Mag-log inI looked up and stared at Uncle Garson, who was now beginning to choke from the loss of his parasite magic."Your turn, Uncle Garson," I hissed. "Give me the rest of your power!"I focused the pull of my energy directly onto Uncle Garson's body with extreme intensity."NO! STOP! AAAAAA!" Uncle Garso
MAEVE POVMy scream shattered as the parasite mist continued slamming into my chest. And it wasn't just energy striking me—it was voices filled with pain. All of them overlapped, screaming and crying out in agony.It felt like my skull was about to explode. Because I could hear the voices of wolves
If one monster had to bear the sins of the Nightwhisper ancestors, then let that monster be me.I closed my eyes. I forcibly opened the walls of my mind link, sending all my emotions through the mate bond still connected to the remnants of Alaric’s energy.“Alaric... can you hear me?” I whispered in
MAEVE POV“Alaric! No!” I screamed hoarsely.I pushed forward and thrust my fingers toward Uncle Garson’s neck, my silver energy shimmering brightly. My uncle didn’t move at all. Instead, he tilted his head, exposing his neck and revealing his weakest point.“Come on, what are you waiting for, Maeve
"You wanna take out that old parasite, or should I, Alaric?" Dorian asked."Let's finish him now, Dorian," Alaric growled.They both stepped forward without hesitation. I could feel the energy making me stronger because of Alaric's presence—and Dorian's as well. And this time, I was the one who had
MAEVE POVThe pressure of Uncle Garson's aura nearly crushed my bones. My lungs felt as though they were being squeezed between two steel plates. Yet in the middle of the despair darkening my vision... heat spread upward from my wrist.The conduit bracelet trembled, channeling energy that flooded my
“Alaric?” I called softly, trying to stand even though my legs trembled. “Can you hear me?”I picked up a dry cloth, intending to wipe his neck again as his body temperature suddenly spiked.But when I leaned closer—I realized something terrifying.The chemical scent of Dorian’s suppressant formula
MAEVE POVThe journey back to Lycan Spirit Academy felt like a nightmare that refused to end. The moment the academy’s iron gates closed behind us, Dorian immediately took command with absolute authority that could not be challenged.“Take the Sword Bearer to the High-Level Isolation Room in the Sou
“Not so fast, Reeve,” Dorian’s voice dropped into a dangerous whisper. “This antidote is the only one. The ingredients are far more valuable than half the students’ lives in the academy. And you know my rule… I never give anything for free.”“Anything you want!” I shouted desperately. “Take my blood
MAEVE POVI froze, staring at Dorian as he fixed me with a sharp gaze, as if he was ready to skin me alive right then and there. I quickly prepared to step away to avoid him, but Dorian immediately caught my wrist.“Answer me, Reeve. You’re hiding something, aren’t you?” he pressed, his voice flat.







