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I ask just before we make a sharp turn to a wide hallway. “Alpha Daymion has to settle a few things; seal the hole that has gaped since his departure.” “Hmm,” I nod, immediately pushing thoughts about the old man out of my head. “How did we really manage to get here? Last I remembered we were in a cart.” Sir Brak looks at me with one eye closed, the open eye’s brow perked. It is more of a ‘Please do not tell me you don’t know’ kind of look. “The thing about Supernaturalism is that it deals with uncanny stuff like Portals.”

Zoe I blink my eyes as the door closes behind me. All I see is complete darkness. However, my sense of smell is perfectly fine. A cough escapes my lips when the scent of ash and smoke permeate my senses. My eyes burn and itch painfully, and my throat is dry. “Hello,” I whisper softly. Who knows what's hiding in the darkness. “Bree... Lana...” I call out again. But there's no response. All I hear is the echo of my own voice. Taking a few steps, I extend my hand in front of me and start walking. It's a bit unnerving because it's so dark. Then I remember something Azazel said about supernatural eyes. He said that Supernaturals could see better than humans. So I close my eye tightly, willing the

Hazel started to speak, her voice filled with curiosity and apprehension. Serene continued, undeterred. "Just like you possess healing powers, your mother was blessed with a unique ability—the power of euthanasia. She had the ability to communicate with spirits and grant a peaceful end. During our encounter, she used her power to convey something extraordinary to me."

She asked looking at him with bright eyes. He is a supernatural and she is sure his life must be full of thrill and adventure unlike her life which is nothing but boring. It must be super fun to be a supernatural! Why can't humans have a trilling life like supernaturals? Why can't they have some amazing powers like them? "Nothing excited or good happened today with me. Well expect for the fact that I got to meet you every night. It's the only thing which is keeping me sane." He said the truth, making her turn red again.

I didn't want anyone to overhear this ridiculous conversation. “You have no idea how many secrets the world contains, Dante. Supernaturals are real. And they live amongst us,” He declared this with fervour. Conviction even. If he pulled out a vial of holy water and began to sprinkle it around the table, I wouldn't have been any more surprised than I already was. “Mateo, are you listening to yourself right now? You're stalking someone because you're trying to prove a fantasy is real. You know it's a crime right?” I whispered urgently, my frustration rising.

"So, don't get your hopes up. Besides, you're fine now. When you start to lose your marbles, then look me up." Luke snorted, evidently appreciating my snarky comeback. I rolled my eyes. He was rubbing off on me. Zander frowned at me, worry lines forming around his eyes. "Maybe you shouldn't heal anybody for a while, Tru," he said, mind-speaking to me. I reached over to squeeze his hand. "Let's cross that bridge when we come to it," I replied back along our link. "Go on, Ruthie," I said aloud. She winked at me and flipped through her notes. "Then we have sethians. I liked Maverick's definition best. He called them dormant supernaturals."

He had asked me if it was a good idea and I shrugged it off. Maybe it wasn't, but I can't pin it on her yet. I don't believe she could have been the one. Valentine watches me carefully, his eyes dark. "She wouldn’t do this," I say quickly, more to myself than to them. "Even if someone manipulated her—she wouldn’t." Achilles folds his arms. "You sure about that? Remember I told you that supernaturals don't mess with humans?" I hesitate. Am I sure about that?

I leaned in closer, eager to learn more about their abilities. "What do you mean they can kill supernaturals with just a touch?" I asked, my voice laced with curiosity. Dorian's eyes darkened, his expression serious. "It's true. Their touch is lethal to most supernaturals. Even the strongest ones can't survive it." My mind raced with questions. "How is that even possible?" "It's a gift, or a curse depending on how you look at it," Dorian said with a shrug. "Their touch is infused with a powerful energy that can neutralize and eradicate supernatural abilities. It's like their touch is anti-magic."

, His words worsened my nerves. “It’s just some organization that is against supernatural creatures, they have every tool and material that can make supernatural creatures like us vanish from the earth”, He responded. I noticed a hint of hurt in his voice. “Like silver bullets, l heard they can kill vampires”, l spoke in a low voice. “Sadly they can kill us too”, There was silence after his words. I was worried but I had no word to say. **

I asked in the most innocent voice I could muster. The soldier in front of me spoke over his shoulder in a hushed tone so that his superiors couldn’t hear. “We’re hunting supernaturals,” he said. “I’m sorry,” I said, meekly. “Do you mean like Superman and Batman? They’re real?” “Where are you from, girl?” the soldier laughed. He was joined by a few others who were close enough to hear. “I wasn’t trying to be funny. I just don’t understand what you mean by supernatural,” I said with a hurt tone.