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he retorted. Low blow. Very low blow. He knew my background, knew that being alone was my greatest fear because I’d been tossed between foster homes. He knew that the one thing I wanted more than anything was a family, somewhere to belong. He knew exactly how to hurt me and used it to his advantage at the worst time possible. I bit back the sob that threatened to escape just as Leah let out a shocked gasp. Yeah, that’s exactly what you have to look forward to when he’s done with you. Without another word or backwards glance I left. I went back to the waiting room to get my jacket, but stopped when I saw Isaac. My surprise at his presence gave him time to stand. How much more would I be expec

Chapter: 42. ***** Rafa opened his eyes and looked around the room. He was alone, having sent his Betas away, he needed a moment to himself and to speak with Leon. Although, the call left him with a feeling of dread that won't leave even as he stared at the bookshelf holding the keys to the Book of Neer. Though he needed to be rushing over to check and be certain the Book lies safe, he couldn't find himself to get up from the bed. There is this feeling swirling around inside of him, the feeling of Fear and longing. It's not an emotion he can explain but it keeps him rooted on the bed in place as he stares at the bookshelf. He was afraid. Afraid of confirming the lingering truth already visib

Hello lovely people! Thanks for your patience. The chapter is finally up. Don't forget to rate my book with 5 stars and share a review, share your voice in the comment section and the book with your friends. Now dig into the book with an Unknown POV! Love, Krystal GoodNovel *** Unknown POV: Wasn’t she afraid? Afraid of sleeping totally alone in the room with an open window? Well, of course she wasn’t afraid. Her peaceful face portrayed that.

“When I saw our little girl for the first time, I was terrified, and there were lots of what-ifs. Suddenly, I didn’t know what to do. Dad said it’s normal… normal to be scared.” Aaron and Xavier shifted to their seats, facing me. I almost laughed when they squinted, looking at me as if there was more. I shook my head, sighing again. I lost count of how many times I sighed. “Aiden,” Jessamine called, relieving me and allowing me to escape from the guys sitting beside me. They chuckled when I stood up immediately and walked toward my best friend. “Yes?” I cleared my throat and glanced at Sonia. I was ready to jump away from her if she glowered at me, but she didn’t. I was unsure if she was ign

Across the ten years separating us, she had saved me once more. I looked at the message written on the paper crane: "Don't worry about what others think. You are you. To me, you are always the best version of yourself." I opened the book to that familiar page with the line: "I should be like a towering tree, needing no support and shedding no tears, yet able to shield all suffering." My vision blurred as hot tears clouded them before streaming down my cheeks. I hastily wiped them away with my sleeve. "I understand now, Ramona. I'll work hard to be someone like you," I whispered.

They helped me get rid of my anxiety and that feeling of being lost from being in a new city. I could do this! I could rely on my own two hands to keep myself alive and also do whatever I wanted. Even though this life wasn't without its challenges, this was the very first time I truly felt in control of my life choices. I felt like a flower in full bloom. My life went on like this, calmly and mostly uneventful, for the next six months. One day, Donna suddenly told me that she was closing the coffee shop for a day and invited me out to dinner with her.

He was alone. I am afraid of being alone, Noah's thought came to me, raw and honest. I am afraid that if I stop being strong, everyone will leave. That you will leave. That Neal will leave. That I will be the boy again, taking hits in silence, with no one to protect me. I wanted to cry. I wanted to hold him. But I had no arms. No body. Just feeling. You are not alone, I sent back. You will never be alone again. I promise.

> “I’ve been so afraid… afraid that opening up means losing control. But with you, I feel… less alone.” Leonard’s hand brushed hers, tentative but firm. > “Exactly. Less alone. And that’s a start. One step at a time, Aruna. Let me in… let me see the real you.” She took a trembling step closer, closing the gap between them. > “It’s terrifying.” > “I know,” Leonard said, his tone gentle but steady. “But sometimes, the most frightening steps lead to the strongest bonds.” Aruna let out a shaky laugh, mingled with tears. > “I never thought I’d feel this… open. Vulnerable. And yet… strangely alive.”

He lunged, tearing into the nearest enemy, his claws ripping through fur and flesh. ‎I crouched, my heart pounding, the warmth in my chest roaring now, like a storm trapped inside me. I wanted to help, to fight, but I was nothing—just a girl, wolf-less, useless. The book’s words flashed in my mind: *The unawakened will rise.* My hands shook, my breath shallow, as the warmth turned to pain, sharp and searing, like something breaking free. ‎