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I ran briskly and the speed with which I was running I couldn't imagine. What was happening, why do I look like this after experiencing such intense pain? Long Claws in place of my fingers? At that time, I couldn't comprehend what was happening, that I had shapeshifted, it was still strange and l looked around, no one was in sight. I had to leave immediately before being hunted down. I started going forward and I sighted a river ahead. I wanted to jump the river but I discovered I leaped over. I turned to look at the water and what I saw staring back at me in the face was a Werewolf.

The kind of engines that don’t do idle; they lurk. The long-awaited verdict never came. The gavel in puffy manicured hand with age spots froze halfway down. Then the windows shattered, a burst of light and noise came in so fast it felt like God had gotten drunk and emptied his ashtray on us. Automatic fire tore through the stained glass window—saints, angels, and devils all shredded into a rain of colored shards. The saints fell hardest and shattered in smallest pieces. They always do.

It didn’t subdue the fire in me. I was beyond angry as I hurled the glass against the wall. It shattered in an instant, pieces splintering in all directions, shining in the low lights like tiny knives. I ran a hand down my face, exhaling heavily. I shouldn’t have let her push me this far. I shouldn’t have let her get to me like that.

The windows, the mirrors, the glass lamp on the desk—everything reflective in the room exploded at once. Shards flew through the air like falling stars, embedding into the wooden walls, skidding across the floor. Rigel jerked back, shielding himself just in time. The silence that followed was deafening. Daniel stood in the center of the destruction, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps, his hands shaking. His heart pounded against his ribs. Not because he was hurt. But because for a split second, when the glass shattered, he had felt something else. Relief.

The static in my scar whispers: *Go. --- **The Shattered Keep** We find the first monolith in a valley of glass. Its surface is a mosaic of frozen moments: Kael reloading his rifle, Veyra's thorns strangling a hybrid, the Hunter's roots devouring a star. Jarek touches the monolith, and the glass *moves*. **"Intruders,"** it booms, images fracturing into a swarm of crystalline insects. They burrow into his prosthetic, reprogramming it into a weapon. He screams as the metal twists, aiming at Ravel.

Ben wasn’t buying it. “You,” he pointed at her. “Go find another empty desk now.” Nora scoffed, grabbed her bag, and strutted away without another word. I caught her eye for a moment and in it, I saw that flicker,that tiny crack of someone who'd lost out on a football game. “She hadn’t won”,I said within my mind. Later, Mr. Ben excused himself to answer an emergency call. I had barely pulled my chair to sit when a voice from the back shouted, “Guys, guess what?”

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

she replied. "I see. Then I guess I will have to make you feel that I am alive and it is dead. I think it has been two years since you have forgotten what I can do. I guess I will have to make you remember." He said it icily. "And what can you do?" I am more powerful than you; I am the second-most powerful and richest businesswoman in this country. Do you think you can touch me?" She said it confidently. "Aww, it's good, you are the second. Have you ever thought of who the first? "I guess you don’t know," he replied coolly, his legs crossed together.q

The revelation left me feeling stupid and betrayed, my trust shattered. Gabriel, with a burst of strength, threw the lycan out through the shattered window, the glass shattering further upon impact. As he turned to face me, his eyes fully transformed into the piercing color of lycan's eyes, I was left speechless. The intensity in his gaze held a mix of protectiveness and something else, something I couldn't quite decipher. Without uttering a sound, Gabriel leaped out through the broken window. I stood there, stunned and overwhelmed, my mind spinning with questions and emotions. The world around me had changed, and I was left grappling with a reality I never could have imagined.

Because under the anger, under the confusion, under the pride of a man who’d just been outmaneuvered in his own building, there was something else. Want. The elevator doors closed, and Seraphina let out a breath she’d been holding for three years. Her hands were shaking. She pressed them flat against her thighs and stared at her reflection in the polished steel doors—this new face, this new woman, this beautiful, terrible creature she’d built from the wreckage of the girl she used to be, and she whispered to the reflection: "Don’t you dare feel anything for him." But her heart wasn’t listening.