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Not thinking twice, with my palms, I guided the c*m from flying off, and in a moment, my skin was dazzling fine with the white sticky fluid. I continued stroking, faster, harder, and I continued to drizzle. "Lola!" I gasped, giving myself a slow high pressure stroke from base to tip. "Lola...Lola...Lola," I continued to mutter her name under my breath, imagining that she was right in front of me, sucking on her tongue in pleasant surprise at the sight of the show I couldn't stop myself from putting up. I shut my eyes tighter, then I heard her voice. "Watch it. I want you to watch."

He caught my eye and chuckled lightly, noticing my confusion. “You’ve never heard of them, have you?” he asked, his voice carrying a knowing tone. I shook my head, feeling like an outsider. “No idea. What are they?” Kira, who had been unusually quiet, spoke up then. “The Winter Trials are a series of tests every year. They’re not exactly common knowledge among the first years.” She glanced at Sara, then back at me. “Every faction whether werewolves, werecats, vampires, or otherwise chooses their strongest members to participate. The trials are meant to test every aspect of skill, from strength to strategy, endurance, and even teamwork.”

He was covered in sensors, his body a map of surgical scars. "Subject 001: Emotional Resistance Test. Trial 4,502," a voice boomed from the walls, identical to the scientist from the probe. A holographic projection of a young woman—a woman who looked disturbingly like Scarlett—appeared in the cage with him. The teenage Caleb reached out, his eyes filled with hope. "Don't touch her, Caleb!" Scarlett screamed, but her voice was a ghost’s whisper in this memory. The moment their fingers met, the woman exploded into a thousand shards of data. A massive electrical discharge hit Caleb, racking his body with agony.

Gasps rippled through the crowd as everyone stopped to watch. Nathan groaned, clutching his face as he tried to push himself up. There was blood dripping from his lower lip. Coral stood frozen, her face drained of color. Favian looked down at Nathan, his expression cold and unyielding. “Be rude to her again,” Favian growled, “and you won’t be getting back up.”

I'll have someone pull up the footage right now and show you the proof that your mom is still alive. As he spoke, he pulled out his phone and made a call. "Hello, check the surveillance footage from the island that day, including the cruise ship's. And while you're at it, hire the best private investigator to track Camilla's mom down. Find her and bring her to me." It only took a moment before the video was sent to his device. Adrian opened the footage and checked each clip one by one. Then, he scoffed, shoving his phone in my face.

“Don’t start crying now, traitor…” He sneered. “Witches like you don’t die easily, we all know that.” Another leaned in close, spitting on my side. “Bet you’ll scream just like those rogue bastards we will be gutting in their sleep. Can’t wait to hear it.” I kept my head low, blinking away the sweat and smoke stinging my eyes. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry. Someone from the crowd screamed, “Let her feel what our Alpha felt!”

It was in an open circle in front of a huge tree trunk that was covered in vines shaped like hands reaching out hungrily toward them. Scar tried not to look around at the faces of the goblins gathered there, instead keeping her head high and staring straight ahead. She refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing her fear or her sadness. The gentle morning breeze carried the scent of flowers, and she breathed it in, trying to keep her heart from running out of her chest.

His gaze lingered on me, as if daring me to refuse. I could feel the fire tightening in my chest, not in fear, but in recognition. The Trial of Flame. Memories not entirely mine flickered at the edges of my mind—Ashara standing in a circle of fire, her hair a halo of embers, her voice screaming as walls of heat closed in. A trial that demanded more than strength; it demanded surrender, sacrifice, and the willingness to let the flame strip you bare.

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Please, she almost screamed. " Don't try to see me, or talk me out fo this. If I find you anywhere near me, you might regret it." He told her, glaring at her with cold, haughty eyes. Scarlett began panicking. She rushed up to him, trying to get him to stay but he only pushed her away. Without a backward glance, she saw him leave Her vision blurred, she didn't realize she was crying. Everything has been ruined. What kind of disaster is this!!!