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Sage's mom cuts Damien off and says, "Yes. Damien is right. What interest do you have? You are to join the company as well." I gulped down a lump. "I haven't thought about it, but I've been planning on starting from scratch. I've always had a degree in technology; I mean, I graduated with a first-class degree in software engineering." "Woah! That's nice," Clause muttered, taken aback. Sage states this to me in shock, but I pretend I don't see his stare lingering on me. I shrugged, "Yes." "I'll send you the available spot, and you can decide where you want to fit in. I mean, with a brain like yours, it'll be good for the company," Sage's mom states.

Savage, “You did well!” Silas said, making me give him a side glance as I drove my car to his pack territory to drop him off first before heading home. “My name might be Savage, but I promise you I wasn’t given that nickname because I act like a damn brainless barbaric. I can be civilized and interact with people without hitting my head and growling at them.” I said sarcastically, and the male chuckled wholeheartedly and his entire body shook from the force of it and I almost rolled my eyes at his silly antics.

“Thanks, Maeve.” “Of course. I am still planning to see this coven before I leave though. Prince or no, I’m not leaving my sister’s life in someone hands without seeing what he’s leading her into,” she says forcefully. “You are always welcome in our coven, sister of my mate,” Asy says, watching me carefully. “Why are you crying?” he asks gently. I shrug. “Making life decisions can be difficult, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t good decisions that will make you happy,” Maeve says. “Why don’t you go talk to your mate. I’ll finish up here.”

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

Something in Sage’s expression told me this wasn’t going to be the usual stiff pleasantries. “I know you’re a powerful man,” Sage began, his tone calm, respectful, but laced with steel, “and I mean no disrespect. But I’m going to be direct.” Diego tilted his head, almost like he was indulging a child who’d just announced they were ready to lecture him. “Ava isn’t someone you should get close to,” Sage continued. “She’s not part of your world, and whatever games you play—they won’t end well for her.” Games. My jaw tightened at the word.

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

I typed, deleted, then typed again. We want different things, Mr. D’Amaris. I want my company. You want leverage. -Valerie Blackthorn…

CHAPTER ONE What a day! Chava Maurice, a young and beautiful young lady, slim and average in height who worked as a fashion consultant in one of the fashion homes in Losantiville dropped on her bed, with each pair of her burgundy shoes here and there. She had had a hectic day and all she dreamt of was a good bath, a good meal, and a good sleep. It was already past 7 P.M. and thankfully the next day was Saturday. She had drifted to sleep a little bit before her phone rang. After blindly rummaging through her handbag for a while without finding anything, she sat up and carried out a proper search but by the time she found the phone, the call had ended. She stared at the foreign number that had

he said the words as easily as he thought the action would be except, doing this wouldn't be easy. Ace was far more intelligent than anyone pegged him for. I guess, in his line of work, we should have expected some level of intelligence from him. He didn't speak about what he did openly, not unless Ace was in a place that he felt safe in. I didn't want to call Ace paranoid but... the man never stopped looking at people as if they were out to get him. When I tried speaking to him over coffee he pretended as if he didn't know what I was talking about. How was I supposed to get him to confess to killing someone or planning a hit on someone?

Sadie and I have been in Baker now for two months. Going by the names Katie and Nick. Sadie turns eighteen in three days. It’s hard to believe that she is seven months pregnant, but her stomach grows every day. I got a job right away and Sadie wanted to do something besides stay at home all day. I found a way for us to have all the legal documents we would need to become Nick and Katie. Sadie went and decided that she wanted to go and take some classes during the day. Sadie wants to become a counselor to help people. She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help.