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We headed to Valmore Enterprises in silence, we didn't know what to say or what to expect when we saw him, but I, for one thing, could not wait to see him despite everything. We entered the building and Lora's hand was in mine and we saw a lot of our allies and Roman's men. Our sons went to mingle and then I saw Drax with a beautiful dark skin Fae woman on his arm. I was jealous, he leaned in and kissed her and I realized it was his girlfriend, I remembered her from a magazine article that they lived together. Drax looked so handsome in his suit and although his face looked different, I could sense it was him, I felt drawn to him and my wolf said, "Mate, he is still our mate," and my heart f

I said, peering out from behind the book in my hand, "I really wanted to know what happened to Diana and am waiting for her and Matthew to get together." "Really, is that what you are waiting for?" He asked, stealing a glance towards Draco, "I will have to re-access if you like fantasy novels or romantic ones. I mean, I gave you ‘A Discovery of Witches’*, and instead of asking about the missing alchemical manuscript Ashmole 782, you want to know when Diana and Matthew will sort out their feelings?" "Girls, dude, they are just wired that way," Draco added. "God, you two are such babies still complaining about girls. Rooting for the lead couple is so normal and human." I scolded.

He's not someone to joke with his health, but first, he would discuss it with his friend. ******** Meanwhile, as soon as Drake stepped out of the room and shut the door, his cat had slowly transformed into a very beautiful lady with glowing brown skin. Her brown mane reached down to her waist, shining beautifully, just like her skin. It was the same lady that goes around with the priest to recruit their kind to fight against Morgana and the rest of the royal family. The same girl turning everything upside down and effortlessly ruining people with her schemes. The one that caused Morgana to be living as a maid. The one that betrayed her.

A tall, commanding figure strode into the hall, backlit by the open doors. Draco! He was not only alive; he had returned in triumph! The room went dead silent. Amelia, who had been gloating just seconds ago, froze mid-smile and let out a scream as if she'd seen a ghost. "No! Impossible! How can you be alive? You were supposed to die in the North!" Draco never spared her a glance. He came straight to me, and the cold distance in his eyes melted into aching tenderness. He crushed me to his chest, his breath hot against my ear. "Elena, I'm back. I won."

I answered, Abby’s eyes glowed as she giggled and bit her lip, looking over at Sam. “I guess I already claimed Eli, but not the others. Wait, dragon thing?” “We can fix that, now.” Sam said and Abby’s cheeks heated up with a blush. She turned back to face me. “The claiming, I don’t care if you claim the others. Tonight you’re mine.” “Sam,” Abby said holding her hand up with an exasperated sigh, “Dragon?” “Yes, dragon and succubus.” I answered, watching as her eyes grew impossibly large.

It was explained to me that Brea would need Leon, as he was possibly her mate—but until she forgave him, there was nothing we could do. When we were finally left alone, Draco lifted me from the floor and set me on the tall counter that separated the kitchen from the dining table. His hands lingered under my shirt, sending sparks racing through my body. “I can’t wait until you get your wolf, baby girl,” he murmured, stepping between my legs and kissing me hungrily. His tongue tangled with mine, fighting for dominance until I surrendered. He squeezed one of my breasts under my shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and the sensation was intoxicating.

The heat of his touch was searing, shocking through the thin silk of my dress. "Enough," Draco growled. The sound was deep, vibrating against my back as he effortlessly hoisted me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. The world tilted violently... the room, the brothers, the opulent lighting all spinning into a blur. "Draco!" Daemon laughed, though there was a frantic edge of surprise in his tone. "Don't be such a miserable bastard. She was just getting to the fun part." "I am finished with the pleasantries," Draco bit out, his voice a low, terrifying rasp that sent a jolt of genuine fear... and something far more complicated, straight to my core.

She sat down beside him and gently asked, "Feeling better?" Draco's beautiful eyes, like cherry blossoms, held a hidden depth even when he wasn't smiling. His black hair spread out at this moment, a few strands sticking to his forehead. His expression was slightly panicked, and suddenly, he tightly embraced Emma's waist. In an instant, Emma felt a contradiction. The hand on her back trembled, yet its touch made her tense and slowly relax. She gently asked, sounding as soothing as possible, "What's wrong?" At this moment, a glimmer of light poured in through the window, touching Draco's exquisitely handsome face. His long eyelashes trembled, and droplets of tears formed like shattered gems. E

Now it was almost midnight and I couldn’t stay aloof anymore. I was a hermit used to being on my own for as long as I could remember! Hermione’s presence in my home disturbed me, especially tonight. The red bikini drove Freyr and me wild with desire! Why was she hellbent on breaking me? I didn’t want to lose my restraints and claim Zephyrus’s sister out of all the wolves in the world! Yet my heart thawed at the sight of her burning with fever locked up in her room. No, I didn’t feel a thing for her other than hatred. I just brought her over to my bedroom so I could look after her!

"We are not separate. He, you, and I... we are a single flame in the dark." Zade's face tightened. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away from the dragon. His grip was tight, almost painful, but he didn't let go. "Don't immerse yourself in him too deeply," he hissed in my ear. "He is a predator. If you forget who he is and who you are, he will consume you." "Maybe you're just afraid that he knows me better than you ever will," I looked deep into his eyes. Zade's gaze darkened. We stood there in the dawn light, in the shadow of the massive dragon, and the tension between us practically sparked. In this moment, there was no prince and thief. We were just two people, inseparably b