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Luna, my ever-curious cat, sat amidst a pile of scattered books, her green eyes wide with mischief. “Looks like someone’s been studying a little too hard,” I said, scooping her up. Luna purred contentedly, nuzzling against my cheek. As I straightened the books, a strange sense of peace settled over me. The nightmare still lingered, a dark stain on the edges of my mind. But Adrian’s presence, his unwavering support, had offered a lifeline.

I shake my head and offer a compromise, "Well, then explain it to me and maybe I won't be as shallow." Sarah bites the inside of her cheek and looks around the cabin again before she lets out a breath and gives in. "If you were to meet a male cat, he'd explain the heat season as the most magical time of the year. And honestly, I understand their views, but at the same time, I despise the way they are. It's different for us, women." Something in her snaps as Sarah sits next to me, rests her hands in her lap, and stares at them. "While wolves worship their partners and go wild, cats go above and beyond. For one thing, they're more aggressive- you can't imagine how easy it is for them to turn a

They were her faithful companions, guardians of the library, defenders of the kitchen. Horatia was more reserved and subdued than Audrey. She had few friends and often spent her days reading or riding. The cats would join her in a window seat or a chair and curl their tails around their bodies, purring with unconditional love. Being around them she forgot her troubles, forgot that she desired a man who was nothing but cold to her.

The gesture had been so endearing, a glimpse into his inner world. When she got home that night, she had devoured the pages hungrily, each word bringing her closer to him. As her fingers brushed against the spines of the books, she couldn't help but smile, reliving those moments. Her eyes scanned the shelves, searching for another literary gem that might catch her attention. Catherine admired his taste in books; they were like silent reflections of his soul. She paused at one that seemed particularly intriguing, pulling it out. Her heart swelled with admiration and affection for the man who had introduced her to such captivating literature. Just as she was about to delve into the pages, some

Curiosity was eating at her. With an effort, she made herself focus on the other titles. He had books on negotiating, battle tactics, history, agriculture…boring. Didn’t the man read any fiction? There was a book on stained glass that looked mildly interesting, but she kept scanning the shelves, hoping for something more enticing. Her search was rewarded. There, right in the middle of his shelves at eye level, was an entire shelf of books devoted to lovemaking. Wiley’s eyes boggled as she read the titles: An Illustrated Guide to the Sensual Arts. A Woman’s Climax. Emotional Need and the Sensual Virgin. There were dozens of titles.

Curiosity tugged at her to go to the library. She got out of the room and followed the path Alice had described. The library's doors creaked open, revealing rows of shelves stacked with books. The air was a bit dusty and cobwebs hung around. She wondered if people hardly came here. She trailed her fingers along the spines of the books until she found one titled: “The Lunar Bond, The mating of wolves” Her hand trembled slightly as she lifted the heavy book. She opened it, reading in silence about bonds, instinct and transformations.

She peered at me through her round glasses for a moment, then smiled again. “Enjoy.” I was then left alone. I simply shook my head. I dug into the contents of the box. It held a number of books, newspapers and photographs. My eyes caught a small leather bound booklet, with the outline of a curved cat pressed onto it’s cover. I pulled it out– ‘A Feline’s Capabilities…The Cat as The Obsidian Circle’s Symbol” it read.

But hearing Harriet's question, Liam and Old Duke smiled blandly. "Madam... the cats... do you like them?" asked Liam softly. Harriet nodded. "I like cats a lot. I like dogs too, but I'm more of a 'cat person' than a 'dog person'." Liam looked at Harriet sadly, as if feeling guilty about something. "Madam... no cats can live in the North. They are very afraid of the Lycans, more so than the wild wolves afraid of us," Liam said. If the wild wolves viewed them as gods, the cats viewed them as demons.

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And they're huge. The way the story ends in this book isn't complete, because Adonis and Bella get another book in the series. That book is the sixth, so I can't proceed with their story without finishing books 2, 3, 4 and 5, because the 6th book picks up from where Bella and Adonis's story left off in this book but continues through the story of the rest of the couples. And I simply don't want to ruin the surprises the other couples have to offer in the meantime.