Witcher 3: Blood And Wine Best Ending Novels & Stories

I pointed my gun towards his head slowly and smiled. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth. I pulled the trigger and the bullet went straight in between his eyes, splashing blood on the ground. I ordered my men to kill the remaining captives. They pleaded for mercy, but it fell on deaf ears. The war ended in our victory, as I ended alpha Lucian and his entire pack. The moon was a witness to the whole bloodbath at the pack house. The ground was full of lifeless bodies with different marks of claws and teeth on them. I growled loudly, and my eyes glowed as it reflected the moonlight.

But now, as the adrenaline subsided and the reality set in, a bittersweet realization washed over him. With a deep breath, Zeke looked inward, reflecting on his journey, his voice a mere whisper carried by the wind. "It is done," he murmured to himself, his tone laced with a mix of weariness and acceptance. "The Green River Pack is safe, my daughter's vision realized. I have fulfilled my duty as their leader."

Tyr caught the bottle awkwardly with outstretched hands but did not proceed to drink the mead. Instead, he emptied the contents into Pine River and dumped the bottle into the river as well. “I am not drinking with you since I don’t see you as a friend. This half-bottle of wine is a toast to the thirty and more human lives you took away from the Yoder family. “You were treated well under the patronage of the Yoder family. Yet, you bit the hands that fed you in the end. Together with a few other clans, you killed the Yoder family and took away so many lives! You are worse than an animal!”

Slow quiet classical music played in the background, as a few of Ryder's trusted guards and wives talked and laughed, all dressed up celebrating the reunion of our little family that they devoted themselves to. "The wine is good." I said in surprise as I sampled a 1953 Champeau frost, that Ryder poured into my glass. I have no idea if I had the taste buds for wine back in the day, but I had a feeling this was the best wine I had ever had. "You don't remember this, but we drank this at our bonding ceremony and you a bit buzzed from having one too many glasses of this." Ryder said quietly, his lips and breath grazing seductively against my ear and I shivered.

“Time to finish this.” He nodded, eyes wild and alive. “Together.” They turned, guns raised, as the last wolf lunged—one final enemy between them and the exit. Eirwen didn’t flinch. She pulled the trigger. ⟅━━━━━━⟆ ⚜ ⟅━━━━━━⟆ Next: 13 — Crown The vault is burning. Secrets are bleeding. And not everyone is making it out alive.

The white haired woman walked to me and touched my cheek gently. “It is over, child,” she whispered. “You are home.” They cut the silver ropes off my guys. The five of us crashed together in the middle of the chamber. Ethan kissed my bloody forehead. Luca buried his face in my hair. Dante held me so tight my ribs creaked. Eli sobbed into my neck. I laughed and cried at the same time. My whole body shook. We had won. We had finally won. The head elder raised his hand one last time.

There's a short silence before one of the maids steps forward, carrying a small glass of red wine on a silver tray. “The wine symbolizes the blood of Bloodfang and that your words are as pure as your heart,” the elder continues, picking up the glass from the tray and holding it out for Sage, who accepts it. He looks at the crowd one more time before bringing the glass to his lips, but stops halfway when his nose twitches. ‘Instinct,’ Alpha Rowan's voice echoes in his head. His brows furrow as he inhales deeply into the glass of wine; the smell is faint, fading, but it's there. Instantly, his eyes snap to the crowd without bringing down the glass.

The original conclusion smiled again. "In the approved scenario, Jack Miller becomes the Weaponized Alpha Vector. He protects Katherine Sterling until attachment reaches maximum leverage. Then the leverage is applied. Katherine chooses survival. Jack chooses sacrifice. The system harvests escalation, seals the Devourer, and files the result as success." Jack felt the floor tilt under him. Katherine's hand clenched so hard around his that pain shot through his bones. "That was the ending?" she asked. "One of them," the Sage gasped. "The one they paid for."

He unlocked it and found a new message from Calil Heresy. He dropped his eyelids and his jaw was tensed. He opened the message and read it with contempt. ‘Sweet.’ Calil texted. That's it. The purpose of the message was to drive Raverine insane and declare that Raverine is the loser in Calil's story. Calil was well aware that Raverine had purchased the wine, a vampire’s last resort to satisfy his hunger.

I didn’t know what to feel as I looked between Tristan’s body before me and up to where Asher and Jason were as they ran towards me in a hurry. Their voices became very faint to me as I couldn’t think straight as to what just happened. That wood was to be deep into my heart due to calculations, but he took the hit? And now he's ..? I didn’t want to utter those words as I felt cold run through my body in utter despair. I didn’t ask him to die, I wanted him to stay where I could blame and hate him forever but now… Epilogue It’s way After the fight with the coyotes, the werewolves and lycans won the battle. And with Tristan’s sacrifice of saving me spreading around, they returned back to their