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The place became awash with light, and the priestess chanted hard, Zane's blood flowing down to the fire. He suddenly fell on his knees as his legs twisted, his body shaking like he was about to shift as his wolf struggled to break free, while his human attempted to keep it inside. He let out a blood curling scream, and his eyes turned a gradual grey. The image of a black wolf started to form in front of him as he looked down, his breaths short, his body trembling. Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor.

He rolled out of its way, Arya jumped on its back. It bucked around the room wildly, trying to throw her off. The deafening screech spewed out of its mouth. She dug in deeper with her claws. Her teeth tore into the leather in a frenzy, focusing her attack in that soft area behind the flaps. A slow red pulse emitted from just beneath a flap. ‘At the center of most creatures lies the heart.’ His mother’s words carried through the fog of war. He lunged at the heart. Tearing with his teeth, clawing with his razor-sharp nails. He ripped through the hard leather and tore its heart out with his teeth.

He was right behind me and I had no idea of his state of mind, if he was in one of his frighteningly bloodthirsty mood or not and not knowing what his thoughts were horrified me. But I have a conscience. The Devil knows that this is wrong as well, but the Beast of Hell does not have a conscience, neither does he possess a heart to care about anyone's feelings. He cannot be constrained by guilt, he cares not about my mother's feelings and will not hesitate to hurt her as long as in the end he gets what he wants. Which is me… but I am nothing special without my status: as a maiden. I cannot help but think that he is chiefly interested in my virginity.

Beasty emerges in Isabella's presence for the first time ever, unlike the one she had witness in her dream, Beasty was very ugly and unbelievably huge. His fangs long and Sharp while his mouth was too wide for his face. Isabella could only gasped and cringe in great shock at the Beast she had been living with for the past few months. Sidney's Beast was not at all different from Hayden's but unlike Beasty which is black , his was white. The eyes glaring and challengingly that Isabella heart continue beating non stop.

She’d been fortunate enough to remain at North Shore, unlike my pain of a sister, thankfully. Was Thaddeus claiming Tori was effectively wolf-less? I hoped, for her sake and wherever she was, that wasn’t the case. How would she heal? “I want to see blood.” The demand came over the airwaves, surprising no-one. Jasmine was prepped and preparing to be strapped to the X when the same voice requested the one with the chestnut hair should be the "slut" on display, preferably naked. I glanced at Lucy sharply. She knew she could safe word. The she-wolf was biting her lip, hard enough to draw said fluid, and I tensed.

Rosabella knows that she has to confess her love for Emperor Carl, and she rushes toward the Beast's bedchamber. Rosabella had to cover her ears as the Beast gave a thunderous roar, and Rosabella managed to get inside of the bedchamber. Rosabella gasped in horror as her fake stepmother stabbed the Beast in the chest, and she ran over to them. Rosabella grabbed her fake stepmother, and Rosabella peeled her fake stepmother off from the Beast as the Beast stared in disbelief that she had stopped her fake stepmother with her own hands. Rosabella shoved her fake stepmother towards the door, and she quickly knelt next to the Beast. The Beast held Rosabella close to him, and she placed her hands on

The runes flared so brightly I had to shield my eyes, and the fae stepped back into the shadows with an eerie calm, as though he’d been waiting for this. A shape began to rise from beneath the shrine—a clawed limb of pure obsidian, steaming with ancient power. Whatever had awakened wasn’t just part of the mountain. It was the mountain. “The Heart of the Beast,” the fae whispered. “You’ve stirred it.” “What is it?” Trenton demanded, his eyes glowing with a feral intensity. His body tensed like he was ready to fight something ten times his size. “The one who guards the fate of the bond,” the fae answered. “It does not tolerate indecision. The bond has been quest

To calm his rage, Beast finds it better to leave this place, otherwise, he won't take long to crush the heart of the man under his feet. On the gesture of the Beast, they all started taking out his heart while the man was on the verge of losing his last breaths. Beast strided out of the place. He was feeling an extreme urge to find some peace. Deciding something with himself, he walked out of the building. “Hoor and Nofil, you guys take this heart and go to the hospital as soon as possible. Someone there needs this heart urgently.” Nofil and Hoor went to the hospital, changing their disguise.

They stood before the Obsidian Heart, its malevolent energy pulsing ominously. The Obsidian Heart pulsed with a sinister energy, a malevolent energy that was both terrifying and alluring. It was the source of the Obsidian Circle’s power. Lyra knew that destroying it was a high-stakes gamble. The heart’s connection to the entire fortress was immense. Severing the connection could lead to a catastrophic release of dark energy, capable of decimating Silvermoon and everything beyond. But the alternative – a prolonged battle against a regrouped Obsidian Circle – was equally catastrophic. Lyra had to take the risk.

Cassian murmured, his eyes fixed on the distant capital. Rhea turned to face them. “Once we get in, we’ll need to move quickly. The Heart is hidden in the ruins beneath the Wolf God’s altar. But it’s guarded. Not by soldiers—but by something much older.” Lia furrowed her brow. “What do you mean by ‘something older’?” “The Heart was never meant to be found,” Rhea said, her voice low. “The Wolf God’s power binds it. Only those who can withstand the trials can reach it.”