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Brian’s scream tore through me, and when I lifted my eyes, I saw him on the ground, shrieking from the scratch on his knee. “I have to go, brother,” I blurted into the phone. “The rogues will strike tonight. So you must be ready to blend in with them and kill Arya. This is the only way.” “Fine,” he answered. “I won’t let you down.” “We can’t afford any failures. Our father won’t accept us back home once he finds out about our banishment. The entire world will treat us like a plague.” “We will talk later tonight then.” “Tonight.” I hung up the call and strode toward Brian, who was sulking as if he hadn’t scratched his knee for the hundredth time since his training.

Bradford and Ashley ripped through the Bitten that came out of the forest. Bastion circled Bloodchild, “You have done enough! Stop this nonsense and agree to the terms of our treaty! You have no right to interfere with royal decisions. Out of your station and you will be out of MY REALM.” Bastion leapt at Bloodchild and slashed at his neck. He struck the skin and blood sprayed out.

Those shapes, those curling marks etched in gold across the stone—I knew them. “I know these symbols,” I said, my voice unsteady, though conviction surged underneath. The others turned to me instantly. Hope flickered in their eyes, though none of them looked surprised. Of course not. They all knew. The Moonbane family specialized in rituals and old magic. This was supposed to be my strength. “I want to try a ritual now,” I said, forcing calm into my tone. “But before that—we should return to the inn, write everything down while it’s still clear. Then gather what we’ll need.”

“You sick, delusional, fuck!” “What the fuck?” My father, current alpha of Blackstone, Bart Black, booms across the field. My mother, Beatrice, is at his side, weaving through the crowd. His alpha aura pushing down on all of us. But it doesn’t stop me from beating the life out of my brother. “BANE! ENOUGH!”

Had it not been for our bond with the Lycans and their help years ago, we would have died at the hands of the elders. “Your reputation has beat you to me. I believe that you are the daughter of Luna Ariana…” he said, making both Nathan and I frown. Nathan almost let out a growl of warning, but fisting his shirt, I was sure to remind him to stay calm to ensure that he didn’t cause an unnecessary riot. “Indeed I am, Luna Ariana and Alpha Carter” “Hence why you are not a Lycan like your brother”

"I want you to be mine, you are kind and sweet and caring and compassionate. And oh how I bet you would make u the most beautiful children ever. I want to fill this big caslte with children. Soon we can have them have their own wives or husbands and we will have this castle filled with children again. We will keep the cannibalism in the family of course. How it will be fun for u to capture people and eat them for dinner every night. You never know how good human flesh tastes. Oh wait yes you will because you will be cooking them for me." I felt ill when I heard all of this. I just wanted to ball and die. I really had to use the bathroom and to my surprise there was no bathroom here in my ro

Blood had dried black beneath her nails. On her dress. Across her wrists. Could’ve been hers. Could’ve been anyone’s. Didn’t matter. The Bone Crown pressed into her temples. Whispering low enough she couldn’t make out words. Lucien dismissed the healer with a nod. The woman bowed to Lyra before fleeing the room. Doors shut. Silence. Rain against glass. Cassian’s breathing. Lucien lowered himself into a chair opposite the bed with visible effort. “You saw the memory.” Lyra nodded once.

Then the front door opened, and every scrap of peace I had left got hit by a tornado named Bianna. “MY BABIES!” I was standing at the kitchen island with the Northlake laptop open, and I closed my eyes for half a second. Of course. Of course she came in yelling. Bianna appeared with a huge tote bag that said HOT GIRLS READ CONTRACTS, her black hair twisted up in a translucent purple claw clip, an oversized sage hoodie, black leggings, and white sneakers that should’ve been dirty by now but somehow still looked new. Almond-shaped nails painted butter yellow. Glossy lips. The kind of energy you only got from iced coffee and gossip as a primary protein source.

Calling her that made Lynn smile more. Bana was the first to step forward and put space between them, moving with a grace that reminded Lynn of a predator stalking its prey. As she moved closer to the center of the room, Lynn got a better look at her and noticed something she hadn't seen clearly before. There were two small horns at each side of Bana's forehead, barely visible at first but becoming more obvious as she tilted her head forward slightly, it was as if they were getting longer. They were a dark color, almost black, and they curved back slightly toward her hairline and very big once it stopped growing. Once she stopped walking, she turned around to face them.

Ji simultaneously mentioned one name. "ARANJO!" "ARANJO!" The beautiful baby was named Aranjo. The baby had a birthmark on his chest in the shape of a feather and the birthmark was bright red. *** In the sky realm, Ara who had always been calm, but not after knowing Aranjo in-law. In fact, the young goddess had already served her sentence in the mortal world. Ara did not know what was happening, because at the time of the incident, the Goddess of the wind asked him to go in search of spiritual grass. Ara was suspicious, because the place where the spiritual grass grew, was in the most distant place in the sky realm.