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Geoffrey felt that Johnathan was hiding something, but she didn't give it any thought. That was when Adam stumbled upon the prophecy that he was on a path that would only lead to darkness and that he would meet a great foe. Drunk on power, Adam saw it fit that he would seek out any strong foe and vanquish them. He laid waste to anyone who stood in his way, until there was no one left. With that, Adam returned to the Parkers in order to officially take over the reigns. But before he could do that, he had to bring Johnathan home. He wanted his brother to witness his victory.

Or all of them at once? “We all have sides people don’t see,” he said finally. “Even the people we love.” I nodded slowly, eyes narrowing as a sleek black car finally rolled out from the staging area. There he is. God, he looked like he belonged down there. Christopher continued, “But Adam… he doesn’t do this unless he knows he can win. He’s not reckless. Not really. Not when it matters.” I didn’t respond, not with words. My hands were fists now in the sleeves of my coat, fingers aching from the pressure.

Silence. The First Door flickered. A record appeared. Very old. Older than Genesis. BLACKWOOD RESEARCH ARCHIVE SUBJECT: NEWBORN MALE NAME: ADRIAN BLACKWOOD STATUS: BIOLOGICALLY VIABLE CONSCIOUSNESS LOCATION: UNKNOWN Then another line. SECONDARY CONSCIOUSNESS SIGNAL DETECTED ORIGIN: NONLOCAL Mother Zero whispered: “MY SON.” Adam stared at the record. “No.” Charles continued. “Architect Zero's signature entered Adrian's body before we touched him.”

And then at the same time, the cry of a baby is heard from inside the cottage and he goes still. The child...the child was here. . . . The unknown heir of the werewolf world has been born. . . And that's when the first drop of rain falls, marking the true begining of the prophesy beyond what no one has read. Marking the very birth of the one who will come to be named after the protector of mankind. . . . Marking the beginning of Alexa Black. . . . The protector of Death. . . . Daughter of the werewolf king Volkan Knight and the summoner of death Thora Valentine.

I bit my tongue before I could confess the rest and I had never seen Jun so still, so focused, her pensive gaze was fixated on me and you could tell she was processing what I told her thoroughly. "I do not think you're insane, you know I believe in sorts of stuff, ghosts, witches, supernatural entities, demons and other superstitious, crazy shit… but I am still in disbelief and now that you've mentioned it…. Remember that time you told me some insurgents coerced one of your mother's bodyguard's to assassinate him and he was shot in the head nine times and in the chest eleven times and he walked out just fine, he did not end up at the morgue or at the hospital for that matter! He never gets s

“How do you know that?” Rowan shrugs. “I’ve stumbled upon a few other supernaturals over the past year. A lot of them are surprisingly chatty. Especially after they figure out that I’m a vampire.” He shrugs his bony shoulders. “There’s this angel that works at the blood bank that gives me blood bags when he can. He’s pretty cool. Said that I reminded him of his kid. He even gave me a book on supernaturals.” He says as he rifles through a nearby bag and produces the book. “Here.” He tosses it to me before he turns back and begins to unfold blankets across the mattress. “I’m tired, man. You can stay if you want. Just don’t try anything funny.”

Chapter 26: Next Step Traeger It doesn’t take long to get to the Institute. We park a few miles down, making sure we’re not spotted. A few miles ago, we turned off all the lights in our vehicles and drove in the dark. One of the upsides of being Supernatural is that we have excellent night vision. There are still Lycans out looking for me. Unfortunately for the doctors, the Lycans are not reporting that they’ve seen us. They still assume that my men are under the control of the receptors.

Catherine slumped forward, her heart lurching in fear as the ground got closer, but she was too far gone to feel the impact. ~~~~~ “You said she claims to have a human soul? I’ve never heard of such a thing, but if her soul was swapped using Forbidden Majyks, it’s possible her soul is not fully aligned with the body yet.” The doctor stated, his black eyes falling to the notebook in front of him. “Usually, use of Forbidden Majyks takes the life of the caster. This could be a side effect of that, too. It’s such a strange situation, but I promise your secret is safe with me.”

The looming threat of the rogue werewolves, now more organized and dangerous than ever, had forced even the most rivalrous clans to unite under a common cause. Alex Robert Macrobat, a 30-year-old werewolf and mother, stood beside her son, Prince Kai. Alex’s journey from a human to a werewolf had been marked by tragedy and transformation. She had embraced her new identity after her mother was killed by a werewolf, leading her to the United States where she met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex eventually gave birth to Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and bore a striking resemblance to his father, Kim.

Everyone laughed, including Adam, and then we started developing a plan. Adam said, "In order to get rid of all the vampires, we have to kill the king. He is in the basement of my packhouse, along with the rest of his vampires. The best way to kill them is with fire, but I don't want my packhouse burned down." I said, "I can take care of that. When Abby marked me, she passed the power of fire to me. When Kayla marked Zach, she gave him the power of ice". Adam says, "That is so cool!" I said, "We can take care of the vampires in the house. If the dragons can take care of any vampires that are outside, the witches can go with us into the house."