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I got into rooms and managed to avoid the people moving around, they were all busy arranging the venue for the wedding to notice me anyway. But even if they saw me, I didn't care. I was going to kill anyone who stood in my way and the flame torch and gun I held in my hand made me feel invincible. I was going to burn her alive and I was going to savour every cry of her pain. The phone I held in my hand pinged and I rushed to look at it then gasped when I saw that it was a picture of Raphael lying on the floor with blood pooling all around his midriffs.

The spirit of my sister and the woman I had been, seemed to echo in the air. Finding the wardrobe wasn’t hard. The box was exactly where David had said it would be and inside, was the USB that held the evidence.

One of our 10 Betas, John, was distributing tickets to everyone. “Wow, the battle is about to happen?” Lucy’s eyes sparkled with anticipation. She tugged at my hand, saying, “Hurry up! We need to report to Alpha that you’ve returned and are back here in just 5 minutes. I don’t wanna miss this. It’s the last battle to find out the strongest warrior of the pack. Wahhh, I’m going to see Max display his power.” Lucy’s delighted squeal was followed by a quiet mutter, “And his body, too.”

he said and stepped back; Roxie slipped on back her shirt and turned to the Sages. “So, what is it?” She looked at their faces for an answer. “A vessel.” Jarvis blurted out. “Huh? What's that?” Roxie thought out loud. Ciel stepped forward. “We can't tell you anything now until we have confirmed what the Lunar Cycle on your back could stand for. Good or evil,” “Be careful of Reyna.” Kaizen continued. “She's here to win and she will do everything in her power to get what she wants. She doesn't care who she hurts.”

Gwen replied. “Wait what? Absorbing what now?" “There's a legend called The White Wolf And Three Mates. It happens once every ten thousand years. A special wolf is born, by special, I mean having other abilities aside from those of a wolf. This wolf is always destined for greatness, and to achieve that, he or she needs the power of their mates," Gwen paused to check if Cruella was following, but she seemed lost. “So you're saying I'm part of a legacy now? How interesting is that? And yet I got banished out of the very world I'm destined to save." Cruella stated with a scowl on her face.

It was clear right from day one that Sierra isn't as welcoming as Angela, which didn't really bother me as I also didn't want to be part of the family; sooner or later I would be leaving. I walked to the watch section, my eyes falling on a particular black sleeve rolex. For some reason, the watch reminded me of Sage. It is a masterpiece that would suit his wrist, and part of me wanted it for him but couldn't afford it. Besides, he has like a dozen or so collections that I'm sure he has never used. "You like it?" Sierra's voice came in, snapping me out of my thoughts. My lips drew back together. I only stared at her briefly before shaking my head, the air suddenly filling up with silence.

I concluded and with that I removed the phone from my ear , I slowly stood up to my feet and walked towards my wardrobe, I pulled it open and my gaze met with Damon’s army green blazer. I contemplated giving it back to him but what logical explanation would I give to him on returning it, what if these items does not even exist in his present world and I end up looking like a fool. How in the world would I tell him that we’ve had an intimate encounter before, but I died that night and somehow got reborn without sounding crazy, I exhaled deeply and closed the wardrobe with a soft thud. This would definitely be one of my deepest darkest secret.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

For a vampire as old as Bobby, just that faint vapour that clung to every molecule of air or had seeped into Alex's skin was enough to provide sustenance and yet there was something unsettling about being able to taste the life force of one of your closest friends. The vampire closed the cover of their tablet still frowning at the witch who was now glaring daggers into the marble surface of the work counter. "There isn't enough of what?" Bobby asked after exchanging looks with Alex. "Water." Ursula barked, straightening and looking to the ceiling, shoulders slumping. "Johnny had all of the full bottles of water containing the poison. Over half of them were destroyed when he was attacked." "B

They didn't surrender, so it was very easy to take care of them with my special weapon. At the end of the narrow tunnel, a dull red glow pulsed like the heart of some sleeping beast. My pace quickened, boots scraping against brittle ground until the cavern opened into a massive chamber. There it was. The relic rested upon a pedestal of blackened obsidian, the surface engraved with old, looping runes I didn’t recognize. It was an axe—unlike any I had seen before. The metal was alive with fire, flames licking its edges yet leaving it untouched. Right above us, I could hear the cracking of thunder, a display of the ax’s powerful abilities.