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Later, curled against his chest, I traced the scar on his side. “Do you think it’s really over?” I whispered. “No,” he admitted. “But we’re stronger than whatever comes next.” As I drifted toward sleep, safe in the arms of the man who had once planned to break me and now rebuilt me every single day, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Alex’s final words were more threat than farewell. One copy still existed. And secrets had a way of resurfacing when we least expected them.

Back in the physical world, Novel’s body collapsed beside Kitty, as he coughed up a splash of blood before slipping into complete unconsciousness. Inside his mind, Alexei faced the dark, monstrous shadow of the Myth standing before him. “You can’t use me for your revenge!” Alexei roared, charging the beast with everything he had. “My mate isn't dead! Give me back my body!” With a final, desperate strike, Alexei slammed into the dark entity, and darkness took him completely. _____ One Year Later It was Novel’s university graduation day. She stood near the podium in her cap and gown, a bright smile on her face as she chatted and snapped photos with her classmates, completely oblivious to the f

"Not yet. But we are getting closer. Daniel Cross's files have been invaluable. He was tracking Alexander for years before he died. We just need time to piece everything together." "Time is the one thing Alexander is not giving us." I walked to the window. The media vans were still clustered at the gates, their satellite dishes pointed at the sky. "He is executing Phase Three exactly as he promised. One attack after another. Death. Disgrace. Legal chaos. He is trying to overwhelm us." "Then we do not let him. We stay focused. We protect our people. And we find the evidence that will bring him down." I turned to face him. "He knows about your past. He knows about the accident. If he exposes y

I thought about that for a moment — Axel Darwin, who had gone to a farmhouse in the middle of the night because I'd left him no real choice, who had carried a half-dead man up from a basement without being asked twice, who had put a ticket to Jakarta in the trash and not mentioned it since. The alliance between us was made of blackmail and circumstance and neither of us pretended otherwise. But circumstance had a way of building things that outlasted the conditions that created it, and whatever Axel was now, he wasn't the man who had cornered Xena on a couch and needed a vase to the head to understand the word no. I wasn't sure when that had changed. I wasn't sure it mattered tonight. Cross

It was just past two in the afternoon, Axel exhaled and walked along. Axel wasn't really excited as Wesley thought he would be. He spent the last night in the library; he wasn't the type that had visions or dreams. But recently he had been having dreams and visions that he didn't ask for. The surge he gets whenever he touches her. She has taken over his mind. He had been glitching for a while and there hasn't been any answer for it. He sighed when he stared at all the books but none of them had the answers that he was looking for. Axel didn't give up for a moment, but he got tired.

Jessica grabbed her phone as she pulled up a book. “You are observant and I need another set of eyes and ears. He is an ally and a close friend. We are not going to tell him about Charlotte but I need to know if we could, when the time is right.” “And you needed me for that?” “Axel needed to stay in case Alpha James decided to attack.” Glancing over, she started reading a book. “How can you even read in the car? What are you reading?” “It’s called Emerald Eyed Luna. I have really liked these werewolf books. It’s funny how they portray us!”

~ Austin POV ~ The newspaper hits the marble floor of the Walton penthouse with a sound like breaking glass. My hands shake as I stare at the headline screaming across the front page: "WALTON TWINS BEWITCHED BY CON ARTIST: Gallery Curator's Criminal Past Exposed." Isabella's photo stares back at me from beneath the headline, and everything inside me goes cold. "Austin." Alex's voice cuts through the morning silence, sharp and dangerous. "We need to talk."

Alex walked into his room and locked the door behind him. His hands were clenched into fists, and his mind raced with unease. Elijah searching the warehouse and taking Aura’s address book wasn’t just unusual, it was suspicious. Something was happening behind the scenes, and he had no intention of sitting back and waiting to find out secondhand.

So all he could do is to be prepared for anything that can possibly happen. The woman brought him into a villa. It is surrounding need by armed men, who look like they are willing to kill even without valid reason. All he could do is play ball, and observe his surrounding. "Good evening, my name is Oscar Cross. We have so much to talk about." ------------------ Finally, Alexander's spy returned. Though he can't quiet determine if what he bore was a good news or bad. When he scanned through the hospital records and the DNA test results, he let out a loud sigh.

If I manage to make it back home alive, I am going to spend the entire night researching multiple ways to kill a fallen angel because the urge to absolutely murder him is at an all time high right now. Not that I haven't done that already. Alexander leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Well I guess I have to make sure you don't make it back home alive then, huh?" Fuck. I forgot that he could read my thoughts too. I might also have to research ways to keep him out my head like Zach does. It probably wouldn't work considering the fact that I'm human and Zach is an angel but it wouldn't hurt to try. I need to make it out alive today, even if it's the last thing I do.