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In our new world—people didn’t follow rules anymore—they follow their instincts. Now, time was not on my side, and I was about to run out of gas, and here we were, still in the middle of nowhere while Colt was fighting for his life. “Colton!” I checked him up again. My heart was hammering in my chest. He was shaking—it only had been a few hours since we left the cabin, but he was already bleeding to death. I had never felt so much pain that hurt through my bones to watch him on the brink of his death.

My mother screamed—the correct reaction. “What the fuck?” Sara, my sister, gasped as she walked into the room and squatted next to our father. A large puddle of blood had formed by his face, seeping out from his mouth and nostrils. She pulled a dart out of his arm and smelled it. “Wolfsbane,” she said. “How ironic,” I responded. “What?” She looked at me, confusion on her face. “Well, it was his idea to use wolfsbane darts in battle. It’s pretty ironic that that’s how he dies in the end, eh?”

Lucifer Lana’s form wavers before me as she watches her sister begin to plummet. I try to reach Fallon and Bree, but The Creator pulls them away. To my surprise, Lana catches Bree before she could fall and flies her to a safer spot. I don’t know what made her save Bree, but I don’t question it as I stab at the Creator’s talon and manage to seize Fallon from his hold. “Fallon,” I call to him as I desperately try to heal his wound. “I'm fine…” he sputters weakly as blood pours from his lips, “…he missed my heart.”

The girl inhaled deeply before closing her eyes as she focused on the flow of magic in her veins. She wasn't surprised because as an overthinker she had expected him to torment her after all he found out where she lived. The last few months were peaceful without him but now as he found her how could he let her live in peace? After all, it was Hunter Colt who has made it his mission to torture Silvia on baseless claims. His amusement washed away when he saw her ignoring him. Hunter quietly sat on the bench in front of her. They were on the porch as the rays of sunlight kissed her skin. That caramel dusty skin glowed like a mixture of glitter and gold as he watched her quietly.

Wolfgang raised the corner of his lips, and he approached Selina. When their faces were only ten centimeters apart, Wolfgang stopped moving. "you aren't human." Selina was see-through by Wolfgang, and her heart suddenly beat faster than usual. She didn't know why she was discovered, but she better not tell the truth. "Why am I not human?" Wolfgang saw that she was still stubbornly denying it, so he did not hesitate to take out the knife he always carried. Selina was also taken by surprise by Wolfgang's actions. He took a knife and cut himself into the flesh of his arm. But the strange thing was that the wound quickly returned to normal as if it had never happened.

“It only happened when I asked them to help me see Cristine.” Amy nodded slowly. “Makes sense. You’re taking in too much of their energy to open your inner eye to other entities. And for some reason, that’s knocking you out every time.” “Meaning no more asking for extra sight,” the Haunter Supreme decreed, and waited for me to face him. “Promise you won’t do it again.” I nodded with a weary smile. “Okay, off of me, all of you. I’m fine.”

I stepped out of the shadows and walked toward him, one slow step at a time. My mate was still lying on the ground. Her breathing was weak, and blood stained her face. Even through the pain, her eyes stayed fixed on me. “Let the girl go, and I won’t hurt you,” I said quietly, my voice cold. “I don’t want to interfere in human—” I stopped myself before I said too much. I almost exposed who I really was. “Get the hell off my property!” He shouted. As if to challenge me, he grabbed my mate’s arm and yanked her across the ground again.

He knew I hated it, but Zane thrived on getting on people’s nerves. Without another glance, I tossed the towel aside and strode naked to pick my briefs. “You still haven’t answered us. Are you sure you weren’t the one who froze time? If not, shouldn’t we worry about who had such a terrifying ability?” Colt’s voice cut through the air. My lips twitched. I knew those gunmen had nothing, and the only person immune to my power was Celeste. She was there too, and yes, my suspicion was her. I wasn’t foolish enough not to see she was more than she pretended to be.