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He held his phone and watched the video all night long. The next morning, when he looked in the mirror, he saw a man who looked like a vagrant—unshaven, haggard, and lifeless. He stared at his own reflection and muttered bitterly, "You deserve this." … On the day of my wedding, all my college classmates showed up, including Tristan. At first, I was worried he would cause trouble again. I didn't want to be disturbed by him anymore. Even with my good temper, I couldn't stand being constantly tangled up in his drama.

"Sorry, did I scare you? I promise, you'll never see scum like that around here again." To thank him, I accepted his invitation to an art exhibition at his private estate that weekend. On Saturday night, Dorian had a gift box delivered. Inside was a deep purple velvet gown. It was exquisitely tailored, with a high neck and long sleeves that perfectly concealed the old, fading scars on my body, while still accentuating my waist. I stroked the soft fabric, my eyes welling up. Gavin had traced my scars with sadness, but he was never this thoughtful. I never dared tell him how much they bothered me. It was a weakness the Godfather’s wife wasn't allowed to have.

She always did. But the next trial... It wasn’t just a test. It was a graveyard of futures. I crept behind the obsidian ridge, crouched low, my body trembling—not from exhaustion, but from the vision I’d intercepted through the flames. Morwenna’s third trial had begun, and I’d seen it: her scream, my corpse, her blood staining her hands like guilt she couldn’t wash off. It was only a vision, but this place had a cruel way of making fear prophecy.

Also reflecting on how things have taken a better turn. After they finished eating and talking to pack members they made their way into the living room. They went to A****n Prime Video and scrolled through that to see what they wanted to watch. They both agreed to watch The Expanse together. Alice curled up on the couch next up to Jared Resting her head against his left shoulder, her legs curled under her. They spent that whole night just watching the Prime show and discussing the episodes as they watched them. It was a great bonding time for them.

The battle was fierce, each blow from the golems sending shockwaves through the room, and the group found themselves working in perfect unison, their movements becoming a dance of survival. Finally, after what felt like hours, the last golem crumbled to the ground in a heap of broken stone. The chamber was silent once more, save for their labored breathing. “That was close,” Seraphina said, wiping sweat from her brow. “But we’ve passed the first trial.” Before they could catch their breath, the voice boomed again. “The next trial is the Trial of Resolve. Only those with unshakable will can pass.” The room shifted, and suddenly, the air grew colder. A vision appeared before them—a swirling mi

MADDOX POV I keep my eyes on the screen, watching the final trial contestants crawl through the mud and pain we designed for them. This is how it’s meant to be. Unforgiving, distant and clean. The second we interfere, the trial loses its purpose. She should’ve died in the pit. Then with the rogue. She should’ve died after that. Every time she survived, it chipped away at the foundation of what we built. And now the cracks are showing.

"Speaking of Dylan, where is he? It's strange to see you all by yourself without him hovering around." Scarlett chuckled and shook her head. "He left with Jordan about an hour ago, with a few guards. I will be attempting the Luna trial tomorrow, so they're making preparations for it." Bevvy's gaze softened. "The trials are brutal, I'll tell you that. But I know you can do it. You're a strong girl, even for a human." "Will you watch? I know you need to rest, but having you there with Dylan and everyone else will give me the courage I need. Because even if I don't say it, I'm nervous."

Eve held out hope that it would not have become cold by the time it reached them. While she waited, she couldn't help but cast her eyes toward the front of the room, where the leaders appeared to be having a riveting discussion with future Luna Ariel. It appeared as though the leaders were all interested in having a conversation with the newest member of the pack. Once more, Eve's gaze locked onto Adrian, and a scowl formed on her face as it did so. The blonde raised her head to look in her direction. Eve could only describe the expression on his face as one that was on the verge of wrath. His expression flashed quickly with shock before being replaced by it. She hurriedly moved her head awa

“Come and take it” Trial Grounds, Day Six – The Circle of Fire Ava stood at the edge of the scorched arena, the scent of ash and iron heavy in the wind. The fourth trial was unlike any before it—no weapons, no teams, no guidance. Just one instruction scrawled into the stone at the entrance: "Only what burns can become true." She’d been thrown into trials of strength, wit, endurance—but this one felt personal. The ground cracked beneath her boots, steam rising in wisps from between glowing runes scorched into the stone. And somewhere in the center of the arena... the fire slept.