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one of them said. Una stared blankly for a moment. “Where do all of you even hear these stories?” The faeries exchanged innocent looks. “We love gossips! Are you aware that mate bond is so rare that when one gets one, the entire realm will know.” “Yes, that’s right!” another admitted proudly. Una laughed genuinely. “I had no idea.” One of the younger phoenix smiled brightly at her. “You laugh prettier than the rumors said. We’re rooting for you, Lady Una. We’re from the Phoenix Clan, I’m Fen and these are my sisters Niksi and Anka.”

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

To refresh your memory and better understand this chapter, I suggest you read chapter 32 of volume one, titled Claudia Jeanne Olivia Who is the girl?, he pondered, as his brows furrowed, the Ancients weren't creatures with much interest in creatures, except those from the underworld, from hell. The place of their mysterious origin. Throughout his existence, he had only witnessed the ancients show interest in a single creature, Jared Donovan. It was an interest with selfish benefits and desire

"Laura, please don't do this." "Run!" The command didn't sound human. It sounded like stones grinding together in the dark. But there was no exit. The walls were closing in, the shadows stretching as she grew, turning the room into a cage of darkness. I watched her disappear beneath the beast. She didn't just change; she surged into the creature of my father's old, forbidden journals: the Lycanis Arcanum. A nightmare of obsidian fur and lethal, silent grace. It was a predator designed to erase wolves from the earth, a god of the hunt that made my human heart feel like a fragile piece of glass.

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

Our fingers intertwined, a silent promise of support and love. "We're surrounded by beauty, both in nature and the beauty in front of whom everything turns dull," I whispered, my eyes locked on Arcane's. She got all shy and her cheeks were a shade of crimson. "Damn it! You will be the death of me." I whispered. Arcane was perhaps in a mood of teasing me tonight, her hand went straight to my crotch and I inhaled sharply, "We are in front of our parents. So, behavre." She said sternly.

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

Danial shook his head and said," I don't much about the arcane array all I know is that it doesn't let individuals with cultivation exceeding Mortal Level or in your case Foundation Level. On top of that, I was informed today that there were cultivators who tried to enter into the periphery of the ancient ruin through the arcane array but not only they were unsuccessful they were severely hurt." Maria was the one who told him the news while training. Balthazar, with an intense look, interjected, "You mentioned an arcane array, how big is this arcane array?" Danial shook his head, his uncertainty evident. "I don't know much about the arcane array. All I know is that it doesn't let individuals

ARC 3 - OTHERWORDLY HUNGER TRIGGER WARNING: This arc contains explicit sexual themes, supernatural elements including tentacle-based fantasy content, and breeding kink. It is intended for mature readers only. Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores desire without restraint. ------ We had been walking through the dark tunnels for hours. My boots went dug deep into the waters. The flashlight in my hand shook a little because my heart was beating fast. We had been doing this for years yet I still sucked.

It was just one night that I submitted to her seduction. Oh my God, that pussy was so sweet, as a fucking nectar, I just couldn't resist. And now what? I am cursed to be a beast for eternity. People are dying because I was too weak to resist dipping my bloody wick in the illegitimate daughter of Noosha and Arcanus. Arcanus is more or less harmless. He is a warlock king from the Thessalian tribe of Lapiths in Larissa.