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he came and sat with us he said "thanks for the gift" I smiled he said "iam Avinash Bargav" I said "nice to meet you iam aryan chaturvedi" he nodded his head grandpa called me I went to talk to him @AVI POV@ when someone gave me the gift iam looking at it then note is their on it I looked carefully on the note it is written that to prince my eyes widened I went out and asked who gave this gift they said someone aryan chaturvedi how he knows this name

Xavier explained. “What do you mean al- Xavier?” Ashley stuttered. “I’ve never really done this before,” Xavier said as he took a deep breath. “I Xavier Evatt Alpha of the Grandcrest pack, accept you Ashley Valta as my mate” As he finished saying those words he felt more drawn to her. Ashley was dumbfounded, she couldn’t believe the words she just heard, but her state of confusion was immediately replaced with a smile as she felt his hands around her. Out of emotion, Xavier kissed her intensely, she was startled by his actions but she returned the kiss as their lips synced with each other.

Then the temperature plummeted. A slow clap echoed from the vault entrance. “Well,” Damien drawled, stepping into the torchlight, eyes gleaming with triumph. “Looks like the old stories were true after all.” Riven spun, fury erupting—but he was too late. Damien lunged forward, wrenching the dagger from my grasp. The blade flared violently in his hand, magic lashing out, yet he only laughed, wild and unhinged, as blood trickled down his palm. “If it chooses the heir,” he said, lifting the dagger high as the vault shook around us, “then I’ll be the one who claims Shadowfang.”

I got ready to college and I had to check the account statements of the previous month after returning back. Hari and I were going to the rogue tournament. It was the same number Ashwin was using. But he only picks the calls from random persons. For the past two days, he received only one call telling that there was no change in plan. Paari found the location and it was an old apartment room which was fully packed by low income earning people. Ashwin didn't leave his den all the time and the room has the smell of alcohol. He was searching for his prey. But also he was in deep pain that he was drowning himself in alcohol. Many wolves would go insane at the lose of mate but he managed to keep

She had to stick with someone soo selfish. Me: I'm not selfish....you annoying.... 😠 Ayesha: guys! Stop it already! Can you 2 please for once talk without arguing? 😣 Me and Armaan: no. He/she started it! Ayesha: (facepalms and sighs) 🤦😩 it's ok. The story is over. Everyone loved it... it's ok if there's no Epilogue. People can understand....so can I. (Sulking) 😓

—I replied flatly. Alexander fell silent, clearly stunned. I stood up to leave, but before I could, he grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me toward him. —“What happened to you, Aslin?” —he asked. Hearing his stupid question, I raised my hand and slapped him across the face with all my strength. —“You bastard. You have the nerve to ask me that?” —I screamed, rage and hatred burning in my eyes. Alexander stepped back three paces. That Aslin he once knew no longer existed. And she never would again.

Chapter 3. "No," I whined, pushing my hips back, just to chase him. "Come back. Why did you stop?" He laughed, low. "I'm not stopping, ma. It's just the beginning. I heard him spit. Then something wet and hot pressed against a place he hadn't touched yet, and my whole body went tight. "Wait," I breathed. "Philly, wait, what are you—" He pushed. The head of his cock pressed into my ass and the stretch burned, slow and unstoppable. My mouth flew open and a scream tore out of my throat. I gripped the edge of the desk so hard my knuckles went white.

He was stiff, but I didn’t let it deter me. “I don’t know all the details, but I loved my dad, I was his little Princess, and I was so hurt when one day he went out for work just like any other Monday and didn’t come back home….” I started but Asher pulled back a bit, placing his palm on my cheek, I hadn't even realized I had leaned into his touch… I wasn't meant to fall for this guy. This wasn’t the plan... heart. he whispered. “You don’t have to do this”

I said nothing. “He came to me the week Adrian died. He offered me money. Good money. More than I could have made working the docks for years.” “For what?” “To make sure nobody connected two things that happened around the same time.” I already knew I wasn’t going to like the answer. “Adrian Cassano dying,” Teo said, “and Dahlia Marchetti leaving.” My mouth went dry. “Leaving?” He nodded. “You’re saying she left?” “Yes.” “Not that she died?”

Samara nodded, wearing Ash as her jacket. In the hostel, Ash was sitting on a single bed. She was continuously crying and telling them what had happened to her. How Ashlyn slapped Kyle and how he kidnapped her and then raped her. How her family threw her out and how she ended up there outside the mall. After listening to her painful story, Jessica was in a rage, and Samara was crying along with Ashlyn. Jessica handed Ash a glass of water, which she gulped down in one go. Then Samara gave her clothes, and Ashlyn went to the washroom to have a shower.