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Kael accepted the next spoonful that Lucas offered him—still waiting for Lucas’s answer. “I know,” Lucas finally replied. “Why didn’t I ever know about that?” “How did you find out about it? Didn’t you never want to know before?” Lucas fired that question right back at Kael. “Edward. He’s the one who told me.” “When?” “Just now. Before I saw Eira coughing up blood.” Every one of Kael’s statements left Lucas utterly baffled. How could someone already dead state the facts so clearly? Even if Edward were a prince leading an entire pack of wolves, it was still impossible.

LENA’S POV I knew something was wrong the moment Edward came home early. The house was too quiet. He never comes home before nine. Never. I was in the living room, barefoot on the rug, pretending to read a book I hadn’t turned a page of in twenty minutes. Ethan had left an hour earlier. I could still feel his presence like he hadn’t yet. The front door opened. Closed. Slow. Measured footsteps. Edward doesn’t rush. He doesn’t slam doors. He doesn’t shout. He controls.

“You are right. But I'll stay up late to see who's sitting in my room without my will.” “We’d better see your books.” Johnny checked the books in Elizabeth’s hand. In the pile of book prepared for the girl there were: Encyclopedia of magical eras, from the beginning to the present day, Find out what others have done ... and become a better wizard, by Mark Zitter Geography of magical places and unknown fantastic areas, Beaten tracks ... and uncommon roads, by Julia Simens Beasts rarely seen ... or never met, Seen in dream ... in dim mindset, by Hans von Kilberg

Yet, her body refused to agree with her mind and continued to refuse to move as she wanted it to. “Oh,” Cullen exclaimed, reaching out to steady her and keep her from falling again. “Here, let me help you.” Cullen slung one arm around her back and his hand seized Eva’s side. He started to lead her to some door she assumed lead outside. As they came closer to the doors, Eva felt useless to do anything. The terrifying thought that Cullen slipped something in Eva’s drink made her go absolutely frantic. Horror stories of girls disappearing and showing up murdered or worse came tumbling into her mind and Eva’s nerves were scattered with a new gripping fear.

For a brief moment, Killian glanced at me because he might have sensed my discomfort but his gaze wavered the moment I looked up at him, and just then did the elevator doors open with a chime. Room 16 had two male bodyguards standing in front of it. When we walked in, a doctor and several nurses were standing next to the man laying huddled in his bed, looking quite sick with a nasal oxygen cannula fitted inside his nose. I immediately recognized him from one of the portraits Killian stored in his study room. Mr. Edward Crane. "What do I have to do to get these nurses to stop snitching." He croaked, sending a lopsided grin towards Killian but he didn't find it amusing.

I freaked out a lot, the author or translator followed the multiverse trend or something TT *This is the translation I see with no link to the next chapter Edward Mitchell didn't care about anything and went, he didn't chase, but just watched the slender, gentle back figure fading away, then fell to his knees. This action. A shrill scream rang out. Anne Jenner went to the door of the subdivision, finally heard the sound, she turned, saw Edward Mitchell not far away, he was wearing a black shirt and trousers, thin lips, open cuffs, kneeling properly Usually of course, his posture was extremely dignified, but the unconcealable look of confusion in his eyes said it all.

“Elena’s not dead.” Abby stepped back. “What?” Edward’s face was pale. “I thought she died. I was told she did. But… I got a letter last year. It was unsigned. No return address. Just one sentence.” “What did it say?” Abby whispered. Edward swallowed. “She’s watching you.” (Please guys like,comment,support and follow me)

Roberto nearly topples over backward, and when he finally stands his ground firm again, his voice echoes to every crack and crevice of the kitchen, even flowing into the hallways, "Samuel Colt?" Edward is next to snap at me in total disbelief, "The man that makes weapons that can kill every goddamn supernatural being? You want to go steal; oh wait, you want to go ask him for the book?" "That is the idea, Edward. But," I hesitate for a brief moment, "I suggest that we go armed." There is nothing but a godawful cackle that comes from Edward as he now starts pacing the length of the floor, "And who gave you this brilliant idea?"

Aren't I supposed the only one who can see him since he's just a part of my hallucination? "Good morning. I'm here to check on the patient. Hello, Miss Sullivan." I can't go back to eating. I looked at the strange guy. Now he is dressed in a white coat like a real doctor. He smirked at me once before going to my Uncle. Let me stand up. "Don't approach him!" "Jace!" Nari scolded me and grabbed my arm. "What are you? The doctor is just checking on Uncle Eddie. I'm sorry, Doc!"

I think it would have been more intense if my brothers hadn't burst into the door. "Well, well, it looks like we've come to the right middle of something, my brothers! "Said Brandon, caressing his invisible beard.They looked at me and Calyxte in great shock,thinking I was with Edmond.Ryan was not very shocked because I think he noticed what was going on between us.”Out if all people you choose a vampire?”Shouted Charles.