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"This is my and Kazuo's crazy game book. Maroon is mine, Scarlet is Kazuo's. Those are the names of women that we have put in here. Yeah, into the persecution room." "What a bitch!" I cursed. My hands are shaking even to hold this book, let alone to read it. Ozgur took this book in my hand, then he stepped into the fireplace, and he threw the Red Book there. "Yes, I am." said him. "I'm a total bastard, Ara. Here I am... I've already told you all my secrets. In fact, I feel it would be inappropriate to ask you to stay with me." Ozgur looked at me with a sad look, then he sat back on the couch. "Are you disgusted with me, Ara? I'm just a stain in your life."

Clearly, she still did not understand. I wasn't asking for permission. It wasn't a request—it was the ultimatum. Once the noise outside faded, I picked up my phone and glanced at the screen. A new text message had just come in. My plane ticket had been successfully booked. Departure time: tomorrow afternoon. There were still more than ten hours left before the flight, but the airport was at least a four-hour drive from the base. Ignoring my exhausted body, I quickly grabbed my suitcase and headed out.

Never quite this personal. Ronan landed a solid hit with his fist to Elias’s jaw, feeling the satisfying crack of bone. Elias laughed, actually laughed, blood on his teeth, and drove his elbow into Ronan’s ribs hard enough to crack armor. They grappled, tumbled down the small hill, weapons lost somewhere in the mud. Claws and fangs came out. Ronan’s wolf surged under his skin, desperate to rip this thing apart. Elias’s eyes burned brighter, veins standing out black under pale skin as he tried to sink fangs into Ronan’s throat.

--"E. Byrd Starr, the rising young novelist." She was recalled from her enchanting reverie by a chuckle from Mr Carpenter. Emily wondered a little uneasily what he was laughing at. She didn't think there was anything funny in that book. It contained only three or four of her latest stories--The Butterfly Queen, a little fairy tale; The Disappointed House, wherein she had woven a pretty dream of hopes come true after long years; The Secret of the Glen, which, in spite of its title, was a fanciful little dialogue between the Spirit of the Snow, the Spirit of the Grey Rain, the Spirit of Mist, and the Spirit of Moonshine. "So you think I am not beautiful when I say my prayers?" said Mr Carpente

I swallowed nervously and paused as he began writing on the document. "Faelon's mother is a hybrid. Do you know Raven Volkov?" He inquired curiously and I shrugged. "I know a Zurac Volkov from the blood wars,'' I replied and Lucifer nodded telling me that Zurac was Faelon's grandfather and my eyes widened. Zurac had a fire wolf but that didn't explain Faelon's odd gifts. So I asked curiously, "How does Faelon have wings and blue bolts instead of flames?" Lucifer chuckled looking at Kasin.

Kihara stuttered in a faltering voice as she didn't want to admit to the fact that she had lost as she snickered, “But yours could be different, have faith Carly, faith could move mountains.” “It won't, it will only get worse than Lucija’s, I could have sworn I saw her smirk coldly when Alpha Oswald announced me as his mate before the entire pack and she mumbled some incoherent words which I couldn't hear,” She said with an unknown liberation as she poured out her heart before Kihara as they forged through the pack house's elegant golden gates as two huge figures hovered behind them.

“Jasper—” “Back” I growled out instinctively as my Furs started to burst out along with my claws, growling deeply. Lyra stumbled against me but she didn't fight it, she trusted the reaction and that meant enough had happened this past weeks for her to realize that I wasn't joking. The face smiled as shadows moved between the shelves and the person on the other side leaned forward slightly with amusement on his face. “Woah” he said casually, lifting up his hands in surrender. “Easy there, I mean no harm. Really”

Aura was still reading on the couch, and I was getting hungry, I knew she had to be, so I asked the kitchen staff to bring in lunch and I added a slice of cake as a surprise for Aura. After we ate, she stretched out on the couch, her book in hand. I went back to my research. My generals would be here soon to discuss strategies for the war. I was not looking forward to that. I was about to shut off the computer when an article popped up. "Wolf saves her child, the enemy sought," The picture on the front looked like the picture of Aura's mom I had seen in the cave that day. I read through the article, and the woman who had been attacked claimed the enemy was a pile of ash. The article showed a

Frost said again to it. The snow wolf beast howled again and fondly rubbed its white furry head to Frost's body. Its tail was moving rapidly. It is clearly happy and excited. Frost also gently rubbed its furry head. Cough, she would reluctantly admit that its head is good to touch. 'Very soft.' Frost mentally said and gave it a thumbs up. Frost suddenly became alert when she felt a malicious aura coming towards her room. It's very faint but she can still feel it. Frost waited for the presence to come.

"Aurora is a Tribrid and her wolf already claims Jaxon as his mate" Please vote vote VOTE!!! The next few chapters coming will be clearing up some misunderstandings in the book