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Caroline ran towards the forest; she hid in the bushes. "Camryn, come out! Stop your game. We have to go back home; aren't you tired?" shouted Othniel. "Honey, you know this forest is very dangerous, and there are a lot of wild animals." Caroline covered her mouth when she sensed that Othniel was getting closer. "I'm sure my wife must not be far from here. Well, dear, we will play again, and surely I will find you again," Othniel said silently.

However, that's exactly the reason why I'm not allowed to say anything. "It's called the Shadow Fang Organization," I say, my voice taking on an edge. Somehow I hate it, even though there's no saying exactly how powerful it is or how much influence they have yet. "The Shadow Fang," he responds, nodding. "Correct answer." The smile he gives me is not one that shows he's proud - it's one that shows cool calculation and pure hatred.

Only he could make me feel claimed and free simultaneously. "Dance with me," he said simply. "Here? There's no music up here." Shadow magic stirred around them, creating music that seemed to emerge from darkness itself—not grand orchestration but something intimate, something that felt like their heartbeats synchronized into melody. Of course he can make music from shadows. Of course even his magic serves romance when it suits him. "There's always music," he said, drawing her closer until they were swaying together on the balcony overlooking celebration below. "You just have to know how to listen."

The world around me tilts, the edges of my vision going dark. “Rest up,” he adds, his voice distant now, like it’s coming from underwater. “You’ll need your strength for what’s coming next.” The last thing I see is his smile, cold and victorious, before the darkness swallows me whole.

“Be careful, Brother.” “I always am,” he said, stepping back with a grin. “You just worry about that kid of yours.” And with that, he disappeared into the night, the shadows reclaiming him like an old friend.

Roy, clad in black, got on his knees before the headstone. “I’m sorry you had to leave the world the way you did, and I apologize for hurting your daughter.” Willow stood in silence for a long time, and Roy stayed by her on his knees just as long. Out of the cemetery, Roy asked, “Why did you apply for a transfer out? It’s a much smaller city compared to Hereshire with fewer opportunities for development.” Willow was indifferent. “If you won’t stop stalking me, I won’t just be leaving Hereshire.”

Gavin remained on the roof, following my every move as I went out of the alley. I crossed the road once again, dodging cars. Honking blared in the air, hurting my ears a bit, which was the effect of my weak body after vomiting a lot. After crossing the road, I entered the bar. No guards greeted me at the door. That was why I entered, encountering no one. As I walked in the short hallway, I could smell the scents mixing with each other. It didn’t bother me, though. I concentrated on finding the two werewolves behind that many scents. The music was so loud that it echoed in that small hallway.

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Sage laughed. “Sing a few lines.” Sage nudged me. “I live for the darkness, where the silence sings. I’m the king of the night, wearin’ shadowed wings. Where the world slows down and the heart beats deep. That’s when I find what I need to keep.” I sighed, rolling my eyes as the chorus played. Sage pouted, giving me puppy eyes. I wasn’t getting out of this trip down memory lane without singing. So I conceded.

" We notch our bows and wait for the morrow Cold is the night and nary a tear for on the morn we head into shadow There is no room for our fear His eyes are cruel, his evil is endless Black is soul and ne'ver he'll rest till all the world lies covered in darkness and none who'd fight him are left. Zhanere Zelezial"