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Although we were still worried about the stolen money, we were grateful nothing was found in my chamber. And obviously nothing would be found in here. When Eva left, some of Brian’s music album came in sight . I thought he had produced two music albums. I never knew they were two more albums which I had not seen. The police might have searched it out during their routine. One was entitled, SOUL MATE and the other was entitle SAVING THE REMAINS OF OUR LOVE. That title got to me and I smiled cheerfully as I caressed the album and rubbed my stomach.

"Allen, are these...Sebestian's reading glasses?" Allen called back but her voice was muffled, and Ammy gripped the glasses as tightly as she could without crushing them, feeling the metal make indents in hir skin. She picked up the book next, her hand shaking and tipped the cover to the firelight to read the title. She drew in a sharp gasp, her fingers growing lax, and the book started to slip. The book was her favorite, one she had left behind, unwilling to have it fall into her father's grasp. Most of her books had been taken and burned by his father as a punishment for a perceived sin, her father needed only thin excuses to leave Ammy bereft. So Ammy had left her most precious books with

But she… didn’t flinch. Lena walked over to a little table display and picked up a thin, cloth-bound book. She walked over to him, holding it out like an offering. *The Quiet Between Lightning Strikes.* A poetry book. The cover was old and nubbly, the title scribbled in fine silver ink. Julian stared at it like it was an alien thing. "What's this?" "A book," she said, smiling. "I told you. I don't—"

Aunt Marie says, and Lucifer nods before throwing his arm around her. "Test it out," Kohn says, moving past yet another awkward moment. I nod and glance at Garrett. He reads my mind quickly and kicks off from the wall. Beerus stands to attention in my mind, and the door to my new power bursts wide open. My Alpha aura floods the relatively large space, and the expressions on my families' faces instantly change to shock. Beerus- merge with me. My wolf pushes forward, and our eyes begin to glow. "Do you, Garret Jenkins, pledge yourself to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I say as Beerus feeds me the words.

she said, smiling happily at the thought of their first grandchild. “Hopefully, ma. By the way, I’m here to get my books.” “The ones by Jakara Blue? Yes, it’s on the bookshelf in your room.” Later in my room, I indeed saw about ten books by Jakara Blue that were arranged neatly on a shelf. I picked one of them and traced the embossed author’s name with my finger. This explained why I used the name Jakara Blue as my new name in Japan. It must be because I was an avid reader of Jakara Blue’s books. Remembering about my purpose in coming here, I started opening the folders that were arranged on another corner of the shelf. I had the habit of placing important documents in a folder.

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Ryker cleared his throat before answering, "To hang out at the bar as usual." "And drink and get drunk?" Rosalia shook her head. "No wonder," she said more quietly. Ryker who heard that was drawn closer to her. "What does that head shake mean?" Rosalia girded her loins even though she was scared to death of Ryker and those men. "That's what I thought about the biker gang and you confirmed it." Ryker quickly picked up the screwdriver Rosalia was holding. "We're not an ordinary biker gang. We're not what you think we are." Then he threw the screwdriver at the wall and it stuck there. "We're more dangerous than you think."

Closer. Panicking. Hurting. Holding himself together by threads. And then— I hear him. A sound so soft I almost miss it. Not a roar. Not a howl. A whimper. My wolf stumbles inside me, collapsing from the weight of it. That wasn’t the curse. That was Cain. The man. The Alpha. The impossible storm of power who never bent for anything— Whimpering. I choke on a sob and sprint. The trees thicken around me, gnarled branches clawing at my clothes, but I shove through them, skin stinging, lungs burning.

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It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!