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the girl guided. “Boyfriend,” Boma said. “I bless you with the kind of boyfriend- in- in my life.” “His name, please. Add it.” “I bless you with- may you have a boyfriend like Donovan.” “Thanks, but Donovan who?” Boma hesitated. “I need the blessing to be specific.” The girl said pleadingly. “Because there is more than one Donovan in the world.” “Okay. Donovan Garrett” “So be it. Thank you.” The girl said excitedly, hugging Boma before exiting the restroom.

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Gio smiled even bigger. Noah had told Gio about Roni getting off the pill and that he might be a dad soon. This was no surprise. As much as Noah, who was an orphan, had always put up a front about not caring that he had no family and that his friends were his family, Gio knew having a family of his own was huge for him. Noah had been almost giddy when he told Gio about it. As young as Noah was, Gio had no doubt he was mature enough and could more than handle fatherhood.

“I won’t let anything happen.” “You won’t,” Anthony chuckles, pulling out his phone. “And what about this?” As he speaks, he places his phone on the desk and then slides it toward me so that I can take in the forum on it. Frowning, I scan the comments to an article talking about mine and Gianna’s relationship and when I come across an anonymous one, I feel anger start to move through my veins. Anonymous Posted 10hrs ago

“There’s one name I remember … someone they mentioned a lot. He’s not a wolf, but he’s the one pulling the strings.” I lean forward, my heart pounding in my chest. “Who?” Aeron’s eyes meet mine, fear flickering in their depths. “Monroe. That’s all I know. His name’s Monroe. He’s the one supplying them with the human fighters, the weapons. He runs the whole thing from behind the scenes.” The moment Aeron says the name, everything stills. Orion’s face drains of color so fast it’s like the life’s been sucked out of him. His knuckles turn white as he grips the arm of his chair, his breathing shallow, and I know exactly why.

The ringing sound of the doorbell follows. “Coming!” I get up and head to the door to find out who it is and what the person wants. I can't think of anyone who will be at the door this late at night. “How can I help you?” I question, scanning the unfamiliar figure I meet behind the door. His All-black clothing makes me instantly suspicious of him. “Are you Valery Hale?” The stranger asks back with his hands behind his back. How does he know my name? “Yes. How can I help you?” I ask again, still trying to decode his intentions.

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Then again, considering the location and time, if this person did not receive any prior instruction, there was no reason for anyone to be here. Jon hesitated before he finally asked, "Are you Anon?" Catherine stood with her arms crossed. She raised her head, looking at Jon particularly coldly. "Are any introductions needed?" Jon was caught by surprise. He did not expect the small, inconspicuous guy to be Anon. Judging from the petite frame, he looked like a girl. Jon had a particularly beefy body. He was 6.2 feet and covered with muscles. Catherine was 5.5 feet in height. In Zerwick, she was considered tall, but looked short next to Jon.

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as they pass. "Cain, how's it going?" Gene links with me and I can tell by his tone that something is wrong. "Flame's fighting Ekron, about a third of the pack have left to become rogues. What's going on with you?" I link back, my eyes following the fight in front of me. Ekron is good, he must have been trained well, but he's got obvious tells, which Onyx is taking full advantage of and by the sounds of the crowd, everyone can tell she's winning.