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Azrael said after a pause before disappearing into thin air. Teleporting herself inside the cave, she looked at the large dirty blue-colored book that had violet orbs embedded on it, and couldn't help but open it to write what she saw today. It was a book she had been trying to find ever since she lost it. It was the future depicting book of the witches that would vaguely tell about their future.

“Political intrigue, family feuds, questionable decisions made by powerful men who think they’re smarter than everyone else.” “That sounds familiar,” I said dryly. He laughed under his breath. “Exactly. You should read it. I think you’d like it.” I glanced at the next book on the shelf and felt a flicker of surprise. “You have the Game of Thrones books.” “Of course I do,” he said. “You can’t be a pretentious asshole without owning them.” “I like the show,” I said. “But I’m only on season three.” He froze. “You’re joking.”

"Besides, I wanted to see if you were OK." I heard him curse under his breath. Then he walked back to his desk and sat down. "Tyrion will be fine… physically at least." "What do you mean?" "He got drunk, then he passed out. I take care of all the work until he's sober," he said curtly. My eyes widened. "I heard that strong alphas practically can't get drunk." Felix let out a cold chuckle. "They can if they add a bit of wolfsbane to their alcohol. Tyrion added… a lot."

“You are my Beta, yet you patrol around to save this rotten thing without my orders. Do you know what it means to be my right-hand man?” Tyrion nodded. “I studied a lot about it before taking the exams, so that makes me capable of knowing what it is to be your Beta.” Another heavy blow from the Prince this time. Tyrion spitted out blood. I felt so sorry for him that he was passing through this just because he helped me, although it wasn't more than what I've passed through because of him. Kiah knocked my head, drawing my attention towards her. “You must be glad for what you just caused. Just know that Tyrion won't let you go scot-free after this….” she shunned me and scowled, stepping backwa

"I'm going to help you relax even more, but I need a moment." As he disappeared behind the bathroom door, I sighed and took a sip of wine. Perhaps he was right. This whole dark witch situation was stressing me out. Moreover, Cybele might have been lying about the fact that the poison inside my body was killing me, but the poison was still in my blood, and my condition still hadn't improved. Before I could fully enjoy my wine, Tyrion walked back to our bedroom wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips. "Undress," he ordered, sending a pleasant shiver to my lady parts.

I turned around to see a female roughly 5'5 with black hair, a male around 7ft with dirty blonde hair, and Jayce as well. "What a wonderful performance to turn up to. You definitely don't take disrespect lightly, do you, Sutton Nightshade?" The female says "Who are you? What do you want? And what the fuck are you up to, Jayce, you useless idiot?" I snapped. "Sorry how rude of me, I am Bellatrix Nevermore. Next to me is Ragnar Stonemountain. You all have a choice to make. Join Ragnar and help him to avenge his clan for what your ancestor did or we kill you all. Join us and destroy the one is called Serenity. What will your choice be?" Bellatrix says.

I just want to take a moment to say thank you for journeying with me this far. Every page you’ve turned, every late-night read, every comment and support, you’ve kept this story alive and burning bright. 🔥 I greatly appreciate those that have added this book to their libraries. But trust me… this is only the beginning. The ride ahead is sweeter, wilder, darker, and hotter than anything you’ve seen yet. Twists are waiting around the corner, secrets are about to explode, and the heat? Oh, it’s only just rising.

For a second, I’m tempted, but then another wave of heat erupts in my chest, and I lose my nerve. “Tell me about the other books,” I say instead. “The other books?” I nod. And as I tuck my knees to my chest and wind my free arm around my knees, breathing through the stuffiness that’s getting more unbearable by the minute, I listen to the most garbled plot summaries I’ve ever heard in my entire life. “Okay. See, there’s this one with a man and his nephew. And they journey to the center of the earth. And there are dinosaurs. And a tornado? Shit—” The brow furrows again. “It might have been a tsunami. Something like that.”

Zephyr sat, looking disgusted at the arrangement, but I care less. “I’ve got this,” Tyrion nodded, tucking the cash into his coat, before taking his leave. I fell backward, heaving a deep sigh. “I'm sure they won't see this particular storm coming,” I chuckled mischievously, gulping another mouthful of liquor.

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