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The figure lunged. Instinct kicked in. Evelyn’s hands flared with crimson light, her bloodline power igniting. The figure screamed, dissipating into smoke. Her breath hitched. She had done it. But the Labyrinth was merciless. Another shadow appeared, and then another, each feeding on her fear, forcing her to harness her power with precision. She realized quickly that brute strength alone wouldn’t work; she had to understand the rhythm of her bloodline, the flow of energy that Lucien had hinted at, and the grounding presence of Elias.

He asked and Megan shook her head in negation. "Mother, who is Blair?" Megan asked and the matron looked away. "Blair was my girlfriend. And she was killed by your mother here." Beta Hogan fumed, pointing at the matron. Megan swallowed. She knew her mother was a killer, but hearing that her mother killed the Beta's girlfriend weakened her, and she looked down. "Why are you making it look like she was the first person to die? The matron snapped all of a sudden and Beta Hogan's eyes darkened.

“Do you want to tell her, or should I?” Mimi shook her head, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “Dylan, please don’t do this—” “She deserves to know,” Dylan interrupted sharply. He turned back to Mia, his expression softening just slightly. “Mia, the reason they’re after you is because of your bloodline. You’re more connected to this world than you realize.” “My bloodline?” Mia repeated, her voice rising. She felt like the ground beneath her had been yanked away. “What the hell are you talking about? I’m just—”

Rhea, dying in a pool of her own blood, had watched the entire scene. A bitter, mocking smile touched her lips. "The Bloodline Recall has a fatal flaw. It automatically stops when the deceased's memories are too traumatic. It stopped when she still had a sliver of hope. Father, do you have any idea what kind of hell she went through after that?" Kaelan was silent, his fists clenched so tightly he forgot Lilith's hand was still in his, nearly crushing her fingers.

Filled with rage, Megan swiftly emerged from her hiding spot and rushed towards them. "Do you think you've won?!" she yelled, causing both of them to halt. "What's wrong with you, Megan?" Damon questioned, looking at her as if she had lost her mind. However, Megan ignored him and kept her gaze fixed on Maisie. "I promise you, once I find Belinda and bring her back, I'll give her the honor of killing you!" she declared with a smack before turning to leave. "What's gotten into her?" Damon wondered, staring at her until she disappeared from sight.

Meg hadn’t allowed herself to shed a single tear for either Bertram or her mother, and she was hopeful that Ezra would get what he had coming to him, though he swore he was innocent. Her uncle’s suicide note had confessed to the poisoning of Henry Westmoreland nearly fifteen years prior, and he said he’d acted alone. Meg pushed those thoughts aside and refused to take part in any discussion whenever it came up. She knew the truth—her mother had killed her father—and thanks to her uncle, she’d never pay for it. She liked to think Mildred would be tortured forever at the thought of what she’d done to her husband, but Meg knew her mother wasn’t capable of feeling regret. If she were going to fe

He didn’t draw the line when he met his sister-in-law either. No wonder Miles couldn’t keep his eyes off Angelica when he was alive. He took it from the scumbag we had the displeasure of calling our father. Speaking of Autumn being the golden child, it didn’t seem likely for her to kill him. Unless there was something huge in it for her. “Meghan’s death didn’t fit the Angel of Death’s MO.” He observed. “I know a way to draw her out.” I smiled. “How?” He glanced at me, clearly not liking whatever idea I had in mind. He was looking at me like he was ready to say no. He wouldn’t be entirely wrong, it was not a good idea to seek someone who had so much interest in killing my family.

"I shouldn't be the one you should be trying to kill, is Axton, Did you know he was the one who killed your Dad?" Megan's eyes widened. "Yes Megan, Axton was the one who killed your dad. Why do you think he wanted to send you back to Australia? It's because he discovered you're the daughter of the man he killed years ago in his traumatized state" Ambrosia said. **** Axton sighed as he kept calling Megan, but she wasn't picking, he was about to call her again, when Megan entered his suite. "Heart bug, where have you... Axton was cut short, because Megan pointed a gun at him, as tears kept falling down her eyes.

, I shouted at him and continued to speak with a sneer, " The doctors have confessed everything to me. You have faked all those medical reports. Nothing has gone wrong with your body. You just wanted to force your decisions on me. Grandpa, I get the fact that the Mitchells were using me for their benefits. But what about you? Are you really my own blood?" His expression sank quickly, a hurt look crossing across his eyes. He didn't expect me to blame the bloodline that we were carrying. If it wasn't for the blood, I would have finished him long back. I pressed the record button, Cassendra and her father's voice echoed behind the scene. Naturally, the two were discussing how to kill off my son

Zane’s pov; For a moment, I wondered if I’d heard wrong. But when she spoke, I realized that I hadn’t imagined not. He had actually said that. “Explain,” she demanded. He looked as though he was having fun as he spoke. “Sheila’s bloodline didn’t end when she vanished. It broke instead.” I narrowed my eyes on him. “Vanished?” Was this some kind of game? “She didn’t die,” he said. “Not completely.”