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I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The truth was right there, but fear tightened around my throat and swallowed it whole. And Damien… He hadn’t looked away once. His eyes were locked on me, sharp and unreadable. It felt like he could see through me. I was having a panic attack and I couldn't move. I wished I could disappear. After what felt like forever, I gave the smallest nod. It was all I could manage. The priest raised his arms high. “Then, by the ancient laws of the Lycan bloodline, I now pronounce you mates. May the Moon Goddess bless your union.”

"But do you have the power to back up your words?" I stood tall, despite the trepidation creeping up my spine. "I'll find a way to break the curse. For Alexander's sake." And he said my power could break his curse Arachne's laughter echoed through the forest, the wind swirling around us. "We'll see about that," she said. "But first, you need to understand the true nature of the curse." "Tell me," I demanded. Arachne's expression turned grave. "The Curse of Lucifer was forged in darkness and blood. He was banished, instead of him to seek redemption he committed more crimes, he poison human's mind he makes them commit a lot of sins.

“Do I look pretty as a lycan?” He chuckles. “The most beautiful lycan I have ever laid my eyes upon.” I look around. Everything appears sharper in color and details with my lycan eyes. I won’t need glasses or contact lenses anymore! “What happened to Sir Orthros and Levi?” Cynric sighs, glancing at the unconscious man on the ground. “He’s knocked out but that’s probably due to exhaustion more than anything else. He should be all right. Levi told me everything is as it should be now. Whatever that means.”

He growled, the deep rumble filled with approval and undisguised lust. My mind turned sluggish. I became lost in the unfamiliar emotions burning my heart and melting my body. Just as a foreign heat began to pool at my belly, a thud sounded behind me, and two figures tumbled at my feet. “Lycan Heir, Luna, they’re the ones who started the fire.” Zubair Turhan stomped over with a cold expression on his face. Standing next to Sof, he kicked the disheveled man, causing him to knock his head on a rock.

Elric stopped at a page with a brown smudge across the bottom, which held a recipe titled "Lich Eternal". It was a horrible spell calling for items Aelfric had never heard of, not to mention a hefty blood sacrifice. It called for something called "Claimed Chimera claw", and "Horbus Moreas pollin". He could hardly make out the directions, but the notes scribbled at the bottom of the page read "Consciousness lost 8 hours. Eyes bled briefly upon waking. Stimuli are strange. Hard surfaces feel malleable, I am unbreathing, though my heart beats still.

My throat dries. Lucien moves between the desks now, eyes shifting, taking stock. “You’ll notice the powerless often see the clearest. They learn how to read the room. How to survive. Sometimes they bend power without anyone noticing—until it’s too late.” He passes my row. Doesn’t stop. Doesn’t look. Returns to the board. “This,” he continues, tapping the board once, “is a list of lovers.” He writes four names in quick succession: Damon Salvatore. Edward Cullen.

“I just need evidence that’s more bulletproof than circumstantial to prove it.” “You’re my mate.” Isaac didn’t respond. Something in me knew what his response would be, but I couldn’t phrase it. When he finally spoke, I didn’t know if it was worse or better. “It has never been recognized on the night of an eclipse, so we are not mates, but we could be.” “We are the lycan and the runt from the prophecy, aren’t we?” I didn’t need words to confirm that fact. I only wanted words to deny it.

The game is on, and I’m going to remind whoever dared cross the De Luca family why I’m the Don. --- Lilith I don't like to leave traces. My tracks are always cleared even before I can say Jack. After all that was my charm, clean jobs. I am painting again. This time it is way more darker than my normal paintings. There's a darkness to each stroke. My phone suddenly rings, and I pick it up, knowing who it is,and why exactly he is calling. "Enjoying your husband's house, Lilith?" I grind my teeth at the wicked sarcasm in his tone. "Of course, father."

She sunk her sharp nails into my throat forcing me took choke while Dad slammed the door shut. I fixed my terrified eyes on the blood stained floor. I was sure my heart was beating for the last time when I saw Will Still pull out a pistol. "Look at me,lucipher!" Dad boomed again. "It's time you get to understand what it means by messing with the family. You f**ked up already by killing her. You are not one of us," he posed and blew the tendrilse of thivk bhang smoke into the air. "But we are human enough to consider giving you an option to be alive till this hour. And there's only one option if at all what you want is to continue being alive," he explained in a throaty voice.

Lucifer opened his eyes, tightening his face as the sharp rays of daylight pierced his eyes. It responded as if he had woken after one hundred years of slumber. He blinked several times until he could finally adjust the light in his eyes. "How are you feeling now?" A woman's voice asked. Lucifer moved his head to the left, he saw a woman in a white coat wearing a blue shirt underneath. Her wavy cinnamon brown hair tied into a neat ponytail, her starry brown eyes staring right at his obsidian ones.