow with a orange tint, the burns barley leaving a mark. But that wasn’t what pissed me off, they dared call me their Mate And then they tried to hurt me in the next second, tried to burn me, burn a phoenix. it was almost laughable alright would have been if I wasn't so angry, fire cannot kill me, it only makes me stronger, simply singeing the skin on the outside, whilst on the inside it gives me power.

But Dominic’s final scream echoed in the sudden, ringing silence of the stairwell: *"I am PHOENIX!" The fire wasn't out. It had just found new fuel.

"Well, a normal day, could you contact Liam, and tell I am free now if he wants to see me." "Right away ma'am." After 4 years of living on my own I am quite successful. My company skyrocketed and is now among the top 5 companies in the world. After living in Norwood for a year, I started looking for the other surviving Phoenix. It was hard but I found them. They were barely alive so I took them in and treated them, after 6 months they asked me to be their clan leader, because like a pack Phoenix are strong together even if they don't go berserk after leaving the clan they still need one.

STORM. Phoenix fire was unlike any other flame. It did not feed on oxygen or fuel. It fed on emotions. More specifically, it fed on pain. And pain? Pain had teeth. Had a voice that knew your name. It could lock a person in place like rusted iron driven through bone. Stole air from their lungs. Pain convinced them they would never be whole again, that the shattered pieces of who they'd been could never be reassembled into anything worth saving.

A long, sharp silence. “I’ll slit their throats,” I say simply. “Good answer,” Claw nods, kicking his boots off the table. I take both letters and rise. “We’re not playing defense anymore,” I say. “We’re not hiding or waiting or watching. From now on, Phoenix Pack doesn’t cower.” Ryker tilts his head. “So we’re calling it that now?” I glance at him. “Phoenix rises from ashes. That’s exactly what we’re doing.” “And if we burn again?” Elisha asks quietly.

“I am not tired.” That was a lie. She was exhausted down to her very bones. But whenever she closed her eyes now, the dreams returned with greater intensity. They had grown worse in recent nights. She saw fire consuming entire cities, crowds screaming as they fled in terror, and the same mysterious woman from the ancient memories, the first Phoenix. Only now those dreams felt different. They felt closer and more personal, almost like fragmented memories rather than distant visions. Each time she woke, the fire in her veins burned a little hotter, as if the dreams were feeding it.

The mind link between us is more than the one between my brothers and I, it’s not just words but thoughts and feelings too. ‘I’m alright. It doesn’t hurt anymore. I thought I was going to die Phoenix, but I couldn’t leave you. I fought to stay with you, but all I could hear was you telling me to let go, and it would be alright. What happened?’ she sounds exhausted, which is to be expected as far as I know. The thought of her fighting to stay with me, makes my heart swell.

“You’re not a toy. You’re a fucking wildfire. And I can’t stop coming back to burn in it.” The confessions spilled between thrusts—small glimpses, fragments of the men behind the nightly ritual. Damien spoke of empty penthouses and boardrooms that felt like cages. Kai admitted how he used the late shifts and modeling gigs to keep people at arm’s length, how the phoenix represented every time he’d risen from someone else’s ashes. Their pace quickened. Damien sat up, wrapping strong arms around Kai’s back, chest pressed to the phoenix tattoo as he fucked up into him with deep, powerful strokes. Their mouths met in messy, desperate kisses—teeth nipping, tongues sliding—while sweat-slick bodies

'Phoenix! “Why haven't you run away? This old fool is a tough one to a crisp! You should run! I will be okay and find my own way to retreat!” The Phoenix's voice was shaky, an indication that he was slowly losing his primordial energy. 'No one is retreating alone! We will run away together, alright? I summoned you here; you are my ally! I do not abandon teammates! Never!' A voice intercepted. It was Teshin. Frustration oozed from her voice as she screamed between their exchange. 'Let me out! I am more helpful than you think, Diana!'

she commanded. Jenny tried to hurry up while walking, but her legs hurt and her pussy was swollen because her billionaire boss had fucked her so hot. She went about her day, doing other work she was asked to do, but the thought of how Ken tossed her, licked her pussy, fingered her, and throat fucked her lingered in her head all day, she tried to brush it off since their words and reality are far apart. It might never happen again, so she thought, because he is a billionaire and she a mere housekeeper, and she is not really just his type but just a fling to him, she sighed.