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Like she's trying to see if I'm lying. Or if I'll break. I don't. Because I won't. Not when it comes to her. Finally, she nods. "You'd let me get away with anything and everything." I chuckle "I'd burn the world for you." Then she leans back slightly, bracing herself on her hands. "You know what the worst part is?" "What?" "They never stop." Her voice is softer now. "They just keep coming." "Enemies." "Enemies' children." "People who think they're strong enough to try."

Just when I thought we had gained the upper hand, Baddy reappeared, his wicked grin twisting my stomach in knots. With laughter that echoed through the chaos, he shouted, "You think you can defeat us so easily? The darkness is our ally, and we will not be defeated!" The ground trembled beneath us as Baddy unleashed a wave of dark energy, threatening to engulf our warriors. I felt the weight of his words, the despair they carried, but I refused to let fear take root. "We fight for our future!" I declared, rallying our warriors to stand firm.

Maybe not even to myself. "Your family destroyed mine," I said instead. "This seems... poetic." She nodded slowly, like she'd expected that answer. "Three days, then." "Three days." She left, closing the door softly behind her. I stood there in the empty room, wondering what the hell I'd just agreed to. My phone buzzed, a text from Dec, Please tell me you didn't just do something monumentally stupid. I typed back, Define stupid. You know exactly what I mean. That was Elara Vance. VANCE. As in, your family's sworn enemy, as in, the granddaughter of the man who destroyed your grandfather.

I was not the boy he ruined and threw away like the trash he must have thought I was. I was something different now. Very different. And if the gods or devils he served had deemed it fit for him to enter my universe, well, I would have to make do with that. Just as I’ve had to make do with every fucking nightmare that has been sent my way since I met Leon. Since I met… him. My mind pulled me toward another. Reminded me of another. My chest pushed out mentally. Yeah, we can play, Leon. But this is one match you’re gonna fucking lose. I declared privately.

And from the floor, with blood pooling around my knees and hate burning in my chest, I began to hum that lullaby again. But this time, it wasn’t for comfort. It was a signal. A war song. A curse. Because they tried to destroy me. Tried to bury me. Tried to claim me. But they forgot one thing….. I’m the fucking match. And I’ll burn the whole world if I have to. “Even hell would spit me out.”

Standing up, I threw up my hands and closed my eyes. ‘It was never, never, never supposed to feel the same’ ‘Beauty and passion blurring into pain’ ‘Living with the chaos 'til it's all that I can take’ ‘Afraid disaster finds a way to stay’ ‘It's always the worst’ ‘Worst case scenario playing in my head’ I opened my eyes near the end and Carl stood up as well. Together we sang and yelled the chorus together. ‘Worst case scenario playing in my head’ ‘Misery in stereo, but I'm not done yet’

ENEMY My enemy, such a lethal word She looks at me with disdain The way a lion would look at a skunk She's the lion I'm the skunk. Say what!? But what did I do? I think nothing I didn't take over the world I am not miss beauty Hell, I am not miss tall She doesn't want to let anyone know But I know I can see it in her eyes The hatred burns like fire Fire that was provoked The fire can't be put out

Don't ever call me your mate," he said with a frown plastered on his face. "Why?... Why are you doing this to me?" I asked. "It's because you are my enemy and not my mate." "Do you expect me to be with my enemy?" My friend said, and I felt my heart freeze with shock.

I shoved Lydia behind me, turning a blind, furious glare on the three rebels closing in on us. "Are you guys completely blind?!" I shouted, my voice echoing like thunder. Blood was already soaking through my fingers as I pressed my hand to my ribs. "Look at yourselves! We just got told our pack is at war! Our families, our friends, everything is under threat out there! What damn difference does a title make if we all die killing each other in this room before the enemy even gets here? If you want to bleed so bad, save it for the Fangs!" The room went dead silent. The guy who had just clawed me froze, his eyes darting toward the door, looking suddenly unsure.