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The impact of his arrival cracked the reinforced bedrock beneath the marble, sending a shockwave of localized gravity that forced the three hundred pureblood mercenaries to their knees. Silas dropped the guard, his red eyes widening in absolute shock. "Sterling? Impossible! The cosmic quarantine—" "Was bought out by me," Jack interrupted, dusting off his tailored suit. He didn't bother drawing his dark-gold sword. He simply raised his left hand, the pitch-black Void crystal pulsing with the devastating energy of a lunar meltdown. "Kill him!" Silas shrieked, his bravado instantly breaking into sheer panic. The mercenaries raised their weapons, but Jack was faster. He didn't use physics. He us

Its form flickered young girl, elder matriarch, weaver of binding, shadow of a forgotten god. “You must let them hear again.” And then Siran woke. The spiral was still glowing beside her. But now, it hummed with new rhythm. And faintly, in the thread... she could hear others responding. Thanks for your patience. Here’s Chapter 23 of Silver Pact (approx. 2,500 words), continuing directly from the awakening of Liraeth’s legacy and the unfolding shift in the magical world:

He was entirely focused on me. "Brave," he said. "Foolish, but brave. Sending away your only ally. Now it's just you and me." "That's what you think." I unleashed everything I had. Silver light exploded from my hands in focused beams. Thaltos dodged the first strike, but the second caught him in the shoulder. He staggered. "Good," he said, touching the burn. "You won't make it easy. I appreciate that. The easy ones are boring."

Carla said hurriedly before he could finish, though she knew what was coming. Hera Diamonds was the only company left that had not terminated their contract with her since her scandal began and that was because she knew and had helped the CEO in the past. When Hera was just coming up and they needed a brand endorser, no popular celebrity or model wanted to endorse their jewelry but she had stood up and had chosen them out of so many endorsements she was offered then.

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

“No. I-I didn’t mean it that way. I was just joking with you... Ah...” Before he could finish speaking, James struck him with a sword, sending him flying. Then, he was rebounded by the energy ball and struck out again. James’ movements were like playing golf, seamlessly flowing. This left Silver, who had never shown herself before, speechless for a moment. “Ms. Silver, killing Quince won’t be discovered by her master, will it?” James asked as he continued to strike the tumbling energy ball containing the Demonic Spirit. Silver was taken aback for a moment. Then, she asked solemnly, “There’s a hidden meaning behind your question.”

LILITH I made my way into the living room knowing that Victor and Quade were there since they were finally out of the infirmary. It took a while — and Silas and Sydney's help — to get the sticky obsidian silver laced powder off their flesh. Everyone else who attempted the task ended up getting burned by the silver which meant the two wolves immune to the substance had to do it. I was almost certain that they were scrubbed raw because of how sticky the powder was. The witch didn't go into detail about it because we were in the middle of a life and death situation and now that she was dead...

I hissed back, watching the man’s pitch-black eyes narrow angrily at me. “Is that a threat? Michael Gotham?” Wolverine Silver whispered so quietly that I almost wasn't sure he had spoken. Icy shards of glass slithered down my back to freeze over at the base of my spine. Of all the wolves at the table, it was Wolverine Silver I was most worried about. He had gotten his name because he was somehow immune to silver. Wolverine was a shredded beast on the battle field who could withstand silver attacks even better than us Alphas. We needed him on our side.

Silver darts flew through the sky like arrows, coming for Quincy. Zack's secret weapon was called the Meteor Shower, and he planned to use it only in life-or-death situations. That was the ideal time for him to use it as he was desperate. It happened out of nowhere. Quincy's fragile body trembled with shock and rage, and she had no time to react. She had not expected Zack to be so despicable that he would still wish to kill her.

Chimera were grace users who could morph into—or summon the power a single beast they were attuned to. Silver rummaged through his satchel and pulled out a vial filled with necessary nutritious juice and another filled with a simple healing potion. Silver had brewed few more potions while he was staying with April. She first swallowed the nutrition juice and then the healing potion. The cuts began to heal at visible rate. April gave a moan of relief as the cuts healed themselves. Few minutes later all of her cuts had completely vanished. She hopped around happily, testing her healed body. “This is great,” she chirped. “You must be the greatest healer in the world.” Silver gave her a flat loo