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"It is nothing big, honest. i just need one, maybe two, vials of your blood." "What?" Arisa yelled shocked. I couldn't contain my anger. I involuntarily phased into my demon form, albeit just the first stage. "You want me to bargain with my blood?! You know that is the one thing, other than Liz, that I can't give!" "No, not your blood, HER blood." Veronica pointed over to Arisa who looked pale. "What?" I asked shocked. Arron was also rather confused as he looked on and Liz was behind me, clutching the fabric of my pants into her little hands.

I freeze the inside of the area. "Brother," Via reached for the box. When I opened it, it was blood from a human. “Mom bought some from the blood bank. We need it, you need it. ” I nodded and drank a bag of blood from a human. I felt the effect of it on my veins as it crawled to my body. “We already knew the traitor,” Dad said through gritted teeth. "Ashlon Fall." "Ace's Dad?" I was shocked. "It can't be."

Anine asked. "Your daughter needs the blood of the deity on it. When he appeares in human form, give him a cut. Do not wrestle with him. Just a cut. The blood of that body he uses is the only thing that is needed on this sword. Ajonwa is a Spirit but he uses the body to wreak havoc. Get the blood on the sword and he would be no more. "He would kill me!" Anine said almost loudly. "Once his blood touches the sword, he would be rendered powerless and he will never use that body again. Can you do it? Consider the generation yet unborn and what he would do to them. Remember what he did to you, would you allow him to do it to another?"

“That is an Irwin child, Alpha - the Irwin child. I knew Markus, I knew what that monster looked like, and she’s just like him.” The alpha glanced back at me, his eyes narrowing, but I saw the way his pupils had dilated first. It didn’t matter who I was, I was still his mate. “Omari, my mate is to be taken to my suite. Immediately.” “B-But Alpha!” stuttered the other man with them. “She’s- she’s an Irwin! Her father is a traitor, scum of the earth.” “Yes,” Omari agreed. “He was a traitor to his previous pack, Alpha. Killed his beta. You can see why it might make me a bit uneasy to allow his daughter into the packhouse. Alpha, what if she is just the same? She-”

What I was capable of when someone took what was mine. I walked out of the room, down the stairs and into my office. I pulled off my shirt, and took a cigarette. I walked to the window, watching rain pour from the dark skies. Somewhere out there, Alexei has Irina. He was probably holding her, touching her, claiming what should have been mine. My reflection stared back at me from the glass. My eyes were cold, empty and dangerous. This was no longer about laws. Or councils. This was about blood.

"I can't take this with me. It has a tracker. But I need to give you proof of my sincerity, my devotion to your safety." I pulled the Mourning Star from my finger, placing the heavy, dark stone and its platinum band in her hand. "Take this. If I don't survive this alliance, it belongs to you." Just then, Marco’s voice cut through the air, vibrating with betrayal and agonizing relief. He was standing at the end of the corridor, his face contorted in a terrifying mix of emotions. "Too late, Elena! I knew it! You're the one who needs saving, not Isabella! She's the one who set you up!"

I had to continue. --- As I worked through the book for hours, the parts gradually came together. Three things were needed for the ritual: an innocent person's soul, a leader's blood, and the essence of a traitor. When I understood what this meant, my gut churned. Someone near enough to be involved in my demise had deceived me, someone I trusted. Darius's recollections were distorted. Killian's trade secrets. Lucas's peculiar coalitions. Everything suggested a scheme that was far more complex than I had anticipated.

“The Luna. The Alpha. The cursed wolf. And the traitor. All in one spot. Super convenient.” “Who you calling traitor?” Lila pulled both knives out so fast. “Because if that’s aimed at me, we got beef.” “It is aimed at you. You turned on Black Moon. Refused to hand over the relic. That kind of disloyalty has a price.” Tall guy waved at his crew. “Kill them. Keep the Luna alive. She’s coming with us.” “You wish!” I flung a handful of royal blood straight at his face. He sidestepped it easily like he had been waiting for me to strike.

“I think they are scheming something. But Dad told me about your bloodlust.” I scrunch up my face, looking at him disgusted. “He did what?” “He told me that you were craving Emma’s blood and that it wasn’t a simple necessity to bond. Maybe you should talk to Hendrick. Did you think about that?” the traitor asks, anger rippling through me. It is true that I have been craving Emma’s blood. I had thought about if there would be a way to drink other blood to not harm her, but I feel sick to my stomach even thinking of blood from someone who is not her.

“Yes, Chester?” “Well, consider this, a plan that is probably better than facing the enemy head-on. What if we set a trap? If we pull back all of the border guards and let the Paria-Drae soldiers advance and get most of them in the forest, then we can have some soldiers launch an attack with guns and get them to think that all the manpower we have and that our plan was to try an ambush. But then we can “retreat” and make it seem like we were overpowered but in actuality, we place some bombs all over the forest and when we’re clear, we take out a huge chunk of their soldiers one time. And then, we dispatch the rest of the soldiers and finish them off. Sure there will be a lot, but we got rid