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Suddenly she heard him curse under his breath before running over to join her behind another piece of furniture. "They're armed,” whispered Romero urgently as soon as he joined her and her heart raced as she watched Romero intently, his gaze fixed outside. She knew he was taking every precaution to keep her safe but it didn't ease the nagging fear in her gut. Who was watching them? And why? Suddenly, a hail of bullets shattered through the window and ricocheted off the wall behind them. Scarlett shrieked and ducked beneath the sofa while Romero returned fire, unleashing swift rounds at their attackers.

Then, she snatched my phone before throwing herself to the ground and deliberately wounded herself. I was horrified and tried to grab her. "Don’t do anything stupid with your life!" She responded with a twisted grin before intentionally twisting her ankle. While we were tangled together, Luther broke into the scene. Even now, I could hear his ruthless rebuke echoing in my ears. "You are evil through and through, Amaranth. Are you not going to give Reya a chance to live at least?" My harrowing screams were the only sound left in the room after that. Everyone watched in horror as the footage ended with me being burnt alive. Even Reya was frightened by the horrifying display. Luther clenched th

Even in the eyes of Morgan and Morgana, there was less gloom and more light. The viewing screen exploded again: 【They're setting off fireworks?! During the blood moon trial?!】 【I must be hallucinating...】 【Moon Goddess above, this scene is so weird, but it's also somehow... moving?】 【These are terrifying beings with blood on their hands! Now they're actually gathered together watching fireworks?!】 【Serina, what on earth have you done to them?】 Looking at my family beside me, feeling this incredible warmth that had grown in this desperate situation, my heart was filled with a bittersweet and overwhelming emotion.

Snow had fallen overnight, covering the ground in white. It wouldn’t stay clean for long. “Three trials. Combat, strategy, and leadership. Pass two out of three, you’re Beta. Fail two, you’re out.” He looked at me like I was already out. “Begin.” *Trial 1: Combat* First opponent: Darek. Scar Eye. The beta who tried to drag me back two weeks ago. He stepped into the ring with a grin, rolling his shoulders. “You think one lucky hit makes you a warrior, mutt?”

* "*—there will be no negotiation. No treaty. Only FIRE. Until nothing remains but ash.*" Luna pulled her hands back. Gasping. The connection severed. The Scorchmark went dark. But the heat lingered. As did her father's words. *Save both.* *Or watch everything burn.* Luna stood. Turned. Found Orion, Rhea, Scar, and Seris staring. They had heard nothing. Seen only Luna kneeling on black glass, glowing with demonic light. "What happened?" Orion demanded. Luna looked at him. At his beloved face. At the tether connecting them.

A wave of heat slammed through my body. Visions flashed: me choking Kael, burning Riven, screaming at Thorne. I screamed back. “No!” Fire erupted from my chest in all directions. The illusions shattered. And the flames bent back toward me. Not to kill. To bow. Second Trial: Passed. I barely had time to breathe before the final test began. The firewall rose ten feet high, then dropped suddenly. The air turned cold. It was so cold I could see my breath. Then, the possessed Elder stepped forward.

“The official commencement of the Trials of Heirs has now begun. To mark this moment and give our contestants a bit of luck, our pack’s Alpha, Alpha Vaerith, will light the Torch and officially start the prestigious Trials of Heirs. Alpha Vaerith and all the authorities of this pack wish the seventy-two participants the very best of luck.” It was a massive stadium, big enough for over 100,000 people, with seats and viewing spots everywhere. The stands were completely packed even the VIP and commoner sections were overflowing. Werewolves from all over the world had shown up to watch the Trials. All seventy-two of us looked up toward the royal dome. Dressed in navy and gold, representing his p

The rider felt fear so deep his hands that gripped the handlebars shook intensely, he just couldn't bear the thought of losing her. The flames were blazing as Scar dismounted his bike in a hurry, the rest of the riders were close behind him and were picking up Myers without a second thought, leaving Scar to search the lot for his girl. Men and woman stood looking at the flames in sadness, some with tears in their eyes but that didn't phase Scar. He needed to know where she was. Though, that was when Scar took a good luck at the great inferno. It was Lani's shop.

His legs trembled and then, slowly, he dropped to his knees. His eyes went wide with shock. "Impossible." "Rise," I said. He stood up and he looked at the other representatives. "She is real. The power is real." The representatives nodded and they looked at me, impressed. But Flair was not done. "The second trial is the Trial of Healing. Selvara must heal a mortal wound." One of Flair's warriors stepped forward. He pulled out a knife and without hesitation, cut deep into his own arm and blood poured out.

Blue huffed, curling protectively around me, her eyes glowing with worry. “Yeah, I know,” I whispered, resting a trembling hand on her scales. “One trial down, all thanks to you. Two to go. Someone please tell the universe I deserve a nap.” The ground pulsed again, three orbs still circling, waiting. The second one flared red. “Trial of Strength begins.” And I laughed, tired, broken, and furious. “Bring it on.” The second orb hovered above me, pulsing a dangerous crimson. Heat radiated from it like an open furnace, and before I could blink, the forest was gone again.