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When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

he repeatedly murmured, shaking his head. As he painfully recalled the previous events, he said, "T-That day, she was sleeping on the couch. I was worried she'd catch a cold, so I covered her with a blanket." Cinder let out a heavy sigh. "The wolfsbane in Luna Maeve's body had long since ravaged her body. She was even struggling to stand on her feet just days before she died. "The meat stew in your kitchen was boiled dry, Alpha Magnus. Luna Maeve is meticulous, so she couldn't have forgotten to turn off the stove. She wasn't asleep.

The pack's forensic specialist pulled on isolation gloves, crouched, and began the preliminary examination. Within minutes, they stood back up, their face ashen. "Time of death exceeds forty-eight hours. The core organs are burned out, drained completely by the mark overloading." "Mark Enhancement had been pushed to the lethal threshold. The host was already deceased before the Trials began. Every action taken after that point was the Submission Mark driving a dead body." The statement went out through every recording crystal that was still running, directly into the pack's live communication network. The "genius first-ranked warrior" that the whole pack had been celebrating minutes ago was

Cold and dead that made me have instant cold and so nervous. “You're sparring with me, if your back hit the ground, we'll go all over again!” He ordered and the arena went silent as a grave yard. I gulped hard and stared at him to look for any hint of unseriousness but he was serious. “She's going to die today, I bet she made him angry.” I heard that murmur, sharper than anything. “She's fighting with death, hehe, I told you it would only be a matter of time when he realizes how useless and worthless she is! Only Beta Raven can be up against the Alpha!” Another cried and I gulped hard.

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

" It turned out that during the fight, she had felt it when her mate was injured. She had then rushe there, and right before her eyes, she had witnessed it as a rogue killed him." "The battle was almost over. He had sustained injuries, and yet, he could have survived. But just as he was about to retreat, a victorious smile plastered on her lips, a rogue, who had been supposedly dead, attacked, driving a sharp dagger into his spine, and it went ahead and killed itself." " Totally broken, your mother had witnessed everything. She had heard your father's soul-breaking final cries, she had witnessed it as he drew his final breath. And as his body went cold when death claimed his soul, she had hi

He is the one I want to grow old with. Then he is silent. He is gone. I feel his last breath leave his body. I watch him die and feel my heart shatter. I look up at Adam. He is still. Sabrina is, too. She is standing there, smiling. She is enjoying this. Sadness sweeps over me. I never thought this would happen. Never. Never in a million years. I am the alpha's mate. And he just died in my arms.

She was going to have a field day on A****n picking out super amazing stuff for Dino. Meredith looked up at Brayden’s smile. It was warm and satisfying as though he had just been wrapped in the warmest, softest blanket and given the best cup of hot chocolate in existence and told he could make a wish and it had come true. She may not like this man in front of her but his smile was captivating and looked delicious. For some reason she wanted to taste it. Just for a fleeting moment she had a desire to taste him. She shook her head and remembered what he wished for, her. His wish had come true. She had agreed. And for some reason she felt the need to repeat it. “I agree to My Death Contract.” A

He extends a hand, pulling the blonde one up with ease. “And that’s why he’s my beta,” the white-haired one says with a wry smile. “Z is a fricking beast.” Z. They walk out of frame and the vision fractures. I see flashes now. The day my parents died. Zach. Maven. And me—playing under sunlight. Wolves howling. A call to war. Screams. Chains. Blood. So much blood. A voice whispers through the chaos: “It’s time. Go to him.”

“You couldn't kill her swiftly before; you didn't kill her quickly for a reason. Don't know what kind of sick spell you were casting before, but killing my mate now won't save your life, witch.” Bitter laughter escaped her. “At least you'll watch your love die as I was forced to watch mine, killed by your hands!” I pressed harder on the shield, feeling it break. “The war takes lives. People die,” I stated coldly, my eyes on the witch. Her hand trembled as she snarled, “You should have died, not him!”