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46ANNALISEThe moment those young men barged into Adrian’s shop, I felt a chill in the air. They looked dangerous—wild eyes, rough voices, and an arrogance that clung to them like smoke. Adrian stood between them and his antique shelves, his hands up in a gesture of peace. I could see the tension in his jaw, the way his muscles tensed, ready for a fight.“We’re not here to talk,” one of them growled, pushing Adrian back. “We want the materials. The old stuff.”“You can’t just take whatever you want,” Adrian’s voice was calm, but there was an edge to it. He wasn’t going to back down easily.“Move!” Another one stepped forward, shoving Adrian harder. He stumbled, and before I could react, they started hitting him. One blow after another, fists connecting with his body until Adrian collapsed on the floor, groaning.Something inside me snapped. I didn’t even think. I stepped forward, my voice steady despite the anger building in my chest. “Stop. Drop the items and leave.”One of the men
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47ANNALISEAdrian sat across from me, the old leather-bound book spread open between us. His fingers traced the worn pages with a reverence I hadn’t seen in him before. The room was dimly lit, with only a flickering candle casting shadows on the walls. I could sense his excitement, but I could also feel the tension in the air. Something about what he had discovered weighed heavily on him.“Annalise,” he began, his voice calm but serious, “this is more than just a fight for survival. It’s… it’s part of something bigger.”I glanced at him, my heart beating faster. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of confusion, discoveries, and unsettling realizations. I didn’t know who I really was, not fully. And every time I thought I was close to understanding, something new appeared to pull me deeper into this mystery.He pointed to a passage in the book, the text written in an ancient script. “There’s a prophecy. It talks about a guardian, a woman, who must defeat her enemies to break a cyc
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48ANNALISEFLASHBACKThe scent of incense filled the air, sweet and calming, but there was an odd tension underneath it. I sat across from Spencer in his small study, watching the smoke curl and dance around him like a living thing. He had taken to burning incense lately, a habit I hadn’t noticed before. It wasn’t just the smell—it was how he seemed different when he was around it. His eyes would glaze over slightly, his focus elsewhere, like he was drifting between worlds.“You’ve been using a lot of these lately,” I said, eyeing the small burner on the table between us. “What’s the reason?”Spencer looked at me, a slight smile playing on his lips. His dark eyes, usually so sharp and intense, softened as the smoke swirled around him. “I’ve been reading about how different incenses can help clear the mind, make it easier to store knowledge. With all the history I’m tasked with remembering, it helps.”His explanation was casual, but something about it didn’t sit right with me. Spencer
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49ANNALISEThe evening light filtered through the old, dusty windows of Adrian’s shop. I could feel the weight of my past pressing against my chest, memories I had long tried to bury. Adrian stood nearby, his eyes filled with concern, waiting for me to speak. The silence between us grew thick as I fought to find the words.“I trusted him,” I began, my voice barely above a whisper. “Spencer… he was everything to me at one point. A part of me even believed we could share something beyond this realm, that we were bound in some way. But it was all a lie.”Adrian shifted closer, his gaze unwavering, silently encouraging me to continue. I sighed and crossed my arms, pacing the room as I felt the emotions swirling inside me, a storm I could barely contain.“Spencer was clever. He knew how to gain my trust, how to make me feel like he understood me better than anyone else. For a time, I thought I loved him. We would spend hours together, talking about the realms, about history, about everyth
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50ANNALISEI couldn’t take my eyes off the table-stone. The carvings on its surface shimmered faintly under the dim light of the hidden room, their ancient power pulsing just beneath the stone. My heart raced with excitement, a sensation I hadn’t felt in what seemed like an eternity. This was it—the key to unlocking my true potential, the power I had been searching for ever since my fall.I turned to Adrian, unable to keep the joy out of my voice. “This is the altar! It’s the missing piece to activate the totem’s power. I can feel it, Adrian. This is how I’ll fulfill the prophecy. With this, I’ll restore my full powers.”Adrian studied me for a moment, his brow furrowed as he tried to comprehend the weight of my words. Then he stepped closer to the stone, running his fingers along the delicate carvings. “How does it work? How do we activate it?”I moved beside him, my fingers tracing the symbols alongside his. “The totem is like a conduit. The altar channels the energy, connects it t
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51SPENCERI was growing tired. Tired of the endless waiting, tired of Marcus and his obsession with the Earth realm, and tired of the constant hunger gnawing at me—the hunger for power that had consumed me for so long. It felt like everything was slipping away, especially now that Marcus had lost interest in our real mission: destroying Annalise.At first, we had shared a common goal—Marcus and I. We both wanted to break free from the chains that bound us, to take control of something far greater than the realms we had known. He wanted terror, power, domination. I wanted something more—knowledge, yes, but also the seat of the guardian. That was what I truly craved. The power that Annalise held should have been mine, and it angered me to no end that someone like her had been chosen instead.I missed the quiet moments in our realm. I missed my old books, the ones filled with forgotten wisdom, with spells and rituals so ancient even the oldest of our kind barely remembered their names.
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52MARCUSThe pain throbbed in my side, a constant reminder of my last encounter with Janet. I watched the small festering wound on the upper side of my abdomen, grimacing as I touched it gingerly. It was an ugly sight, red and inflamed, the skin around it looking almost dead. A sharp twinge of pain shot through me as I pressed too hard, and I pulled my hand away. Compared to the agony I felt back in the other realm, this was nothing. But I knew I was on borrowed time.The last time I had been in our realm, I had made a reckless decision. Janet had pleaded with me, desperate to save her people. I should have listened. Instead, I had taken Sumel, her trusted ally, a move meant to incite her wrath.I could still hear the echoes of that fight in my mind. Janet had transformed into her she-wolf form, her fur a storm of silver and grey as she charged at me. Her eyes had burned with fury, a fire that matched my own. We clashed, and I had relished the power I felt as I took her down. But I h
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53SPENCERI paced back and forth in my dimly lit room, frustration boiling in my veins. Sumel had been a fool. I had given him one simple order, and he had refused to obey. Anger surged through me like a wildfire, and I had unleashed my wrath upon him. Now, he was nothing more than a memory, scattered in the shadows. I wouldn’t be returning to the realm anymore, not with that weakness trailing behind me.The portal remained open, a gaping maw between this world and the werewolf realm. I had achieved what I wanted: free passage. I could see the thrill of power dancing in my mind. Spencer would soon learn that he had been deceived, that I was not the pawn he thought I was. I had played my cards carefully. Annalise’s powers as the guardian had sustained the portal. I had deliberately thrown her into it, and in doing so, I had secured my plan.My goal had always been bigger than just controlling this realm. I wanted to compel every being from all realms to come to the Earth realm under m
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