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“Talk to me.” “Okay, so this morning I went for my doctor's appointment, and I got really thirsty after…” “Okay?” I grip the staircase banister and take the stairs two at a time. “I sent Cara to get me some apple juice, and my freaking card declined. Can you believe it?” Of course I can. There’s no limit to the lengths Alex Cross will go to prove just how deep his claws have sunk. “Where are you right now?” I halt by my study and ease the door open, careful not to make a sound.

Dear Readers, It’s hard to believe, but we’ve reached the end of our journey together in Starlette and Maximus’s story. As we close this chapter, I want to thank each and every one of you for being part of this ride. I’m honored to have shared this story with you. As promised, Axel’s story is up next, and I can barely contain my excitement! Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, I present to you… Her Forbidden Alpha. Get ready to be swept away by their love story!

Maxwell still stood frozen not knowing whether he was going to the devil or to return to the deep blue sea, he was stranded. The door burst open and the excited looking Alexia run into the room, right pass Maxwell to her father who caught her as she walked into his arms. “Alexia!” “My baby!” “Ale!” “Amor!” Maxwell gasped loudly as if he just saw a ghost and it was at that moment that he knew he had made the biggest mistake of his life by coming up with the novice plan. The novice plan wasn’t even the plan, but the thought he had in mind to double cross Alexander for his company was his downfall.

The others, including Magnus, raise their glasses after him and chorus their reply. --- Hey, loves! From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading, loving, and breathing life into this story. This is the end of Marked by Moonlight… at least for now. 💜 Thank you for staying with me through it all. You’ve been my pack, and I’m endlessly grateful. Now, before we howl goodbye for a bit, here’s what’s coming next 👇🏽 ✨ Marked by Moonlight isn’t completely over! There have been requests for Alex’s story, and you’ll be getting it! His book will come next year, so hold on to your breeches because it’s going to be wild, emotional, and worth the wait.

“Every bounce. Every shadow.” “Yes, sir,” Marcus replied immediately. Alexander closed his eyes for exactly one second. Then he opened them. “No negotiations,” he said. “We find her.” The Cross machine surged into motion around him, vast and relentless. And somewhere, in the dark space between leverage and consequence, the people who thought they could take something from Alexander Cross had just made the most expensive mistake of their lives.

Finally, completely, irrevocably home. AUTHOR'S NOTE: OMG!!! WE HAVE FINALLY COME TO END OF ADDISON AND AXEL STORY, THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT ON THIS BOOK. I LOVE YA'LL, MAKE SURE TO DROP YOUR OPINION OF YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS AND THE WORST ONES AND LEAVE SOME REVIEWS YOU. XOXO ---WREN :)

She held her new phone—the one with the uncracked screen—like it was a grenade with the pin pulled. She shouldn't look. Dr. Aris had said, disconnect. Liam had said, don't feed the beast. But the beast was already in the room. Isabella’s memoir, The Woman Henry Cross Destroyed, was currently the number one topic on T*****r. It wasn't just a book anymore; it was a cultural event. A live dissection of the Cross family pathology. Aurora opened the app. She didn't search for Liam. She didn't search for Henry.

I argued. “You expect me to believe you’ve never wanted to know about your dominant half? You’re human too, Alex. Who’s to say you didn’t go searching for your human family and stumble upon a group of human wolf hunters?” “Because that doesn’t make any sense!” I blasted. “Who is your father, Alexandra? What human did your mother cheated on an Alpha with?” My breath caught in my throat. “I-I don’t know.” Nova leaned back in her chair. “The murders were gruesome and the killers are still out there. We recovered an axe.”

Where it had struck Alexander, his skin was smoking. "Alexander!" I scrambled toward him, but he held up a hand, his eyes fixed on the broken window. "Stay back." "Your shoulder—" "It will heal." But his voice was strained. "Don't touch the cross. The silver—it's poisoned. For my kind." I stared at the object on the floor, my heart pounding. A cross. Through the window. Someone had thrown a cross into Alexander's bedroom. Someone knew what he was. Someone wanted him dead. "Who—" I started.

Olivia “Did you miss your road or something?” I blurted out before I could stop myself. “Because I don’t understand what you mean by ‘you’re here to take care of me’.” Axel didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he calmly stepped past me, carrying that small duffel bag. He crossed the threshold, glanced around my apartment briefly, as if mentally checking things off, then said evenly, “I definitely came to the right place.” Before I could react, he headed straight toward my bedroom.