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I rub my temples, frustrated at having to unearth this mess. I won't leave any loose ends; she'll have to explain to me what the hell she's up to. That makes me think Dominic might already be aware of it. He backs up whatever his mother does, whether it's sheer idiocy or not. I dial his phone number.After two failed attempts, he answers on the third ring."Can't you answer your phone when I need you to?" I ask, overwhelmed.Alek, I'm doing homework. What do you want, little brother?"What I want is for you to finally put on your damn pants, but right now I need to talk to you about a different matter."Tell me."Do you know if your mother is seeing anyone?"No, I don't know anything, he cuts me off bluntly."You better be telling me the truth," I threaten.A huff comes through the other end of the line.Two nights ago she told me she was going to Alexa's—her friend's house—but she came back drunk that same night. It's a mystery who brought her all the way to the apartment door."Domi

My stomach will reject anything; honestly, I don't want to vomit everything up again. The mere thought disgusts me. Alena scolds me with a shake of her head. I know I need to eat, otherwise I'll grow even weaker than I already am. But even knowing that, I can't bring myself to take a bite."At least try," she begs with noticeable concern.She sets the food down on the nightstand."If I get hungry later, I'll eat it," I say, purely to give her some peace of mind."Do it, Luna. Look, I brought you an extra portion—what the master usually tells me to bring you is very little, and a girl like you needs to eat well," she confesses with a smile, a gesture meant to cheer me up, though I can't return it.I turn my back to her and allow her to inspect my injuries."I'll have to clean them. I'll be right back," she warns, heading toward the bathroom.I wait on the bed.While Alena does her work, the issue of the Konstantinovs invades my thoughts. How could Elena conceal her married last name an

He grabs a fistful of my hair and hoists me up, causing my head to throb mercilessly. It hurts like hell. I scream as I'm hurled against the hard wall. The sting across my back is indescribable, flaring up instantly. The wolf has locked me down, and his pressure makes escape an urgent necessity. Then, the barrel of the gun presses into my temple, the harsh metal biting into my skin.He relishes my slow agony; the culminating minutes are the worst kind of death imaginable. He hasn't pulled the trigger yet, but I am already dead."I want to blow your brains out," he declares, a lunatic smile reflecting his madness. My pulse spikes and my lungs seize up. I want to finish him off too; the feeling is mutual, though only mine is justified. "But it's not time to checkmate you yet."I am about to sigh with relief, but stop myself just in time. He remains millimeters away; the peril is still lurking. For the first time, I notice his resemblance to Elena—there is no doubt his mother's features

Those massive blue eyes glare at me like a stalking tigress. She wears provocative, skimpy clothing, retaining no trace of the timid girl she used to be."Why did you want to see me, Aleksander?" she asks, clearly annoyed by my presence."Sara, I'll pay you triple your usual rate for tonight," I state flatly.Her eyes widen in shock."Are you that desperate?""No, I just want some company. Don't play coy; you're a high-end hooker. Do you take the deal or leave it?" I snap. She glares at me, deeply offended."I'll only take it because I need the cash," she mutters, rolling her eyes. My gaze drops to the earrings she's wearing. I've seen them before. "Are you going to stare or let me talk?""Hold on," I grip her arm tightly. She glares at my hand, confused. "Those earrings—where did you get them?""A gift. None of your business," she frowns. "Now let go of me.""Tell me the truth, Sara."She lets out an annoyed sigh."Mrs. Amber gave them to me when she came with a man.""Elmo Ferreti,"

He collapses onto the mattress beside me, our chests rising and falling in sync. "If you think this changes my mind, forget it. I'm not a fool." "Why would I try? You take what you want anyway," I snap back, refusing to show my true motives. Idiot. My only goal is to soften him, or at least die trying rather than sitting in silence. He studies me intently, his gaze searching for weakness. I reach for the sheet to cover myself, but he pins my hand down with a heavy look. "Don't. It's an order." He tosses a towel over my chest instead. "I'm going to wash up." As I try to stand, he blocks my path. "You'll move when I say so, Luna." I don't understand his obsession with keeping me exposed. Those gray-green eyes strip away whatever dignity I have left, bringing a burning blush to my cheeks. I wish the floor would open up and swallow me. "You're beautiful, Luna. Why hide your body from me? Don't be selfish," he murmurs. His words confuse me—they sound almost sincere, yet clash vi