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I grinned widely. Gavin raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything. We climbed into the car, and as soon as we did, I hit play on the stereo, blasting some BTS. “Dynamite” was already queued up, and I grinned, unable to resist singing along. Gavin joined in, his deep voice harmonizing with mine as we both belted out the chorus, laughing and enjoying the moment.

“Just remember, the doors that are closed off? Don’t try them. And outside is still off-limits for now.” I nod. “Got it.” She leads me first to the music room. Instruments line the walls: violins, a cello, a piano, even a harp in the corner. Sheet music rests neatly on stands. Mariel gestures enthusiastically toward the piano. “You can sit, play a little, or just listen. Music is a great way to relax.” I hover near the piano, fingers brushing lightly over the keys. The sound is soft, delicate, echoing faintly in the spacious room. I press a few keys experimentally, smiling faintly at the melody that escapes. Mariel hums along quietly, clearly enjoying my small attempt.

I thought that Wyatt might like it. “It’s a work in progress. How can I help you?” Searching around, I finally found a cloth to wipe my hands on. “Oh. Well, I was hoping you would be up for a tea party.” “A tea party?” I raised my eyebrows at her and assumed she put something together with the pups. “Yes. I’m sure Blake told you about the treaty he is working on to establish the alliance with the other Alphas. He-” “He did not.” I clenched my teeth hard as I spoke.

It went in the ascending order of bronze, silver, gold, platinum, prince, king, honor, supreme, and legend, with the finders of the Merc Union being legend rank themselves, each of whom were Emperor rank in cultivation! After Caleb, Fafnir picked the call sign 'Famine', Oxley picked the call sign 'War', and Bigby picked 'Plague'. The receptionist giggled as she registered them. "Well those are some interesting names… It's like you are all intent on bringing the apocalypse!" "Hehe! They are cool names!" Oxley chuckled. "Oh, and what shall the party name be?" the receptionist asked. "Let's go with the Undertakers," Caleb said calmly, suddenly remembering something the Coffin said. "And our mot

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This

And we weren’t even at the commune yet. Inside the car, the cheerful, high-pitched melody pouring from the speakers grated on my nerves. I narrowed my eyes, unable to ignore the almost cartoonish joy of the music. “What even is this?” I asked, eyebrows furrowing as the bubbly tune continued to fill the space. Beside me, Dante grinned as if I had complimented the playlist. “Trolls soundtrack,” he announced with an absurd amount of pride. “It’s catchy. You like it?” My glare deepened. “Absolutely not.”

Seraphina rolled her eyes, her teenage rebellion in full force. "But Uncle, it's sooo boring! I'll just be a burden, and everyone will stare at me like I'm some spoiled rich kid." Mace didn't mince words, his tone as gruff as ever. "Seraphina, you are a spoiled rich kid, and that's exactly why you need to be there. This is a family duty, and I won't have you embarrassing me by playing the lazy teenager card." Seraphina huffed, clearly frustrated with her uncle's unyielding stance.