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Heather POV It’s been about a week since the day in Alpha Sean’s office. Things between Dawn and Zane were much better now that they understood why Dawn was paranoid. She still had a few episodes wanting him to mark her, but Zane was able to calm her down by holding her and watching how he worded things. The small scratch that had been on the back edge of Dawn’s ear, which is why nobody noticed it. It had finally disappeared yesterday. Dawn and I have spent the day in the kitchen preparing things for the going away party for Jacob and Zane tomorrow out at the lake. Now we’re relaxing by the pool before supper. It is easy to see that Dawn is back to her old self, since she hasn’t once been in

She’ll literally beg to rake her hands through me while I eat her pussy, drink her cum like cognac, and fuck her raw and hard. I doubt she knows what she’s getting into. Either way, if it'll shove her mind from the loss of her family then I’m game. “Don’t back away after awakening the beast in me, rypka…” “That’s exactly what I want. Your darkness is the only thing I burn for. Give it to me Dima. Let’s this who wins this game.” She spills. Right…I’ve undeniably shrouded Dawn in my web of darkness. I noticed it last night when I plunged into her. Something within her cracked, her darkest side stashed away surfaced, paving the way for me to take control.

"She—" "Betrayed you?" I turned off the recording. "Just like you betrayed me." "Interesting?" Dante knelt on the ground, his body weak, utterly defeated. "I really... have nothing left..." he mumbled. "No," I corrected him. "You still have your life." "Though I don't know how long you can keep it." As soon as I finished speaking, the sound of car engines came from a distance. Two black SUVs drove into the pier, their headlights blinding.

... Evelyn's and Laura's faces contorted in horror. They fumbled for their phones, screens illuminating their dread. 12:25 glared back. Yet the crematorium's wall clock ticked at 12:48. Panic ignited, and they whirled toward the furnace. I fixed my gaze too, a grim satisfaction bubbling inside. Perhaps the anesthesia was fading. I saw him twitch, struggling to rise, but his arms flailed weakly for salvation amid the inferno.

RHETT Two days after the Blood Moon News of the return of King Kellen and Queen Lamia spread quickly. The realm rejoiced and for two nights MacTire celebrated along with other kingdoms and packs. The realm was renewed with the hope that we would be saved from the underworld god's wrath. I wish I could share the excitement. Maybe I would if I didn’t know any better. Reports said Andora burned day and night as the dark army swept through the country. Tobias had relayed that Aodh’s armies had reached the borders of Bhakhil and they were preparing to fight on the front lines any day now.

Backstage at the Supermodel Showdown, Natalie leaned on Jared’s arm and whispered, “I’m still a little nervous about Clarissa…” Jared’s reply was firm. “She’s no longer your opponent. Today, she’s nothing more than your stepping stone.” However, before he could finish, a commotion erupted at the entrance. Stage lights flashed in every direction, and all eyes turned toward the source. I stood there, clad in Aeterna’s unreleased masterpiece, the Nirvana gown. My presence radiated power, a queen descending to her court. Behind me, my three children were dressed in matching couture. They walked with flawless runway steps, their striking looks capturing every camera in the room.

Just this one night for me to live my life as it had been before. Just this one night for me to forget about everything that happened between these past few years and live like nothing matters anymore. Not that anything does anyways. Just this one night for me to get out of my shell, shielding me away from the world and have fun. Just one night for me to forget about the pain that I carry in my chest and the scars that have to remain permanently scarred to the depth of my soul. Just this one night. And after this night, I'm gonna return to my shell. Returning to being the quiet and the ever so miserable Dawn.

He just stared at Dawn with awe, and his eyes are now bright green. Dawn is wearing backless black glittery body con dress that ends ups exactly in her calf length, it also has a slit on the right, if she wants to show-off her thighs. Her hair is flowing at her back, even though the dress is backless, her back isn’t really showing because of her hair, covering it. She also has a black cape, but refuse to wear it. The vampire band, started playing a mellow music to start the party. The visitors are chatting with each other, while drinking a cup of blood. Dustine open his mind link with Dawn so that they can talk even though they’re meters away.

Dawn needed to start making serious money to hire staff and put all that space to profitable use. Dawn David… the name rolled off the tongue oddly. He chose the last name from the story of a small boy defeating a giant. Like David, Dawn wanted to be reminded of the struggles he faced to earn the freedom he had. He didn’t want to forget the lives lost for his sake, even if he left the past behind. Part of him wanted to bear the weight of those who had departed before him and make them proud, living a life happier than anyone could imagine.

**Chapter 88 – Return to Dawn** **March 1–14, 2031 – Private Dragon Aerie to Celestial Court Outpost** The last morning in the aerie begins before the sun does. I wake to the slow, deliberate stroke of Lucian’s thumb across my ring finger, tracing the ruby as if memorizing the way it warms under his touch. The brazier has burned low; embers glow like sleepy hearts in the center of the nest. Outside the transparent walls, the sky is still bruised with night, but the horizon already hints at my light—thin gold bleeding into indigo.