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I kiss the top of her head as I reply, “I will never let anyone hurt our daughter Tatiana.” My sister Teena has just placed Octavia in her cradle; she smiles at me sadly as she leaves my bed chamber. Octavia is a beautiful baby. She will grow into a beautiful woman just like her mother; the corners of my mouth tug up in a smile as I look at her; she opens her eyes they glow gold briefly for a moment as she chuckles, looking back at me.

“I’m too old for the ambition game and not exactly sure how I could betray anyone here.” Balric eyed him suspiciously and prayed he wasn’t making a mistake. “Caius’ daughter, Danielle, she’s different from the rest of us. The black book did something to her, something I think the deabru wanted to happen. I need to know everything you know about that book.” Ian frowned. “Did she use the thing as I did?” He almost sounded worried. “No, why?”

she taunted, glancing back at me with a mischievous grin. “Since you’re my daughter, I advise you not to eat anything in the morning; a weak skeleton won’t do.” she laughed, disappearing out the door. I turned to Annabelle. “I guess ‘Skeleton’ is my new nickname.” She offered me a weak smile. I sighed, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

I asked, looking around at the mess of papers and books. She waved her hand dismissively. "I've been reading all night, I just moved my workstation here when I knew you had left." Derek stood at my side, and Shirer thrust a book up at me. "This is the only book I have found out of thousands of books that mentions anything about the warlock king having daughters." Derek's eyes narrowed as he looked at the book. "This is the only mention of the warlock king's daughters?" he asked, his voice skeptical.

I should’ve just told her. “I’ve had Adelaide trying to track him down since the day I received the letter. I didn’t want you to stress about it when I had no information. We never found anything on him. We don’t know his connection to Ryan or Leon, but we are assuming he is a warlock.” “So some powerful warlock that has erased himself from history is after our daughter?!” “More like he wants to destroy this pack and take our daughter as his prize.” “That’s not any better!”

What was this man going to do to his own daughter? Daniel saw my face and let out the most unsettling laugh I had ever heard. A psychopath would take notes from this man. “What? You're sad? You hate this? You feel pity for a daughter that disowned her own father?” “Let her go. She didn't do anything wrong.” Amelia was shaking her head, tears rolling down her cheeks, urging me to stop talking or trying to help her. I will never do that. “Oh but she did. She used to be my pride. How could my pride betray me? She knew all along about everything else and kept me in the dark.”

Some were indecipherable, either the ink had been blotted out or I just didn't know how to. I should have asked Killian but I was hesitant, I wanted to figure out as much as I could on my own first. When I finally finished, I dropped the old, worn book and began reading what I'd transcribed. According to the book, Maya Greyhound was the daughter of the first Greyhound Alpha which made no sense because what's this book doing all the way here? Who even thought to write a biography of a random Alpha's daughter? Perhaps a lover. But as I read on further, I realised it couldn't be.

Danielle “She found me,” I said, and smiled. “I didn’t mind.” He crossed his arms. “She likes you. She doesn’t typically like women. Used to men, ’suppose.” “You’re raising a really sweet little girl.” “Seriously. What’s your story, Dani?” he asked. “How’d you meet Booker?” “I got lost and broke down outside the wrecking place. Aust—ah, Booker, came to my rescue.” “What do you do? You know, for a livin’.”

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now