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His black coat was stamped with red roses, they were the only one's members of the main family since his father Kaylius die three years ago and he becomes the new archduke of the Sunshine pack. The ladies were fascinated by Alucard, he with that short black hair, his red eyes like rubies, his pale skin, his coffee smell, and his well-worked body which was hot make the young girls sight. Jaden knows very well which pack entered just now but he doesn't care so he didn't look at them. All his life was hearing his mother said that he has forbidden to look at sky are, firstly because he wasn't an alpha and he could embarrass his pack and secondly because he could be the husband of Alice, Jaden wa

There was another rush of gasps, and most of the vampires seemed either confused or shocked. "Please, accept my apologies, Sidia Amato. I have not been human for so very long, and I see the world so differently. This must be overwhelming for you. I will explain everything, and I will answer all your questions. Please know that my cause is noble, and that I only meant you are destined to do great things at my side. I, Emperor Lucius Septimius Severus, pledge myself to you, and I will do everything in my power to show you the glory you were meant to have." Severus stood again as he finished his vow, and the vampires erupted in applause and celebration.

All lycans in the Kingdom of Italy and even other kingdoms know the name Aurora. "Don't lie. Aurora is a very strong female lycan. Look at you! You are so weak, you don't even have any strength at all," said Orlando. King Alano stood beside Alexa. "That's because the core strength was damaged by the attack from the vampire group first. Don't you remember that Aurora was dying in front of me at that time?" "Of course we remember what happened at that time, King," answered the officials there. "I'll show you all that she is Aurora. Even though her core strength has been damaged, her distinctive scent still remains. I'm sure all the lycans here know how Aurora smelled before." King Alano stared

Seeing that he has no other choice than to leave it exposed, he clenched his hands into a fist and vowed in his heart to get back at the one who made him like this, and also at the one who was with her—Sage. Kyle knows that he would be able to get the girl if he gets Sage first, and that is the reason they would be marching to Athens, tonight. * A vampire ran in the corridor and past few guards that stood at each pole and he burst into the inner council, looking alarmed. On getting inside, the Elders stopped talking and they looked at him, their expressions asking the same thing; “What is the matter?” “The whole of Arkadia are marching towards this place,” he reported and as he was yet speak

In a sudden twist, Darius's face morphed into Garrick's, a ghostly shape-shifter capable of assuming different forms. Gasps of shock echoed through the room as everyone processed the unexpected revelation. "A ghost shape-shifter," Alarina uttered, disbelief coloring her voice. The revelation added a layer of complexity to the unfolding situation, leaving everyone on edge, their assumptions shattered by the unsettling truth about Darius's abilities.

I stroked her head and said patiently, "Honey, studying here is not suitable for you. You are so much smarter than the kids here." She beamed and reluctantly got out of the car. But the second she saw Araceli, she opened the door and raced over to her. "Araceli! Valeria!" She shouted, waving at them happily. I frowned slightly, wondering why she liked them so much. I pulled out my phone and dialed Micah. "Daddy, what's wrong?" The call was quickly answered, and Micah's calm voice came through the receiver. Many people in the Royal Pack said that Micah was as calm and collected as I was, and he was born to become Lycan King.

A sharp, repeating tone suddenly cut through the quiet air, and the harsh noise made us both jump. He walked over to dig his cracked phone out of the wet denim, and he stared at the glowing screen for a long moment before his face drained of all color. "What is it?" I asked, and a cold ache formed in my stomach because I knew bad news was the only thing that could make an Alpha heir look that panicked. "It is an automated alert from Viremont Academy," Darian whispered, and his thumb hovered over the cracked glass while he read the message again to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.

Halfway through the party, one of Damon's family elders—an ancient vampire, two thousand years old—appeared before me. A flicker of interest crossed his clouded eyes. "I hear you're an antique restorer." The guests around us turned to look. "Yes, my lord," I answered respectfully. "Good." The old vampire's fangs showed as he smiled. "I have a sacred family heirloom in need of repair. You will do it." "I..." "Elena is mine." Damon was suddenly there, standing beside me, radiating pure possessiveness. "Her time belongs to me. If the Elder requires a restorer, I can recommend someone else."

“Scarlett.” I paused. Slowly, I turned back. King Alaric studied me with the careful gaze of someone weighing a political problem. “You should understand something,” he said. “This family does not break its promises.” His gaze flicked briefly toward Reed. “The engagement between House Donovan and House Solace will stand.” My chest tightened, but I only nodded once. “I understand, Your Majesty.” But the King wasn’t finished. “We are Lycans,” he continued. “Our customs differ from the smaller packs.”

"Everything is alive, Dahlia. Most people just don't know how to listen." We retreated to the manor in silence. Two hours to transform from cheer candidate back into High Arcanist. Two hours to become the version of Lumira Duskbane who could sit across from Alaric at the High Pavilion without embarrassing herself. Tonight wasn't just dinner. It was a date with Alaric - enough political capital and old-money charm to make Jaxon's Lycan heritage look like a footnote. A Sun Elf with lineage stretching back to the first sunrise, offering his arm and his influence like gifts I hadn't asked for but desperately needed.