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I muttered under my breath. Because what had I expected? That Draven Blackthorn— Alpha and warlord, emotionally unavailable, terrifyingly controlled man would suddenly decide he liked me? Me. A Thornshade healer who couldn’t even feel her own wolf anymore. Who’d lost her magic. I shook my head, stepping into the infirmary as warm herbs filled my nose. “I need something strong enough to knock me unconscious,” I called out. Astra didn’t even acknowledge me. She just continued mixing the strange glowing mixture she was stirring. I guess that was what was scenting up the entire atmosphere.

I cock up a brow though I know he can't see me. "You say the weirdest shit, Enzo," Silas dramatically gags on the other line. "I'm calling to see if you still intend to make it tonight." Of course, the Northern Sin. I look down at my watch and see it's already past 7 pm. The Northern Sin is the only club The Black Rose officially owns. It's licensed and shit. Only, behind the scenes, the majority of our business takes place there. Especially the drugs. We have filthy rich regular customers, competitors, and enemies fill the tables and dance floors every night.

Chapter 9: Astra Research Institute The sky over Valenfort tonight was thick as ash. No stars. No moon. Only black smoke rising from the southern district, where the Crimson Pact had lured the Hunters away with a staged explosion. Evelyn adjusted her electric rifle, her voice cold and focused. “Seven minutes to infiltrate, twelve to extract. Astra’s system uses blood recognition no one bleeds in there, understood?” Kael nodded. Behind them, Selene checked her reflective armor, while two human agents installed signal-jamming devices.

As though trying to decide whether kindness was still possible. Finally... She lowered her hand. The black vines loosened. One by one... They unwound from Astar's body before retreating into the frozen earth. The blossoms disappeared with them. Astar collapsed onto his knees. Heaving. His face had become ghostly white. He clutched the snow beneath him with shaking hands. For a long moment... No one moved. No one breathed. Grey wanted to run to Maya. To pull her safely behind Stormfang's living walls.

I heard Flora might tag along and get some distance from the place where her mate gave his life for her. “Are you ready, angel?” I ask Astra. She looks gorgeous in her black dress, black stockings and black high heels. Her hair is braided back and held together with a dark silver hair band. She nods, taking a deep breath. “As ready as I'll ever be.” She answers, taking my hand as we leave our room. On the stairs we run into Jenna and Flora who are on their way down talking quietly. Jenna pauses when she sees us, opens her arms and hugs Astra close. She kisses her daughter’s cheek and nods to me with a somber expression. I nod back, my hand on the small of Astra’s back, so she can feel I am s

There’s bloodroot for strengthening bonds between mates, nightshade for fever reduction in our kind, and dozens of others whose scents mingle in the morning air. Astra kneels beside one of the beds, her hands in the soil, her simple dress protected by a worn apron. Her dark hair is pulled back in a practical braid, and there’s dirt under her fingernails. She looks up when she hears my approach, a genuine smile crossing her face. “Alpha Kieran,” she says, standing and brushing off her hands. “Thank you for coming.” I find myself admiring the garden again, the careful attention evident in every thriving plant.

“You’re not supposed to be coughing up black goo.” Peggy watched the black drip from her aunt’s nose, her heart thudding in her chest. The black goo didn’t look like blood or mucus, and it had a strong smell… A smell of… “Turpentine,” Peggy whispered. “It’s ok, I’m not a rogue yet,” Astrea said, taking deep breaths. “I looked too closely at something. I was looking into the stars with the help of a friend and… It tried to separate me from the moon goddess.”

The sky was no longer beautiful for Green at the time, Green was a companion of cold and dark. Till she got a speck of light Alta given, he accompanied Green through the darkest parts of life, Alta gave her the assurance that nothing was certain but death. Alta made Green slowly rised from the ashes and out of the blues. The support from Alta has kept Green that strong until now. Her first meeting with Alta, who was her high school friend, was the beginning for Green to look back at the world she had when it was not all right.