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Then, to her surprise, he settled back onto the edge of the bed. "Close your eyes, sunshine," he instructed gently. Madeleine lay back against her pillows, suddenly aware of how improper this would seem to anyone from her former pack—an unmated female alone with a male in her bedroom. But Dante wasn't a werewolf bound by pack customs. As her eyelids grew heavy, she heard him begin to speak, his voice low and melodic, weaving a tale of ancient forests and starlit skies, of creatures long extinct and wonders long vanished. It wasn't until morning that she realized he had stayed all night, a silent guardian against the darkness of her dreams.

Damon Thorn—CEO of Thorn Media, secretive billionaire, literal walking god in human form—had kissed me like I was air and he’d been holding his breath his entire life. I leaned back in my seat as he paid the bill, barely able to string a full thought together. He confirmed what I’d been feeling since I walked into that glass tower. This connection. This pull. He felt it too. And then, out of nowhere, he’d asked me the weirdest question. “Do you know anything about werewolves?” It came out of nowhere. But it didn’t feel like a joke. I’d laughed it off at the time, but now—sitting beside him in his sleek black car, the city lights fading behind us—I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

My absolute headache and the reason I can’t look at another guy without laughing because, hello, how could I, after him? That summer didn’t give me pretty beaches and bonfires. No. It gave me blood on the floor, betrayal sharp enough to cut my skin, the kind of screaming that cracks your throat, and one man who refused to let me die even when death itself thought it had me. It gave me Damon crawling out of his own grave because his obsession with me was louder than the dirt they tried to bury him in. Tell me that isn’t hotter than any summer romance? And yes, I know you probably cried when you thought I was gone. I can almost see you now, throwing your phone across the room or cursing Damon

Serena approached her bookshelf, her fingers trailing across the spines. She stopped at a worn journal she'd hidden there as a child-her mother's. Pages were filled with vague warnings, hidden meanings, and broken phrases. Pieces she'd never understood until now. She opened it and began flipping through pages. There. A sentence underlined three times: The boy in the shadows will become the fire. She looked up at Damien. "She knew. My mother... she warned me." Damien appeared as if he might break. "Serena, I never wanted to hurt you. I just wanted to protect you from what I was becoming."

The aroma of roasted meat and warm herbs filled the air — clearly prepared for a werewolf, not a fragile human. “Your Majesty… I can’t eat that,” I said softly, trying to push the plate away. His arm slid around my waist, pulling me firmly back against his bare chest. “You will,” he said, his tone gentle but leaving no room for argument. “You need your strength after what we shared earlier.” He lifted a piece of meat to my lips. When I hesitated, his voice softened even further. “Do you truly think so little of yourself, Scheur?” His thumb brushed my lower lip with surprising tenderness. “Do you believe I would use you and then discard you? You are my fated mate. The only woman I have any de

I could feel their disapproval like a chill wind, but the mate mark on my chest glowed brighter, pulsing with shared power that defied both groups. James pulled me closer on the mossy ground, his hands roaming over my body with renewed hunger. He kissed my neck where his bite had marked me, his tongue soothing the tender skin while his fingers found my wet pussy again. I spread my legs for him, inviting the next wave of energy exchange. His cock, thick and ready, pressed against my entrance once more, sliding in with a slow, deliberate push that made me arch and moan. We moved together in a rhythm that built the magic, each thrust sending waves of heat through the bond.

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

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“Well because her father is very rich and popular, he is even contesting for mayorship duh! Plus, if she was supernatural, why didn’t she like super attack me or something?” “Because that could get her suspended or expelled because your school is a mixture of humans and other supernatural so it is prohibited for supernaturals to use their unnatural strengths on humans or reveal themselves to humans!” “Whatever!” I snapped with my brows raised. “So you like her right? Silly question, you’re gonna be getting married to her so how does it even matter.” I chuckled dryly. “I didn’t make that decision cuz I liked her, Anna. Hell! I don’t even know anything about her and neither do I want to know…