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“I didn't think I would ever see you again.” “Neither did I,” Hannah responded, and the next minute, they hugged. Wow! Another partner in the craft? Just great. “Who are they?” Hannah asked Lisa. “Francesca is the brunette. The other one is Othelia,” Lisa introduced. “They are all the Alpha's personal slaves. If you had come earlier, you would have met Selene. She's dead now, unfortunately.” “That is very sad to hear. Hello ladies, I'm Hannah Quinn, the Alpha's one true mate,” She introduced. I couldn't help but notice the subtle glance she threw my way. The others let out a surprise gasp.

“Stop! Stop saying this, you don't get anything, there's more to it….” “Then for the sake of whatever matters, tell me. Tell me!” “It is because of ANTI, it means Antaleum Nagaxium Tilogydo Tiransodi.” “I thought no one knew what it meant.” “Who told you that? Haughter, right? Like I said, she doesn't know much, in fact, no one alive beside Aunt Joanna and me knows shit.”

“Tell me what would it take for you to not leave me?” Vishous growled angrily. “I am the alpha of this pack. I can give you anything you desire.” “I am just going to accept the God’s wish.” Maya replied. Her reply bothered him so much that his wolf started crawling on the surface of his chest to let it out. To let it show Maya what it wanted her to do. Vishous stayed silent for a minute but the line of his patience had already been crossed.

His tail wrapped around me and my pups in a protective wrap and its warmth was enough to bring down my body’s defences and approach peaceful sleep. “I love you…belle.” I think my mind conjured the last line before I dreamt of a blue lycan on top of a huge rock and the supernatural kingdom bowing down at him, while he picked up three white alpha cubs who had imprinted on him and proudly showed them off to the world with his arms outstretched, amidst chants of ‘Long Live The King! Long Live The King! Long Live The King!’ In a long, long time, I looked forward to the future where the vision might come true. This was clearly not a figment of my imagination. It was a message from the Moon Goddess

Nobody in the company would want anything bad to happen. But could I trust her? Her previous actions replayed in my mind, making me feel uncomfortable. "Thank you, Amanda. I'll do my best with this project." "So, how are you planning to meet Harrison?" Amanda nudged me with her elbow. "You just arrived in the United States, and I guess you've only heard about Harrison. He's the most famous, youngest, and most powerful alpha in the entire country. Many noble ladies can't even get a glimpse of Harrison. Do you think you'll have a chance?"

“Liar.” He surged forward, sweeping my leg and pinning me to the mat. His weight pressed down—not crushing, but firm enough that I could feel his breath against my neck. “Yield,” he said quietly. The suppressant had started to fade. My body burned and my pulse raced. I could smell him, and worse, he could smell me. “I said yield, Hale.” I turned my head just enough to meet his eyes. “Get off.” Then it happened. The faintest crack in the mask. My scent slipped which felt sweet, warm, unmistakably Omega.

“Another charity case.” “Leave her alone, Cora,” another girl spoke softly from behind me. She had kind eyes. “I’m Anya.” “Selene.” “Don’t mind her,” Anya said, nodding towards Cora. “She’s just pissed she’s not in the Alpha’s bed anymore.” The Alpha. Our Alpha. The one I was here to serve. “Is he… here?” I asked Anya that afternoon as we polished an endless stretch of gold staircase “Who, Alpha Kirion?” she laughed. “Gods, no.”

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"That's... that's not possible. You're just a child!" "I'm the Silver Moon Luna," Luna said, her voice carrying the weight of destiny. "And I understand something you've forgotten, Morgana. Love isn't about possession or revenge. It's about choosing to see the good in others, even when they've hurt us." The pack had gathered now, drawn by the commotion. Marcus stood supporting a conscious but weak Aria, his face pale with shock. James and the other warriors watched in awe as their future Luna faced down a centuries-old witch.

She followed the husky back into her office and sat down to listen. "Firstly, My name is Motus And I'm the Alpha of Silent Moon. I can change shape from canine to human, but as you can see...I'm stuck. My enemy Damon did this to me. He apparently cursed me knowing as long as I am stuck like this, I can rule my territory. And he's been after it for centuries. The other night , we ran into a few of his guards and that big gray one was Amadaus, Damon's right hand wolf. Amadaus has been close to Damon since the beginning of the DarkClaw clan. He keeps Damon safe. Now,...to help me I need to break this curse. But we need to know which he used so we can get rid of it. If we can get ahold of one