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Raph Conrad went back to the car and looked at the wounded soldier and said, "Now I will deceive them, go back to the barracks and call for support." After that, he immediately hugged Bella Risa and got out of the car, she was hugged by him and ran into the forest. When they saw that, they chased after him, bullets were constantly shooting at them. Suddenly a man with long iron claws rushed at them, behind Raph Conrad suddenly sprouted black wings. The two sides rushed to fight, with his skill and fighting body Raph Conrad very quickly defeated that guy. Watching them chase Raph Conrad hugged Bella Risa and ran. Raph Conrad couldn't levitate, because if he did, it would be easy to spot.

But everything about him and me was the same, except for his beautiful golden eyes, which were flaming, his sliver white hair, which swirled with the air currents, and his gigantic white wings, which were bleeding. He was wounded! I almost had the impression that I was gazing into a mirror as he returned my vacuous glance. Not only were his wings leaking, but also both of his palms were gushing with blood, and blood immediately seeped through his shirt where his heart was. "He's going to ruin you, he's going to taint you!" He suddenly spoke and a shriller gasp sheared out of me as fire escalated around him in a circle and slowly, the fire inched toward him till it began to burn his skin. Whi

His large grey wolf growled and snarled at Damascus. Damascus threw a quick glance at Amara who was still unconscious on the side of the road. Damascus looked back and took in a deep breath, his body readied itself and unleashed an inferno on the grey wolf as it tried to charge towards Damascus. The animal whelped in pain as its fur caught fire like kindling. Damascus didn't wait for others to join their pack members and instead, Damascus grabbed Amara with his Dragon claws and took to the skies in a matter of seconds. He would fly the rest of the way to the airfield. They had no other choice.

Arms crossed at all times—unless dragging someone out or blocking a door. Content Warning: This story contains themes and depictions of sxual assult, r*pe, non-consensual acts, gr*oming, sx traffcking, and dr*g use. Reader discretion is strongly advised. These topics are part of the narrative and may be distressing or triggering for some individuals. Please take care while reading.

The ancestors weren’t just watching anymore. They were stirring. Books in the hidden wing began opening themselves, their ancient pages curling with heat. One bore the sigil I’d seen in my dream: a wolf entwined in flame, surrounded by runes. “Flameborn cannot be claimed by mark or bond,” I read aloud, the words glowing faintly as I spoke. “They choose their path. They are the end and the beginning. The alpha of alphas.” A chill rippled over my skin. Me. The prophecy wasn’t about protecting a child. It was about awakening me.

Believed she might destroy Aiden, Rowan—everyone. But then—Aiden’s hand squeezed hers, grounding her in the storm. His voice was steady, certain, unshakable. “No,” he said firmly. “You are not the fire, Evelynn. The fire is you.” And with those words, everything shifted. The flames within her no longer felt like chains. They felt like wings. Evelynn raised her hands, and the fire answered. Not in wild, reckless bursts—but in a controlled blaze that lit the storm-torn night like dawn breaking. The creatures hesitated, shadows quivering. Even Cassian faltered, his expression twisting for the first time into doubt.

Gold would do to this, Gold wouldn't do that, Gold doesn't like this, Gold likes that. They kill a part of him even before he has the chance to try it. "But just like a phoenix, I am reborn again..." He rises from the ashes. The exact same thing people burn is where he'll come back. This time, stronger and better. This time, he rejects to care about what they think will suit him. This is his life. Another symbolism of fire is judgment. "I love my fans, I really do." He didn't prepare a speech. He's just speaking things that enter his mind. It doesn't have an order.

My words did nothing but enrage him further, and he started to run towards me, hands outstretched ready to place them around my neck. But, before he could reach me, the familiar sounds of large wings flapping in the air met my ears. Fallon and I both looked up, Thale’s red dragon suspended above us. He exhaled flames in Fallon’s direction, although missing him so as to make sure I was not caught in the cross-fire. I needed to get further away.

It was like he had stepped right into the heart of a raging fire. He seemed to not be himself as Alpha took over, then suddenly a blanket of flames flew up about three feet off the ground on either side of him, glowing brightly. His head was bowed low before he finally looked up, his eyes flying open a deep fiery pit of gold, that showed no emotion at all, and Instantly the flames surrounding him died out, the blanket of flames on either side of him, hanging three feet in the air suddenly cooled, fading away into two huge golden wings, smooth like a plate of golden metal, and two shimmery horns protruding from each point of conjunction.

Even Logan decided to make them a drink because he couldn't stand the drowsiness that assaulted him. “Thanks for the drink!” Alice looked at Logan who only the man nodded. They refocused on reading the books until "I got them!" Xander exclaimed when he finished reading the thick book with a blood-red cover. After Xander had finished the 2 thick books, his attention had been turned to the book with a blood-red cover with black and white wing crests in front of it. He had noticed that Alice and Logan had been ignoring the book all along. Even at first, the book was in the earliest order, but no one wanted to read it. He also wanted to ignore the book and wanted to have a book with a green cove