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Brody smiled. Curiosity getting the best of her, Hikaru asked boldly, "Who is the Sacrifice?" She asked. "Do you really want to know the answer to that?" Brody smiled wickedly. "You're so dramatic, brother. Who or what is the sacrifice? Anyone we know?" She asked, ice in her words. "The pups, of coarse. They will live for 72 hours, Jo and Chad will suck their Wolf Spirits out of them adding the twin's power, sharing bloodline gifts, and Eternal Royal, Nightshade life." Brody laughed, seeing Hikaru's mortified face.

he bellowed, a twisted smirk adorning his face. Aurora's eyebrows shot up in fear as she locked her gaze with Jericho's piercing eyes. The realization of the impending torture sent shivers down her spine, knowing the deep hatred the two brothers held towards her. Despite her training to remain unyielding, Jericho had managed to break through her defenses. She could only imagine the excruciating pain that awaited her at the hands of the king, now that she had learned her death had been postponed.

Caught in the whirlwind of their affection, I surrendered to the moment, allowing myself to be consumed by the allure of their forbidden embrace. Lost in the whirlwind of sensation they stirred within me, my senses felt heightened, almost overwhelmed by the pleasure they provided. Hunter's voice cut through the haze, his words laden with a weight that left me breathless. "Do you accept us in your life physically, spiritually, mentally, and emotionally?" he asked, his grip on my hair sending shivers down my spine as Hayden claimed my neck with his lips. It was as if they were demanding a commitment far beyond anything I had ever imagined. The notion of surrendering myself to them entirely, bo

He was doing this. His one arm was extended. Palms towards Elora as he looked at Alexandria. With eyes that no one has seen before. They were silver. Pure silver. And Thora felt a shiver run down her spine. No! This is not possible! No! This has happened in the history. It can't happen now. It's the death wolf taking full control of Thaneos. He will loose his humanity if this happens. He will go on a rampage killing everyone. Friends or foe.

TALIA After feeling so hot and desperate, I woke up late the next morning and found myself back to normal again. I recalled in agonizing, anxiety-inducing shame to everything that had happened the day prior. What had come over me? Thinking back, I couldn’t lie. The man who approached me on that mountain was very hot. He was even better built than Hugo, and Hugo was very fit. He was the type of man you only ever saw on a fitness magazine cover, and half the time they were probably airbrushed anyway.

So I summoned him. The air grew thick and hot. A tall figure stepped out of the shadows. Horns curled back from his forehead, red skin stretched over powerful muscles, glowing golden eyes, and a tail that flicked behind him. He wore nothing but dark pants that hung low on his hips. His presence filled the room like smoke. "You called, little mortal," he said, voice deep enough to vibrate in my chest. "I am Azrael. State your desire." I swallowed hard. "I want success. Money. Control over my life. Make me unstoppable."

But we have an audience, and I'm already going to seem overprotective enough without adding public displays of emotion. "Everyone ready?" I keep my voice level, Beta-formal. Nods around the circle. Malcolm, Sera, Fitz, and four other experienced warriors. Plus Iris, who shouldn't be here but who I can't imagine facing this without. "Standard formation on the road," I continue. "Once we reach Crescent Vale territory, we reassess. Princess Iris will brief us on wraith behavior and shield techniques during rest stops." I meet her eyes. "Anything to add?" "Just that wraiths hunt at dusk and dawn." Her voice is steady, professional. "We'll want to be fortified before sunset. And no one—no one—goe

I swallowed, hating the thought, "... if you give me the bite and I survive, will I be as huge as you?" Zephyr paused. His face took on an expression I couldn't read, and for a moment, I thought he wouldn't respond. Then, quietly, he replied, "No. Only pure-blooded Wraths can reach that size." "Oh." Silence passed between us. My fingers fidgeted in my lap.

A chill ran through me. "Wraiths were created through forbidden Lunae rituals centuries ago. Souls fused with corrupted magic. They were destroyed long ago." The creature nodded "Excellent history lesson." My wolf growled. The Wraith's smile vanished instantly, then its gaze returned to me. "The heir belongs to us." The moment it said those words, every brother moved. Percy stepped forward. Darren moved beside him. Ken shifted slightly in front of me. the wraith smiled again. "You love her."