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"Next day I was roami....." Next day Abhinav was roaming in the college in search of Amaira.And when he entered into the library , he found her there. Amaira was sitting on a table at one corner of the library and reading a book. His heartbeat got increased and his lips craved into a smile at her sight.He walked towards her and when he almost reached to her, She turned her face towards him as if she had sensed his presense.Seeing him she broke into a broad smile.

There was no need for violence now—Amira had surrendered, and that was all he needed. **Ryan pov** My vision swam as I slowly blinked, struggling to make sense of my surroundings. The room was dimly lit, and the first thing I noticed was a figure standing in the doorway—a woman. Amira. She looked exhausted, her hair disheveled, her eyes red from crying. She seemed so small, so defeated, like the weight of the world had crushed her spirit. The sight of her in such a state made my chest ache with a deep, gnawing pain. I wanted to reach out, to hold her, to tell her everything would be okay. But something else caught my attention.

Vedika said as she walked out of the room. "She is always so lovely, no one would believe she is forty." Pooja said to Amaya "Right, that's how I want to be like when I'm older." Amaya said "Well, you will be even more pretty, I mean, you are dark skin, it has benefits." They both laughed and finished hanging the clothes. Then they walked out and sat on the bed. Amaya showed Pooja some photos, of newyork and Nigeria, and they were interrupted by Rohit as he walked in

She knew I never wanted to be Alpha and was quite happy being the pack doctor, maybe she was trying to plan ahead but everything went wrong when Kiwi killed our father. It saddened me to think she had kept Kiwi a secret for so long. Not just her but father too. If mother knew she existed, did father? He had worked so hard on trying to teach me how to be an Alpha. Alexander and Kayla’s arguing break my thoughts, they had moved back down the corridor again and all I could hear was Kayla shrieking about how they were mated by the Moon Goddess and how he should love her. Rolling my eyes, I make a point of slamming the door shut, I wanted to read more of the book. Flipping the page to the one Kay

This is the only way to stop this ragging beast or he wouldn't stop until kill the every last life over this land. *** With the blood dipping my hands of the every last bird who tried to stop me in my way I made outside the special cell area where they keep Ammy. My beast reaches its peak of rage and destruction, eager to see our mate safe and sound from his eyes. The door of the cell was unlocked but had to pulled out of its hinds for makes space for this 7 inches tall creature.

I smelled the copper tang of Iyanla’s blood and the sweet, cloying scent of the rosewater Fenra used to wash her hands. Almost done, little wolf, Fenra’s voice whispered in the back of my skull, sounding like honey poured over a razor blade. Your mother is a stubborn map. But the twentieth name requires a fresh canvas. I can see you through the salt, Amara. You’re coming home to be the ink. "Get out!" I screamed in my mind. I leaned into the rage. I didn't reach for the light. I reached for the kitchen girl’s defiance. I thought of the nine years of silence and the weight of the soup pots. I turned my own pain into a blunt instrument and shoved it down the link.

Miles away, Amara sat at her desk reviewing new business proposals. Completely unaware that the real battle was only just beginning. END OF CHAPTER 19

After some time, he finally found it – a locked box marked with the same emblem as Lydia's father’s ring. Kyle broke the seal. Within the container was various paper, drawings, and a single darkened leather-bound book, that seemed to thrum softly when touched. The title was engraved in an ancient language, yet one word stood out for him. Moonfire. As he flipped through the pages, he discovered a mixture of history and warning – they described wolves capable of using the nature of the moon, those with blood that glowed more intensely than bond, whose strength causes fear even to the gods.

"You never have been." I believed her. But that didn’t stop the fear settling into my chest. Because even if I wasn’t alone... what was coming felt bigger than all of us. And I had the sinking feeling the book had only just started to tell me the truth. Amy returned a few minutes later with a steaming mug. The scent of chamomile, lavender, and something faintly citrusy curled into the air. I wrapped my hands around the warmth and murmured a soft thank you. "Would you like some privacy?" she asked gently, glancing toward the book still resting beside me, its faint glow not quite hidden beneath the throw.

Author’s POV Amber sighed, torn between wanting to be left alone with her thoughts and a tiny spark of curiosity about whatever Bella was offering. She ambled back into the room, dragging her feet, and saw Bella holding out a hardcover novel like it was some kind of miracle cure. From where she stood, Amber couldn’t even read the title, just a glossy cover with swirling gold lettering and two shadowy figures locked in what looked like an intense embrace.