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“I’m making conversation. Pack bonding. You should try it sometime.” “She doesn’t owe you her story.” “I didn’t say she did. I’m just trying to get to know her. You know, ask the questions you should be asking.” Caelan paused, eyes narrowing slightly. “Like what?” Ven turned to me. “Like—what do you want now, Bane? You’ve been through hell. You’re not dead. You’re not insane. You’re here. So… what do you want next?” The apple crunched between my teeth as I considered that. Juice slicked my fingers. The truth, when I spoke it, surprised even me.

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Marvel grumbled. “Geez, tough kid. How about this? I have a son a little bit younger than you. Want to see a picture of him?” Ben pulls his phone out of his pocket, then shuffles through it, looking for the right picture to show. He turns it around when he gets to the one he wants, and Marvel leans forward slightly in my arms to get a better view.

“Are you okay?” Shit. I almost forgot. To her it's only been a day and half since we've seen each other. I nod, smiling to ease her worry. “Yeah. Everything is great.” A groan sounds behind me as Ben lifts his large body from the ground. “Warn me next time you try to shove my body through the floor,” he says to Tessa. He towers over her, which is not a hard thing to do being 6’5. Ben is one of our warriors, a gamma through and through.

It is a good thing that everyone is busy with the preparations for the approaching Halloween Event that everyone is so excited about. Once outside of the theatre gym and into the clearing, Mr. Ben inhaled a great amount of the fresh air that tasted so green and fresh, it is refreshing for his old lungs, but it does not mean that he is that old that his joints are rusting and grunting. Mr. Ben is not to be underestimated. His senses and skill are still sharp as a knife and are heavily reliable for him. “You know trying to get behind me would be an impossible task to be achieved.” He said as he placed his hands behind his back, facing the trees and not planning to turn and look at the two juni

’ It was dated 5th April 2076. Another article said, ‘ Mr. Ben completed his first reincarnation by taking on his brand- new cloned body. He is hale and hearty and has recovered from the Consciousness Transfer Procedure (CTP).” This article was dated 7th June 2086. Mr. Ben had got his new body only a few years ago. No wonder he looked so young. She never expected him to be immortal. She had this notion in my mind that immortals were old. As she read further, she developed a better understanding of how things worked on the Mainland.

“You look good. From now on, dress like this.” Claire’s smile bloomed even brighter. “Really? If that’s the case, Mr. Tennant, you’d better take me shopping later for a few more dresses like this.”

"Mabes, when are you coming back?" The text on my phone was from Ayla Jenner, a friend of mine from Swelgan. Staring at the screen, I realized that, in truth, I hadn't thought about going back for the past three days. "I'm not coming back for now," I replied. Almost immediately, another message arrived. "My birthday is in ten days. I'll wait for you to come back." "Don't wait for me. I'm not coming back," I answered firmly.

Let him. Selene inhaled slowly, steadying the storm building beneath her skin. “Tell me everything.” Lucian tilted his head, considering her. “Are you sure you want to hear it?” She bared her teeth. “I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t.” Something like approval flashed across his face. He moved closer, slow, deliberate, like he was testing how far he could push before she lashed out. Then he said the words that shattered the last piece of her restraint.