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She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs. “Did he do anything else to you? Did he mention what drug he gave you?” 416 stopped growling but he didn’t say anything. It made her wonder if he could speak. The drug might be preventing him from doing more than making throat noises. Ellie knew she’d have to check him over, do it quickly, and think a way out of the mess she’d created by rushing to 416’s cell. The security cameras would have recorded her going into the room.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a hospital bed. Callum Pierce, my childhood friend, sat beside the bed. When he saw me wake up, joy lit up his face. "Stella." My whole body was still shaking violently. It felt as if I could still see those men touching me. Callum immediately held me as I lost control. "It's all right. I've already sent them to prison. "And I had those photos swapped out. Everything taken to the auction was edited fake material."

I step closer to the star, cut my hand, and place my bloodied palm on it. “Blood in, blood out. Blood of my blood will and shall always remain the keepers of the star. In this day, at this time, on this alignment, I promise—blood of a queen, blood of a hunter, and blood of the alpha—we promise to keep the natural order. We will fight for what is right and protect what must be protected. This is the promise of the new order.” The star grows brighter and brighter, forcing me to close my eyes. When I open them again, I find myself in a soft bed, warm and comfortable. I blink, disoriented, and realize I’m back in the castle, back in my body.

I prompted her. “Unless we can work out which one of us is cursed. If it isn’t the whole pack, we might be able to end the Eternal Winter by sending them away.” That was when the knock came. Foxy whined and burrowed under my jumper, poking his nose out of my sleeve. “I’ll get it,” offered Stephen. I looked down at Foxy, then back up at Stephen. “Thanks.” “It’s a bit late for a house call, isn’t it?” said Cin, cocking her head towards the front door.

Yet, there seemed to be no bullet fired. “The magazines are here.” Tyr lifted his hand, showing the clip in his hand. “I told you that your gun couldn’t kill me.” Foxy froze. It was like she had seen a ghost. Tyr had not only dodged her first bullet but also stole her magazine from right under her nose. She did not notice a single thing or even grasped when he had struck. The speed far exceeded Foxy’s understanding. “You can have it back.” Tyr did not show a shred of mercy. He slammed his palm to Foxy’s chest and the other to her mouth. In a blink of an eye, Tyr had already stuffed a handful of bullets into her mouth.

Foxy was in a dilemma, but she trusted Philip. “My people are in the fight this time, so there’s no point for you to stay here. Your comrades will only die in vain. I think you should order them to retreat for the time being and wait for my instructions. I’ll tell you what to do.” The two of them quickly discussed the next steps. Foxy finally decided to trust Philip. No matter what, they were in the same boat now. “In that case, I’ll order my beasts to return and assign them to other tasks.” After saying this, Foxy played her flute to order the beasts to return.

When Xyla heard this, she quickly walked to the door and tried to open it. However, that was when she realized it wouldn’t budge. Immediately after that, her phone switched off automatically. She had no idea her phone was switched off. Xyla continued to hold her phone against her ear as she tried to open the door… However, it was as if something was holding the door in place. She couldn’t open it no matter what. Xyla instantly felt something was amiss. She believed that the nine-tailed fox must be intentionally torturing her by not allowing her to leave the room.

Byeol stood with her hands on her hips, Sasha standing by her side as the two marched over and shielded Luna from him. Hearing the footsteps of a third person, Jian stepped out onto the balcony. "Foxy, why did you run away? All I asked for was your number!" Jian looked like a poor kicked puppy, eyes locked onto Sasha, who clicked her tongue in annoyance. "For the last time, playboys are not my type! So why don't you and your creepy friend here back off and leave before I make you leave!" Sasha confidently stepped forward, popping her knuckles, showing that she was not messing around.

"It's far more precious than the one I gave Amara!" I looked at him. Then, right in front of him, I tossed the crystal to a silver fox at my feet. The little fox snatched it in its mouth and ran off. "No—" Darian let out a desperate howl. "The only thing I want," I said coldly, "is for you to get the hell off my lands." Darian collapsed to the ground, completely broken. Just then, a commotion started outside the barrier. "Darian! Darian!" A ragged figure came stumbling toward him.