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After he had gotten on it, he helped me up. With the anger that had filled him, he rode violently back through the narrow path, the horse galloping as if it wanted to tear the ground apart. As we got back to Alpha Jake's Fort, we headed straight to the chamber. Right behind the door, after we had opened it, was a book on the ground. It wasn't just any book, I could tell it was familiar while looking at it from my standing position. It was opened and it seemed like someone had just written on the last page, waiting for the ink to dry up.

“Be good. I’ll be right back.” XXX

She remembered what she did last time, so she pricked her finger and placed the blood on the red ruby at the top of the book. The front page had no writing like how it did the last time, they seemed to have faded out. But she could see a couple of words on the front page that didn't even make sense when placed together. Ginnak-Blood-Open- Ginnak sees this- The Past will collide with the present- Everything destroyed- Ancient rule the present- Signals collide, creating a new purpose- A Ginnak should never open this- Its true nature will be revealed- Alexandra didn't understand a word the front age said, but that didn't bother her. She wanted to see if she could open the book, it would be exci

At the bottom of the page, I noticed words written in bold cursive letters. *The origin of blood wolves* I flipped through the pages and there was nothing more again. I closed the book. It had no title. "Check the back," the voice said again and I headed to the back. The books were as they were yesterday and I ran my fingers across them. Something hit my head and then fell on the floor. I picked it up just as I noticed a presence in front of me. "Rome?" "What are you doing with the book?" He asked, he didn't look upset. Just confused.

I also watch my step because I don’t want cuts on my feet again. Some people call this the walk of shame; I call it the stride of pride. My back is still a little sore, but it isn't anything I haven't felt before. The walk to the bar was swift and easy, and I didn't mind it. If it was any longer, I'd order a ride to the place.

She sat at her desk and arranged the files while talking to Rong. Rong: Are you sure you'll be okay until the evening? Ming: Hmm, don't worry. Just buy the medicines, and I'll take them once I'm home. Rong: As you say, Taking the medications from the pharmacy, she walked towards the exit door. Her entire focus was on the call. She didn't even notice the person coming from the front. Both were busy on call. When they collided shoulder to shoulder, their medicine bags fell down. Without even exchanging a glance, they picked up the bag and walked away.

Or read all the books in the romance section of the local library! "I'm sorry! I haven't stolen anything! I don't do drugs! I haven't even seen any type of drugs before... Well, I have, you know, Ibuprofen, Paracetamol, Advil, Lo— Well that's not the point! The point is, I don't deserve to die! I'm so young and growing..." Charlie keeps rambling on in a high-pitched voice. The mysterious man scrunches up his brows as an amused look crosses his eyes. Charlie would've noticed this if she wasn't staring at his big hands that clutch two duffle bags in a tight grip.

Hello Guys!!! ❤️❤️💜 That is the end of Ramon and Camilla. Sorry the updates were so slow but I took a lot of time working on this book. Hope you all loved reading the first book and the sequel. Thank-you for reading both the two books, 60 Days and The Return. I can't thank you enough for the reads and support you have shown. I have a new book coming up soon, TAMING TERRA. Please check it out. I will be posting it soon on goodnovel, the edited version.

It brushes the back of my neck and I can feel him right beside me, close enough that his scent wraps around me. My stomach knots. I keep my eyes on the shelves, forcing myself to focus on the rows of titles instead of the way my pulse won’t stop racing. I scan the books until one catches my eye. The title almost makes me laugh, ‘Screwed Up? Here’s Your Reset Button.’ How fitting. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from snickering and grab the book fast. “I think I see another one,” he utters, his voice dipping a little lower now. “Up top.”

After all those years together, it was the first time Ryan had ever called out to me like that. I stared at him blankly. "What do you want?" His eyes held something close to pleading. "I came to take you back." I looked at him in confusion. "Back where? I live here." Ryan reached for me again, but I stepped out of reach. "I mean back to where you really belong." A bitter smile tugged at my lips. I remembered—crystal clear—the day he had once warned me, "Home? This will never be your home. Don't be stupid. My pack and villa have nothing to do with you."