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The rogue grits out. Killian then slashes the knife down on the rogue’s shoulder, cutting through the skin and muscle. The rogue can’t hold back the scream of pain, and it shakes the dungeon causing dust to fall from the ceiling. “Why are you coming onto MY pack territory?” My father asks, having just picked up the syringe of wolfsbane. The knife wound may hurt, but wolfsbane is something that will feel like a thousand suns burning through your skin, roasting your skin from the inside out. The rogue casts a weary glance at the syringe my father is holding in his hand.

I felt my fangs become itchy as they extruded. I bit his hand so hard, it drew blood and the metallic taste filled my mouth. “Shit. She bit me.” He groaned in pain, pulling out his hand. “Somebody help! Luca, save me!!!” “Shut–” Vemon paused. He felt it. A calm and peaceful sensation came like a wind. It was as though the gods of the woods heard my voice. “Fuck, he's coming. Leave her now.” Venom ordered as he got off me. But the next moment, he was blown away and he hit a tree and dropped to the floor, groaning in pain.

I pondered. “Yes. You were given a second chance, Janet.” That calm familiar voice came up again. “You…” I trailed off. “Yes, it’s me. Your unnamed wolf and I’m still with you.” It said. “So, after what Steven and Pamela did to me, I was given a second chance?” I smirked, feeling annoyed and excited at the same time. “This is interesting but I’m never going to fall again, I can’t wait to see their faces on that day. I will never be a fool for so-called love again.” I gnashed my teeth while clenching my fist.

The company’s reputation had plummeted, and within months, it had been swallowed by a competitor. Tapping the screen, I went through more of his work. Something about it unsettled me. Suddenly , memories of perhaps what I knew about his personal life glared at me. I couldn’t quite place the exact story I had heard about him in the past. But it felt like I knew who he was. Author’s Note: Revenge After Rebirth: No Longer Yours, Ex! Will be updated at least 4 to 5 times a week. Please do well to add to your library so whenever a new chapter is updated, you will be notified. Happy reading!!

"You're pretty damn lucky! I set a venomous snake on you and even took your antivenom, but you still didn't die! "Why won't you just die? Die already! Die!"

He asked this question quite slowly but lethally that was burning my heart. Just like I expected, he is not the person I saw years ago. His years are dark just like his soul. Venom was filling up inside me just by looking at his face. After what he had done, I want him gone. "Definitely better than you Azvameth," I replied but he kept smirking.

“Listen to me, when Nora moved into the territory, with her face destroyed, Xander demanded I make a few of these with his venom mixed inside.” “Oh, great, so not only is it my venom,” I growl, completely vexed by the situation and Drew’s silence. “Why aren’t you more concerned about this?” I demand to know from my boyfriend. Keeping his focus on Elle, he begins rattling off questions, remaining analytical. The calm Beta I had met slowly returning, the more secure we have become in our budding relationship. “What’s the ratio?” He asks, of venom? “Ninety-seven-three,” she replies, “ninety percent is Xanders venom, seven percent yours, and three percent is a special blend of antibodies that th

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

“Don’t get too angry or violent. Remember, you’re not entirely treated yet. That Ashen Venom reacts very well to intense violence and rage.” I turned slightly, smirking. “You exaggerate everything, Shawn. I didn’t lose control when I went to rescue Lior.” “That was different,” he replied instantly. “You were acting on protection instincts, not bloodlust. You weren’t trying to kill. You were trying to save your boy.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re insufferable.” He didn’t smile. “The venom reacts to instincts rooted in domination, violence, and power,” he continued. “That’s what this meeting is about. Don’t forget that.”

The illusion my venom created was always tailored to the victim’s fears or the immediate surroundings, a seamless patch over the torn fabric of their reality. Checking one last time to ensure we were truly alone, I made my move. My speed was a blur, a gust of wind. Her scream was a choked gasp as I dragged her into the nearest alleyway, my fangs sinking deep into the warm, pliant skin of her jugular. My venom entered her as her blood glided, hot and soothing, over my tongue and down my throat. It was a balm, extinguishing the fire of my need. The first taste was always the most potent—a dizzying rush of life, of fleeting human emotions: sorrow, panic, and beneath it all, a resilient flicker