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Amber had yet to warn Katia about The Mad Hatter’s intentions. Annalee was also from The Circus room, a petite brunette with big blue eyes, who excelled at the trapeze. Her voice was high pitched, and she came off as childlike and naïve. Annalee had suffered from a mother who did drugs and drank while pregnant, it was believed it had stunted her physical and mental development in some ways. She seemed to think and act as someone around twelve rather than twenty. But she was a sweet girl and Amber had always enjoyed her company.

“Damon’s research papers are right here. He even has hand-drawn maps, one in particular that he was absorbed with over the last days, I remember. I’m bringing Damon’s camera along. If I can find anything tangible at all, I’ll have the pictures to prove it. I invited you here because I wanted to ask whether you wanted to come with me.” “Are you serious?” “Don’t I sound serious?” Anne drank the last of her coffee. She stood, picked up the bag, and started away from the table. Ruben still sat, in thought. Anne stopped and turned. “Ruben.” He looked over. “Yes?” “I was attacked today in my home.” “What?” “Have a nice day, Ruben. I’m going, with or without you.” She walked out. She didn’t have to

that usually weighed on her shoulders finally lift. She was no longer a subject. She was just Amora. She reached for her mother’s old cookie jar and wiped the dust away. "We're home," she whispered, her hand moving instinctively to her bump. Her phone vibrated. Anne. "Amora? Oh my God." Anne, a human who knew just enough about the supernatural world to be dangerous, sounded frantic. "Your phone's been dead. Are you okay? Did he... did he try to claim you?"

She settled down slowly, and they both heard the air-splitting sounds of a creature waking up from hibernation. "What was that?" Harry asked her in a panicked voice. "I've never seen one before, but my friends, the fairies, once told me that there was a medallion keeper here in the White Mountains, a creature of the night. A Lamia." Anna answered. Mr. Camilton responded, eyes rattling back and forth in a perfunctory scan for the creature, eyes opened wide as he stared off into the distance.

She wouldn't put it past William to come back from the underworld with some miracle. "D..Damien! What is all this? I don't like this!" She said out loud, hoping Damien was there and that it wasn't William. "I'm here, my love! You can open your blindfold now." Damien called out from a distance. Ariel sighed in relief and proceeded to remove the blindfold. She blinked her eyes for focus. Once she was able to see clearly, she looked around her and gasped. There were decorations set up for a mating ceremony. People were gathered around her with smiles on her face. That explained the outfit. Whose ceremony was this though? Don't tell me it's mine? She thought.

I unclasped my hands and tried to wrap my hands around my shoulder, but I suddenly stopped, a voice flashing in my head. “I, Alpha Dominic, reject you as my mate,” Dominic's face snapped me into a mid trance, pulling me into a deep, dark tunnel. I suddenly pulled away, breathing hard as he stepped back and stared down at me.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

I kept at it until the noise in the room had increased so much from the other contestants practicing. I opened my eyes to get a good view of those I would be competing against and one contestant caught my attention - it was Anne. Anne was the daughter of Gamma Joshua and Ashley's Gabriel. We had one thing in common a few weeks back...only the both of us could not transform into our werewolves but I recalled what Lily had said about her. Anne could now transform into her werewolf after she had sex with Beta Oliver. They were not mates and that was inappropriate.

Jones whispered and they both turned there attention to her not sure what she meant. " Yes I had told you that by the next morning Amelia would have passed but she's still alive and miraculously healing in a way we don't understand yet, the main reason we took her out of ICU is be cause she can now breath on her own " Mrs. Jones said with a small smile on her lips. Maggie's lips parted in surprise and then she started crying, it was then that Mr. Rogers walked and turned to Mrs. Jones then at Maggie who was crying.

he answered and Emma glared at him confused. "My mother Annabelle, was a painter and also friends with Luna Michel" he added and Luna Michel nodded. "Annabelle is your mother? Where is she? It's been long" she said and Caleb was confused, isn't she aware that her mother was dead? And it was also known that she and Alpha Lucas killed her mother. "She is dead," he said and Luna Michel gasped in shock. "The organization said you and Alpha Lucas killed her" he added and they were all confused, Emma stood up angrily.