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8. "Okay," Elion said. "Here's one from User BookWorm99. Five stars." "Read it." "This book destroyed me," Elion read. "I cried for three days. My mom asked if I was okay. Cale is the most tragic, beautiful character I've ever read. I want a Cale. Where do I find a Cale? Does A****n sell him?" Cale blinked. He looked genuinely confused. "She wants a Cale?" Cale asked.

The walls, painted a calming shade of sage green, are lined with towering bookshelves that cradle an array of literature and knick-knacks. When cahir had sat, before he could offer evander a seat, he already helped himself. Cahir gawp at him. They were foes, rivals and people who had beef with each other. Evander crossed his legs and took a book. It had everything one needed to know about drugs. Well, before Cahir would start his lectures he needed to get himself engaged. He knew this alpha feels he won it all. Cahir was done of making his victims seems like they were in good terms when he had set a trap for this man.

Author’s POV… Caitlin paced about in her room as she awaited her personal servant who followed her from the Silver Claws pack house. Rita was in line with her father’s plans and had been sent here to aid Caitlin in Alpha Gabriel’s quest. Caitlin’s heart was on the rise as she didn’t know what to expect. This was her first sabotage attempt, and she could only hope that things would go according to plan. Rita entered a few minutes later wearing a dark cloak. She took it off as soon as she closed the door behind her.

Caitlyn asked and there was a note of longing in her voice that broke Chloe’s heart. “Well,” Chloe said, sitting delicately on the chair by the bed so as not to wrinkle her dress, “since Belle loved reading so much, I thought we’d have story time.” Caitlyn smiled. “I love story time,” she said wistfully. “I know,” Chloe said. “That’s why I brought you this.” Chloe produced a dog-eared hardcover book and presented it to Caitlyn. “What’s this?” “Only the best book ever,” Chloe said with a grin.

Caitlin moved some things out of the way—an old high-chair, a crib, an oversized toy horse—and managed to make her way to the stack. She opened the first box slowly, methodically, as she’d been trained to do, extracting the books one at a time. She organized them, and catalogued them, indexed them in her head. The professional Caitlin took over. There were dozens of books, and this was exactly the kind of project Caitlin needed. Already, she could feel her racing mind and heart start to slow.

Later, it was made known that he had found his mate among the humans, which is taboo amongst his people. Again Catori stopped reading, to wonder who had left this book in her room and why? She doubted that anyone would believe her, so she decided to keep the book and what she saw to herself. After getting back in bed, Catori lay there wide awake, her mind swirling with thoughts. Until she finally fell asleep at dawn. "Catori, it's time to wake up." Her mother came into the room, drawing the curtains and making as much noise as she could. Catori groaned then rolled over, thinking that this was why she wanted to join the monastery, but after what that book had said, she doubt she would ever se

I said and slid it over to her. Caiathus was very surprised to see it and the fact that I was willing to part with it. It was the very first time that I had even allowed anyone to touch it that was not my mother. “This is unexpected,” he said, still looking at me as if I had grown a second head. “The last person to even touch that book could not fly for an entire week.” “What can I say? Solana’s a fucking bitch who deserved it. She threatened to rip the page and was lucky that I didn’t just kill her,” I defended myself.

She smiled at me. "And what did you tell me you wanted to do, sweetie?" Kat asked her. "I want to do a line off John's dick," she said. "You okay with that, babe?" Kat asked. "I never say no to a beautiful woman," I answered. Caitlyn was stunning. Tall, skinny, a whisper of blonde pubic hair. Prominent nipples. A very tight ass and virtually no hint of tan lines. Kat told Caitlyn to stroke me while she got the cocaine ready. She complied, letting her hand confidently jack my cock while she moved in to kiss me.

But I could sense her discomfort through the mate bond we shared; I could feel her quickened pulse, I could see the way her fingers trembled a little as she ran them across the spines of the books lining the shelves. More than anything, I wanted to go to her. I wanted to hold her in my arms again, just as I had when she had come to me during the guild’s test. But I gave her some space. If not for myself, then for her. Finally, I was pulled out of my thoughts when Kayla approached with a weathered, leather-bound book in her hands. “Look at this,” she said, holding up a page with an illustration of a black snake with gold flecks in its scales.

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