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"Oh… I feel weird." "You are blood drunk," He huffed, amused despite himself. "It is alright. I have you." "My beloved," she whispered dreamily. "My amazing, powerful Beloved." Daemonikai only stared at that beautiful face. She clung to him, voice growing hazier, but words stayed achingly clear. "I wish I could take away some of your burdens. I will bury them somewhere far from the face of the earth… Or bear them as my own." She still thought this way? Even after everything?

Before he could finish, Lisa covered his mouth and shook her head. "I'm a petty person, Mr. Lorvis. You should know that. Emily dared to bully Charlotte because you let her. When she died, do you know how much pain she endured? Do you know how much silent suffering she endured because she couldn't speak? You don't. So let me tell you this, Eric—your love is disgustingly cheap." Tears welled up in Eric's eyes and spilled onto Lisa's hand. He suddenly dropped to his knees, his voice hoarse and desperate.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Beloved," he said. The gentle authority was back, she heard it settle into his voice like something he had decided to pick up, a tool he needed. "Choice is illusion. There is only the path Nyx has laid before us, and the joy of walking it in perfect harmony with her will." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Eve looked down at their joined hands. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

Whispered, “We won.” She smiled against his shirt. “We did.” She looked up at him. At the man who had waited. At the man who had stood. At the man who had loved her without chains. And in that moment, on the same beach where vows had once been whispered in fear, they were renewed in joy. Where love had once been caged, it was now free. Where pain had once lived, love bloomed. Ophelia’s voice, soft, “I once thought love was a debt I could never repay. Turns out… love was the only thing that ever set me free.”

What is freedom without someone to share it with? I shake the thought away. Attachments are dangerous. Love is a liability. The only thing I need is freedom. And I’m so close I can almost taste it. Just one more week and I’ll be free.

But as proof that I am more than what I was made to be. And that love, when chosen freely, does not bind. It unburdens.

She clung to Evan, her vision slowly darkening as she fainted in his arms. Love is something that must be cherished for life. It can save those whose hearts are dark and cold. Amber did not succumb to the harsh treatment of the Miller family. She didn't want to drown in the sorrows and despair of her life. Love is like her life line. The only thing that can save her from this misery. She never experienced real and genuine love. Someone who truly cares about you and will do anything just for you. And that is what Amber wished for so long. A person who will love her no matter what.

He closed his eyes. “Honey,” Alice sweetly said. Travis smiled when he saw her face. He’s such a lucky bastard even seeing her in his dreams. “Honey,” she whispered once again. Travis’ smile widen, he thanked the Moon Goddess for giving him the best gift, his mate, his damn lovely mate.

Abena POV Attention everyone! That's the pack orator's voice; and immediately everywhere returned to silent. It is with deepest regrets and sorrow I hereby announce the death of Asher Throne. The Alpha of all Alpha’s of Winterhaven pack. While he will be missed by us all, here is the death wish of the alpha before passing away to join the moon goddess to look after us... "I want my new wife, Abena to remain the Luna until she chooses any of my princes as her fated mate and together they shall rule this pack with honor and diversity. I have bestowed her with the breath of life, only she has the power to heal now!"

The event not only marked the arrival of a new family member but also highlighted the power of love, unity, and the shared journey of those who came together to welcome the newest addition to their lives. In honor of all the loved they had received, Catherine and Donovan, alongside some other people started a foundation in the name of Stanford Smith. The foundation was to cater for people with little to no funds for medical aid. They had created history in the name of Stanford Smith.