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His head snapped up the second we arrived. His eyes glowing, inhuman, and pure white fire locked on me. “Violet,” he rasped, voice broken. Then he staggered to his feet, wings trembling, stormfire pouring off him in waves hot enough to blister the air. Dax set me down gently, but I was already running, bare feet on molten glass, pain forgotten, heart pounding so hard I thought it would shatter. “Riven!” He met me halfway, catching me as I launched myself at him. His arms crushed me to his chest, wings folding around us both like a cage of lightning and shadow.

Alpha Winston growls out, looking at me in distaste, "That is not true, we heard about the way she attacked the rogues when they trespassed the Silvan pack. People say she bursted in flames, she—" "I was one of those rogues, actually, so I think I know better than you. I mean, if all your information is hearsay," River interrupts him, his almost rude tone making Rem's jaw clench, "So, listen, we've been testing her. And after we saw the way her fire acts, we started digging and found this." Everyone looks as River pulls something out of his back pocket. It's a page from and old book with the Mother Flame prophecy. He told me he'd pull it out at some point, so I'm not surprised.

Then—an explosion. The fire surged, twisting unnaturally, moving with purpose, as though it were alive. A wave of heat slammed into me. I turned my body, shielding the child as I rolled out of the way, the flames licking at my back. Pain flared, sharp and searing. My wolf howled in agony, but I clenched my teeth. I could heal. The child couldn’t. The fire withdrew as quickly as it had come. I forced myself to my feet, gripping the girl tightly in my arms.

I close my eyes, jump backward, and fall off the side of our city in the sky, Caelum. The air drags me through an abyss of grey. I close my eyes, a tear ripped from my face by whipping wind. I can never go home again. Spreading my wings open with a snap, I let the wind catch me as I break free of the clouds. The vast, dark expanse of the desert below sprawls endlessly before me. It takes only minutes before my feet touch the sand, wind chilling my toes through my sandals. It really wasn’t that long a fall at all.

I felt my wings preparing to come out while the fire in me slipped through my skin. I touched everything, setting it on fire. The rage within me motivated me to take action, and I didn‘t spare anything in my cabin. I lit everything that could catch fire. I used the clothes on the floor as kindling and spread them throughout the cabin. The flames rose quickly and engulfed the walls in no time. I stood inside the living room while everything sparkled with fire around me.

Her facial features are hard as she stands there watching my idiot of an ex try to stop his bloody nose, incorrectly might I add. I think she broke his nose. "You'll pay for this, Kingsbury" he says with a glare before throwing me a disgusted look and stomping off Aurelia quickly turns to face me but continues to remain emotionless as she examines me for any injuries. "How is your wrist?" She asks after she's done examining my arm I move my wrist back and forth only feeling a dull pain. "It's fine," I reply She nods her head. "Thank you for helping me" I say

Stripes. Burning across my body like fire. The air itself seemed to change. The wolves hesitated. Just for a second. That was their mistake. I moved. Faster than before. Stronger. Unstoppable. I tore through them. No hesitation now. No strategy. Just dominance. One after another. They fell. Until only one remained. Celdor stepped forward. Finally. I tilted my head slightly, blood dripping from my jaw. “You should have stayed hidden.” He didn’t respond.

I tell him before ducking outside and sparking up a smoke as I lean on my polished bike. My thoughts wander to the woman who called herself Flames last night. She'd had my attention as soon as her wide green eyes had met mine, her full lips curled in an amused smile as she casually dealt with Tanya. When she walked into the bar, I'd stood back and observed as everyone tracked the fiery red heads movements through the room. Whether she meant to or not, she managed to get the attention of everyone in there and I'm sure caused a few to suffer from their eyes wandering off of their ol' ladies. When she has walked away from me outside, my c**k had jumped in my trousers as I watched her round hips

A large pair of wings made from fire had sprouted from his back sometime in the clutter and he was flapping them wildly. With every flap he spread air to the already raging fire below him. The ice shards melted instantly under the extreme heat. “His wings, go for the wings!” Raphael shouted, and he was right. I instantly forged a staff from ice and sent it hurtling through the air towards his wings. I thought because it was made of more ice than the shards it would withstand, but It melted before it even reached his wings.