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His punishment never exceeded making love to her, and she was going to make love to him today without feeling a thing. She got into the house and met it eerily quiet. It was as though there was no soul in the house and that kind of frightened her. With gentle steps, she walked to her bedroom and clad herself in her favorite lingerie. This time around, she wanted to get Mr. Silver thirsty for her and not the other way around. She lay on her bed and pretended to be asleep, patiently waiting for her door to swing open and for Mr. Sliver to step into the room and find her in all her glory.

I had to struggle to suppress a laugh. The Silver Myst was an urban legend, a pure silver wolf who showed up when things looked at their worst. He first appeared near four years ago, shortly after the war began, and has, supposedly, been seen numerous times since. It was always out of the corner of someone’s eye, or seen by a friend of a friend. Chris and the others were too old to believe in fairy tales.

The Circle of Silver held their formation, barely. Silverlight flared in blinding arcs as water shields rose and shattered, rose and shattered again. The sound of claws scraping against stone mixed with snarls that sounded wrong, stretched too far into something almost human. Elise moved constantly, never still, her hands lifting and cutting through the air as crescent fire tore through corrupted flesh with surgical precision. A feral lunged at her from the left. She turned without thinking, palm striking forward. Silver flame exploded outward, hurling the creature back into two others. They crashed together in a tangle of limbs and broken howls.

If Luca had been keeping secrets, she was done waiting for him to tell her the truth. “Then let’s go,” she said, her voice resolute. ________________________________________ Elias led Eve deep into the heart of Silverclaw territory, past the guarded borders and into an area covered in dense woodland. The night was eerily quiet, the only sound their boots crunching against dry leaves. At last, they reached a small cave nestled between jagged cliffs. Elias placed his palm on the stone wall, murmuring something under his breath. The ground trembled, and suddenly, the entrance cracked open, revealing a hidden chamber.

Everyone turned and ducked, shielding their faces from the blast. “Nol!” Elise cried, but before she could move, the girl stirred. She let out a soft, sleepy coo as her small hand reached up. A wave of silver mist burst from her palm. It shot across the air and it took out the flames out instantly.

The storm outside was nothing compared to the violence of the air inside Captain Elias Blackthorn’s cabin. Elara lay back on the heavy oak bed, her silver hair tangled across the dark sheets like spilled moonlight. Her chest rose and fell in jagged, desperate hitches, her thighs still vibrating from the onslaught she’d just endured. She felt raw, open, and utterly conquered.

I didn't want to accept it but Silver scared me. "Why are you frightened?" Silver asked, looking at me. I was missing my high heels. I gulped, " Nothing." I managed. "She's lying." She muttered to Elizabeth. I gulped as dread made my heart kick. "Don't fright her with your questions." Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Don't mind. She can't help her attitude. Which is not an attitude. It's her nature. " "Beth," She pinched her pink lips together. She opened the wooden door.

At first, nothing happened. Just darkness behind my eyelids and the steady warmth of moonlight on my face. Then images began to flicker—quick, senseless flashes. A man with blood-red eyes. Thaltos. The name came to me out of nowhere. He was the threat Kade had been preparing for. Elena, screaming. She was bound to something that looked like an altar. Silver light was being ripped out of her against her will. Kade and Damien fighting side by side, both covered in blood. They were fighting something I couldn’t see.

Akshara’s heart pumped more blood to know that she was the next to read that weird book with an eye. The book went to Azile who was got on her feet from an unknown faint. The weird look and efficiency of the book thrilled Azile and pages opened to her in words written in mud, “Awaken Love, Shall Not Be A Delight. Let Thy Onus, Vex Your Soul; Perish In Disgrace.” The prophecy book with an eye moved towards Akshara and stood in front of her. Upon eye to eye contact with Akshara, the book flipped its pages and finally settled in a page to uncover her prophecy; the letters appeared in blood made of gold. The prophecy of Akshara,

I found a male pup that resembled him, and I was able to figure out how to infuse his scent so he would believe the child was his. “I am not worried about him. He has been sick for a while, and I don’t think he will last much longer. We need all the kids more than we need him.” I reply. I watch as a tiny girl with long black hair walks into the room. I smile at her. Phlegyas throws his arm over her shoulders and pulls her close. Who knew that one of the girls we found when she was 13 would turn out to be his mate? We haven’t had to hide anything from her. She knew our entire plan and was happy to help bring down Silver Moon and the others. Her pack had been absorbed by Silver Moon