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Marcus´s expression softens; he gives me an incredulous look. “Then this means that you´re...” “I´m a descendant of the Five.” “Whose bloodline?” “Silas, the First.” “So, you´re that wolf.” “What do you mean? Do you know who I am?” “There have been whispers that a witch named Stella Dubois had attained immortality, only to be killed by the descendant of the First Wolf immediately afterwards. That was you, wasn´t it?” “They say I´m the descendant of the First Wolf, although I have no recollection of who I am, let alone killing that witch.”

He can't be here! What the men sang was A Thousand Years by Christina Perri. After a while, all the lights were turned on, and I saw that Wade's group were the ones singing. Who? Who among them has the same voice as him? I am referring to the mysterious guy. If you think I already know who the mysterious guy really is, you are right. I have known who he is since the day I remembered my past. He is the reason why I am in the world of mortals. He is also the reason why I am separated from my family and friends. But even so, I could not get angry with him because he was also a part of my life. He became a part of my past. "What we sang was for the women we love so much!" Wade shouted, and every

Shaking her head, all while still laughing, she wiped the tears that had formed in the corner of her eyes, saying, “I have no idea what is going on.” On the screen, the cars were retreating and the Wright family seemed to be conniving in a huge family mansion. Each of them, contributed, singing the lyrics of the song. ~ ”I'm gonna marry her anyway (Marry that girl) marry her anyway (Marry that girl) no matter what you say (Marry that girl) and we'll be a family” ~ In the next scene, Kaleb’s Knight XV was driving back to the Barnes mansion for another attempt. Everyone awaited how it will turn out now, especially since the song was about to end!

She sang and as she did, tears began to flow down her cheeks as more memories of Circe bringing her child into the world leaked into mine. "When you'll wake. . . I will be there to hold your hands. . ." She went on and her teeth began to clatter as her memories flooded my head. I saw the way the baby was taken away from her. I saw the way she was dragged to the centre where she was to be executed. "You'll be fine . . .so long as you have me to hold your hands. . ." She sang. This time, I saw her dead family, the witches scattered across the snow as their blood painted the earth red.

Their mates, their children, their children’s children—all of them, a vast, endless family. ‎ ‎The crowd began to sing—the old song Rex and I had danced to, passed down through generations, its melody woven into lullabies and anthems alike. Voices rose, thousands upon thousands, wolves and humans and kin beyond, a chorus that shook the earth and touched the stars. ‎ ‎Lumina stepped down from the platform, placing her small hand on our stones. The light in her palm glowed, merging with the earth, with the roots, with us. ‎ ‎“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice carrying to us across the veil. “For everything.”

It turned my stomach to see my ancestors listed like assets on a balance sheet. "Venus was the first," I said, a sharp, bitter lump forming in my throat that made it hard to swallow. "And every single generation since then has been a repeat of the same sick cycle. You’re the wolf that needs to be settled, and I’m the cage that holds you together. That’s the 'Venus' legacy, Darius. It’s not a psychic loop or a soulmate bond. It’s a parasitic relationship that’s been draining my family to keep yours sane for a hundred years."

The light from the necklace evolves once more, and this time, the images that the young man said to me as Lubricks aren't present instead, there's this light moving like full of stars in a greyish surrounding. After pausing for a moment, the young man continues, "But then, it's only making me interested because that land doesn't exist anymore. For the Wiccer, who created us and will soon destroy us, once made their colony on that territory. He is the only descendant and yet he manages to give that to you. You must be something he held dear, Sol.”

“Are you trying to make a mockery of me? Everyone knows Eleni can’t conceive and adopting a child is out of the question.” “A child will be conceived, inheriting both bloodlines that will course through its veins. The most important factor is that the child will be produced from your DNA. Unquestionably, no one will deny your child anything, Wicked.” “I just want what was promised to me when I was born. I have always held her flame in my heart, hoping that she would one day return, and we would rule this fucking world together. But then you got your hands on her first, making her fall in love with you and tainting her forever.”

“She is the answer.” “What do you mean?” Damian felt uneasy upon hearing Evenora’s words. “This woman here is the first witch. She is the best of the best, the strongest, the one who has control over everything. Once before, us witches even have a land for ourselves, it was the land she had concurred and all humans respected us.” Damian was still unsettled and he knew it was because the woman in the painting had the same exact face as Belle. “But as beautiful as she is, she is also greedy,” responded Evenora. “She believed she has everything in control and she did. But she forgot that once she died, no one can exert the same control as she does.”

Great-great-great-great-grandchildren played around its roots while our many descendants stood with us. I reached out with my power and touched the earth. There was nothing left of the old darkness. Only rich, peaceful soil and new life remained. “You are gone,” I whispered. “And we remain.” As the sun set, painting Thornwood in brilliant gold and crimson, we gathered on the highest battlements. Our descendants spread out below us, laughing and alive. I stood between my three mates, their arms around me, the bond humming with warmth, strength, and everlasting peace. “I was sent here to be your dirty secret,” I said, voice thick with emotion. “The Omega meant to end the Cursed Alphas. Instead