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Can you touch me a little more, I thought to myself. There was a brief moment of silence and within seconds, someone new came rushing in. "What took you so long?!" He barked at the strange man carrying what seemed like a suitcase. "I came immediately after you mind linked me Lycan," the man responded with patience, setting the box on the bed and taking things out of it. I was getting too hot to keep my eyes open but I could still make their words out. I felt the other man touching me with different tools. Was all this really happening? I thought to myself as the doctor examined me.

Scaly, with large teeth and clawed fingertips. "Wolf." Its voice was a sibilant hiss. "Goblin." Xander replied in kind. "Reason for your visit?" "Pleasure." "Any weapons or other prohibited substances?" "No. Just a routine vacation. We will be visiting the Sidhe Prince and his fiancee, before moving to Daemon territory." The goblin slid its cold eyes across the paperwork, and nodded. "Everything appears to be in order. Enjoy your visit, Alpha Cross." "Will do." Xander snatched the paperwork back and slid the car away from the booth. I let out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding.

“Come on, I knew the way to get there. I have more experience in pathfinding than you.” Once I conceded to clinging on his back, he began to jump from tree branch to tree branch. “So, you’re like Spider-man?” “Like the hero from your era?” “Superhero,” I corrected, “but, yeah.” “I’m the original and much better and more charming,” he boasted. “Does that mean your webs come out from your hands or your butt?” I asked out of curiosity. “Like all spiders do.” “From my mouth, when I’m human.” “Oh.” I paused to realize that his web had stuck on me from that last hunt. “Ew.”

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

He didn’t flinch. “You think he’ll talk to me again?” Spider was quiet for a moment. “Yeah. Eventually. But you might have to be the one who starts the conversation.” “I don’t know if I can take the silence again.” “Then break it before it becomes permanent.” I nodded slowly, the weight in my chest not gone but a little lighter. Just enough to breathe. Spider glanced down at me. “Also, if I catch you dancing with another dude who wears his sunglasses indoors, I will throw you into traffic.”

Meredith said firing a militia of torpedoes at the giant spider. The missile detonates on contact, driving the monster back as the skeletal monolith continued to fight against the arachnid. “Nollax, you’re up,” Olivia said. “I got it.” Scott slashed the air in front of him, creating a portal to jump through. He reappeared above the spider’s head before clawing his way into the creature’s body. “Losing my grip,” Sam said as he falls to his knees and his skeletal construct fades. The spider wobbles around, crashing itself left and right, hilting each side of the barrier.

All the ends of the spider's legs have turned into armored spikes, its mouth is open wider than a spider’s mouth should be as it flashes rows and rows of black teeth. My arms fly up in defense. I scream the only thought that comes to my mind. “HEAL!” A blinding bright white and golden light bursts out of me sending Noroya flying in a tree as time returns back to normal. When I see her again, half of the spider’s body looks like it was charred by an explosion. It is crumpled at the bottom of a tree. Vertigo hits and I lose my balance. My knees hit the ground. ‘You need to get out of here. Now!’

“Are you guys official? Like—official-official?” “We live together,” I said before I could stop myself. Her jaw dropped. “You what?” “I wasn’t hiding it,” I added quickly. “It’s just a lot. But it’s good. Really good.” She whistled. “Lana Reyes. The main character. And the plot twist. Nathan Cross in love? Living together? This is full prestige drama energy.” I laughed. Actually laughed. For a moment, the pressure lifted—like sunshine through fog. But the second we stepped outside, it returned.