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Another laughed as it forced its way down her throat and one after the other, they raided Margaret open body parts. Her blood splattered everywhere and her eyeballs rolled down the hill we were on. Collins grabbed the golden orb, and fled with it in his possession. I was transfixed but with time, too, I ran for my life and just like I have come to discover now, wolves have and always will be... Sacrificed. Once a year. And so shall it be till the end of day, none has been and none shall be able to break the cycle. Dear diary, armageddon can't be as gory as what I saw.

was all Lamont said. Duncan’s emotions grew more solemn. This meant whoever set it off would be sacrificing their life. What about the ritual? Would someone need to be close to make sure that the door would be well and truly sealed? “I was not told about this. None of my pack members will be sacrificed in this fashion. This is horrible,” he said immediately. “There is no other way,” Lamont said without a hint of remorse. “Sacrifices need to be made.” The silence in the room could be heard. “Meredith, if you would like to begin,” Lamont said finally, nodding his head in her direction.

"You said that I was just a human. You're right. I'm a human, and humans die. Estelle. Stop curing me." I bit my lips tightly. I could not leave her, I did not have the heart to let her die. "Go." I shook my head, crying as never in my life. I was tired of losing people. I was tired of this war. My brother was hurt, I had no idea of ​​the state in which Adrien was. The others kept fighting. The goddess Luna asked for a sacrifice to make favours. Ainsley had just sacrificed herself. It was time to charge in.

If you say so. You said Noah was involved in the sacrifice somehow. Hes a ballplayer, isnt he? Lawrence said, craning her neck toward the crowd just as Noah disappeared inside the amphitheater. He is, Chi said. Theres a lovely little ceremony--he raised a stone eyebrow--in which the winners guide the sacrifices into their next life. The winners kill the prisoners? Lawrence said quietly. They watched the crowd as it funneled into the amphitheater. Drumbeats sounded from within. The game was about to begin.

I yelled back. He growled and stormed out with Jake. I grabbed the ceremonial bowl from the box and the dagger. I grabbed the small mortar and pestle and the herbs I needed. "One of you, grind this." I said and left it down. Damon grabbed it and began to grind it as fast as he could. I opened the box and looked at the lambs. "I'm sorry but I need to take one of you." I said. I picked the white one. I was so terrified. I was about to sacrifice her. It's alright. I was born for this.

“To provide a brethren heir to mankind’s kingdom. Princess Tarragon is certainly that and the prophecy calls for a daughter…” “We have four,” Aurien replied, his tone soft. “Four lambs,” Leamoira continued. “But only one can make love’s sacrifice.” “What sacrifice?” Liera had risen to her feet, her hands clasping around Aurien’s strong forearm. The dragon lifted his arm over her and drew her to his side. They knew, I thought, what we all suspected. A lamb sacrifice meant only one thing to the lamb – death. “Seers are rarely wrong,” Aurien said, looking down at Liera. “The interpretation of their words, however, can be.”

It was more than I could ask of them and I was proud of my children for coming this far. “My Maidens.” I called forth as I stood behind the Dias. “The time is finally here. Tomorrow is the night of the Blood Moon, the night of the final sacrifice. Tonight, we go into war with our own kind. Do not be afraid of failure, my children; be afraid of what might happen if we do not succeed.” I picked up the final sacrifice; a lamb bone wrapped in cedar bark and leaves and placed it inside the bowl of moon water at the centre of the Dias.

In that moment, the library was swallowed by an impenetrable blackness, leaving no trace of the sacrifice that had just transpired. Mr. and Mrs. Brown rushed into the library, their hearts pounding with fear. They were shocked to find the room shrouded in an eerie silence, with no one in sight but Samantha, lying unconscious on the floor. The remnants of the ritual circle still glowed faintly, casting ominous shadows on the walls. Desperately, they searched for Agatha, calling her name, but found no trace of her. The grim realization dawned upon them: the sacrifice had been unsuccessful. Agatha was gone, and the demon would eventually return to claim its due.

She hissed, "I'm going back to New York to bring her back dead or alive." Vanessa's sobbing doubled, "Please have mercy. She's just a child. She doesn't know what she's doing." Shirley scoffed, "We agreed that since she is as powerless and useless as you are, you would make her join the circle and be under our protection but what have we gotten? This has been going on for years Vanessa. The coven is due for another sacrifice and either of you will have to become our lamb. Get out of my sight."

“Guess what, you’ll be the first of the six sacrifices.” “A sacrifice is always given of a goat, not of a tiger.” A new voice bombarded Hayden, Aloysius and all others turned to look at the voice when a flying hammer flew past Alyosius’s head and hit Ria in the face as she fell on the floor with a thud. Her lifeless eyes looked at the ceiling as Hayden looked wide-eyed.