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Chapter 3: The Alpha's Possession** --- Damon's dark eyes fell on her, and he could feel her trembling beneath his gaze. His eyes never left her until she exited the courtyard. Damon’s smirk was replaced with a grim expression as he turned to his right-hand man, Alfred. "Take her body to my pets in the dungeon," Damon ordered, and Alfred quickly obliged. Alfred, who had served the Alpha as his Beta and right-hand man, wasted no time passing the instructions to the guards. Something told him his Alpha was in a bad mood, and irritating him further was not the wisest choice—unless he had plans of ending up six feet under.

CHAPTER 28—Sentimental Value Raffi’s Point of view I DON'T know how long I calmed myself down. I was very scared earlier while inside the Labyrinth and even though Rock is now with me and I'm safe, I still can't get rid of the fear. We are now in the living room with Matilde, Lando and Lora crying. She hugged her father who was just bowing. A maid handed me water and I drank it. "Thank you," I said softly.

Amaya –Point Of View. I stood at the edge of the cliff, the wind biting at my skin with two choices echoing in my head: Jump into the water or turn back to the hell I knew. If I survive, maybe I could finally put an end to my suffering. If I didn’t survive at least my suffering would end either way. Just like every other time, I tried to escape my miserable life in the New Moon Pack, but today I was determined not to get caught. If they dragged me back, I feared I would never see the sunlight again.

Her lips were muted as she beheld the terrible sight before her, she had given up in body and soul, they were all dead, the creature had gotten to them before her and at this point there was no point in running, it was clear that it was teasing and could get to her no matter how far she was from him. "Summer." A female voice called weakly behind her, she breathed shakily gradually turning towards the direction of the voice. "Bailey... ?" She resigned to her fate as she saw Bailey covered in her own blood, then her eyes followed her as her body dropped to the ground but it wasn't over yet. A growling sound in the woods, the footsteps that got closer, she stared dead into the dark and there sh

she paused for a breath, and then continued, “My speed dwindled, and so did my stamina, and I had to rest against a tree to catch my breath. As I did, I began to shift and collapsed to the floor with the pain.” I was beyond invested in her story, I felt like I should have been sitting there taking notes for the hunter's history journals. This stuff was a once in a lifetime opportunity to hear, and I didn't want to miss a single word. “I startled as I awoke from my shift. I was completely naked and being carried through the woods by this stunning man. He had long dark hair, and the most amazing golden-brown eyes. His body was gorgeous, he had no shirt on, and I felt an enormous heat radiating

Deadly. Sucking in a deep breath, she forced herself to open the satchel, her fingers stilling as they encountered smooth leather instead of the cold, hard steel she’d been expecting. With a rueful smile, she pulled out the heavy book that was written in a language she didn’t recognize. She wistfully trailed her fingers over the aged leather of the cover. She’d encountered various demons and warriors and even powerful witches during her travels with Francisco, but none had offered such a fascinating mixture of contrasts. Icily aloof and yet so vulnerable. Rhye was strong and yet tender. Raw, ruthless power with the soul of an alpha.

* * * I haven't seen Ember the whole day, I've gotten so used to her presence that I can sense the emptiness when she's not around. After taking off my running clothes, I settle for comfortable sweatpants and a tank top, then pile my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head. I pull out the Lycan book alpha Haiden gave to me and run my fingers over the cover. Taking in a deep breath, I open it and start reading the first page. I need to read the whole book and compare it to the vision I had back in the cave. I don't know how long I've been reading the book but as soon as I flip the next page, a knock comes at my door, before i can answer, Aamon steps in. I don't even know why he bothers knock

and he retreated to where he belonged by the window as though the world had not just tipped on its axis. After showering, Amaya made the coffee as I powered up the old computer, the quiet humming of which reverberated through the emptiness of the safehouse like a prelude to a ceremony. I drank my coffee while taking Rufio outside to do his business. After changing our clothes and ensuring we didn’t look like we’d slept outside, we hovered near the screen, ready to go. This was the last round-up before everything went live.

Before she can form an argument, the door to the meeting room comes into view, I pushed open the door to find everyone waiting for me, and sitting at the helm of it all is the last person I want to see. Rhysand. He shaved. Dressed in a deep bow Armani suit and cream inner, combined with his clean-shaven face he is a delight to behold and I hated that. The man so sure of his own sexuality sat at the head like a king addressing his court. His sharp eyes fixed on me, and I could sense his displeasure, either from my late arrival or last night's debacle I couldn't tell, whatever it was, I wasn't going to let it affect me.

The one with the eyes that went red when he looked at me. “What—what happened?” I stammer, my hands trembling as I push myself back. “Where’s Betty? Who…who are you? Did…did you touch me?” He scoffs, like my panic amuses him. “Tempting,” he says, his voice low and smooth, “but that’s not my thing.” My stomach tightens. If anything, his calm makes me angrier. And more terrified. “I’m Rhysand,” he continues, stepping closer, each movement deliberate. He presses a kiss to my knuckle. “Vampire prince. And your mate.”