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For even though the doors are sealed, they could be opened once more. “Is that it?” I ask Sunu when she finishes reading. Utterly disappointed if that’s all the book says. It feels like a huge build-up to nothing. Nothing that we didn’t already know anyway, except that there are four stones, not just the one hanging around my neck. “There’s more,” Hesitantly Sunu speaks and her eyes drift to catch Althea’s, who nods her head at the older woman to carry on. As if giving her permission to read what it says.

Lady Cotts sounded furious but it didn’t show as her red eyes went dim slowly. Chuckling, Irina amused. “I would never do that.” She glanced at Lucas who blew her a kiss from across the room then at the hourglass next to him. Her voice was firm when she looked at her mother again. “Now, if you wish to know what happened with you, listen to me.” She paused to see whether her mother would give any reaction or not, turned out she was waiting for her to speak. “This book, written by an alchemist who lived centuries ago. It says in the book, in pictures, the sun and the moon anatomy. Do you know what uncommon between the sun and the moon?”

Kieran quickly explained, “Master, I only found out that you were an alchemist yesterday. Besides, we were so busy yesterday as we had just finished battling the enemy and I was busy cleaning up the spoils of war. I didn’t have the time to tell you about this either. However, most of the people in Sky Dull City are first-grade elementary alchemists or those who wish to learn alchemy. It’s very rare to have second-grade alchemists!” Fane pondered for a moment before asking, “Oh, right. What about the bigger sects? Do they have alchemists too?” “Of course they do,” Kieran immediately replied. “But there’s not many of them. Usually, it’s considered good if they have a third-grade elementary alc

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He's mine,The Almighty Lucian is now mine. * * Hi guys, we finally end this story, Thanks so much for your support. The last series is coming soon, Just thirty chapters and I will round this book up once and for all. thanks once again.

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“You too.” Both of us followed Alpha Horace, leaving the Great Assembly and entering his house. It is a grand house with a black fence, white wall, and gray roof. What masculine colors. Constantine opened the door for me and held my hand. His warm hand gave me the strength to prepare for what would come later. Alpha Horace led us to the living room. Again, it is a grand room. The floor is black, and it felt cold on my feet. I guessed it might be from granite.

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Mathew’s warm hands pulling him close during quiet nights beneath the moon. And finally… Mathew’s weak voice earlier that morning. “I don’t regret finding you.” Jackson felt his chest tighten painfully. The elder placed a small torch into Jackson’s hand. According to the ancient ritual, the mate of the fallen Alpha would light the pyre. Jackson looked down at the flame trembling at the tip of the torch. His hand shook. He looked back at Mathew. For a brief moment, he almost expected him to sit up and complain about the dramatic ceremony. But Mathew remained still, forever still. Jackson’s breathing became unsteady.

Chapter 2 Elowen's Pov I couldn't sleep throughout the night after Eloise words, I was so restless and I began to ask my mother if she knew anything about the Alpha of Asheville which caught her unawares but she answered me anyway. “He's not one you can mess with, he's got rules for everything that exists around him and if one is defiled he ends up killing them, so I'll say you avoid talking about him or asking unnecessary questions just because you work in a school that's situated in Asheville.” She explained to me and it did nothing to calm my nerves down.