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Luisette sounded deranged as he both growled and laughed. “Daylight?” Kat breathed incredulously. Ruben’s face was stony. “Let. Her. Go.” He raised his hand and the air about it eddied and swirled, condensing into a swirling ball of blue light. Luisette looked down at Kat, lifting her head back with his grip on her throat. “Yes, precious…your Angel Blood gives vampires the immunity to walk in the daylight for a nominal time…”

“The Luna of Moon Howler’s Pack should be a vampire, Alpha Zayden. Ellsworth bloodline will be continued by a Royal female vampire mated to her Alpha. This is the simple reason that was out of your dad’s mind, which started the rivalry between the two races in the first place.” Sylvia flashed by Alpha Gladwin’s side and whispered in his ear, aiming that silver dagger at his neck. “If you want to live, then answer my questions truthfully, Alpha Gladwin Ellsworth.” Alpha Gladwin breathed in sharply, his body shook briefly as he came back to his senses. An incoherent query came out of his mouth. “W-Where am I?” His puzzled condition refreshed the memory of my abduction’s night, when I was woken

They all ran at Vic but they were all stop mid way by Vic's lightning. Everyone was shocked, even the other Werewolves that were not close to the cave but had saw the lightning left all what they're doing and looked towards the person that performed the lightning. Right in front of Vic, the four werewolves that were moving a while ago, were unable to move at all. They had been shocked and killed at the spot. "I don't know that my lightning could work so perfect like this, despite the large amount of Mana this werewolves had." Vic was happy about his achievement. He used his dragon eyes to view the amount of Aura present in them and he could see that the aura is burning wildly.

Detecting her scent, Ace realized she was a vampire and averted his gaze to avoid her compelling gaze, even as an Alpha. The vampire introduced herself as Tiffany, claiming knowledge of him and the young girl in his care. At the mention of the girl, Ace glared and growled at Tiffany. She expressed disinterest in the girl, desiring Ace instead for his imminent Alpha status. Tiffany proposed they mate to produce hybrid offspring to lead future packs. Ace's laughter angers Tiffany, prompting her to reveal wolfsbane stored in balloons. She hurled one to the floor; it burst, releasing smoke. Ace held his breath futilely and succumbed to unconsciousness.

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling

Thunder rolled his eyes and replied with a snort. "Whatever the evil way, I have to catch the rat while it's still healthy!" Giving out a satisfied sigh, Amethyst spoke unintelligibly through her clenched teeth. "Prince Dwight is the most prestigious vampire of all generations. You know that he will want something in return for his help— do you have something dearest, Althea?" Thunder suddenly questioned. "A siren's blood and a red ribbon—?" "MELPOMENE!" A familiar voice rumbled in the inside of the chambers of her ears— a sharp pain punctured her shoulder blades. Her eyes darkened as she tried to fight an oppressive thought that suddenly weighed down her head.

She raised her hands to the sky, her face flushed, "No one will stop her. Not the Werewolf Queen. Not the Light Witches. Not even the damned Hunters. Fate will not allow it!" Amira's hands clenched into fists as she heard her little speech, the liquid dripping from her knuckles and she stepped toward her, "Fate can suck my dick." She flattened out her hand as she thrusted it into the Vampire's chest. The Vampire's eyes widened as her skin started to crack apart as smoke rose up from them. The glowing from earlier seemed to fade away little by little as the Vampire's body turned to ash around her hand and collapsed to the ground at her feet. Amira looked down at her blood covered hand, the bl

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

“He’s clearly got you on drugs or something.” “That’s ridiculous. I’m completely sober.” “Are you, Camille? I should give you a test or something.” He checked out the other books. More vampire romance? Where were the werewolves? He saw none. “Wrong,” Dire grumbled. Don’t worry. We’ll get her proper books. Maddox browsed more of the vampire books and realized that they all had the same author. Grace Moon. That was an interesting name.

The weak flames struggled to fend off the engulfing darkness, painting the room with an otherworldly, almost haunting glow. Standing resolute and unwavering by my side was Damien, the twin brother of Celeste. Every contour and line on his face was etched deeply with a combination of unwavering determination and the heavy burden of the colossal decision that lay ominously before us. Dominating the scene was the vampire elder, a formidable and awe-inspiring figure. Every inch of him exuded command and raw power. When his penetrating and deep-set eyes settled upon us, they glittered with a wicked intrigue. He seemed to derive pleasure from the unparalleled authority he wielded, from the way he