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Her daughter peered into the book, her hands moving over to the writing. Zoey stared. One thing she didn't know, another one. Who in the hell was Zadkiel Hart and how in the hell was he related to her?

She placed her shaky hand on my head and air kissed me without bending down. Before I opened my mouth and corrected her, she added, "You're a nice father, young man. Other youngsters must learn something from you. Other than trying to run away from their responsibilities, they should embrace their kids like you. The boy is blessed to have you. Bless you, son." And then she departed, leaving us in seclusion again. I regarded Zade and found him silently staring at the book in his hand. "So homework, huh?" I tried to guess. Crawling out of my arms, Zade sat next to me. His legs stretched out before him and the book in his lap. He rocked the pen in his right hand as he slowly raised his head and

Zade As soon as we walked into our bedroom, Lenora turned to me, her eyes glinting with curiosity. “Zade, what was going on downstairs? Who is Zariel to you and what did he mean?” My lips curved into a reassuring smile. All I was trying to do was to downplay the situation. “Nothing, baby girl. Zariel was just being his usual dramatic self. Don't listen to him,” “I see,” She nodded and I sighed in relief, but it was short lived because the next minute she raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical, as if she was contemplating on believing me it not.

“Someone like me.” I grit my teeth, but I keep my voice low and steady. “Cleo, I’m warning you. Don’t go there.” “Oh, but we’re already there, aren’t we?” She laughs, a cold, cruel sound that echoes in the room. “You think you know him, but you don’t. Zade needs to be broken, over and over again. He needs the pain, the humiliation… the reminder that he’s worthless. He wants a woman who can show him his place, who can take his darkness and make him feel like he’s nothing. A woman who knows how to handle his demons—demons you could never touch, let alone understand.”

"I brought books related to medical medicine dosages, samples of medical medicine research results, and even simple recipes for making potions for a witch. Although it still doesn't seem to compare to the potion book your aunt gave you, I still hope these books will be of some help." I withdrew my words. Both my hands stretched forward to grasp Zaire's palms. "Zair, you're so great! How did you get these books in such a short time? I never thought that there were other witch potion books other than Auntie's." "Haha, that's nothing. I had thought to look for these books even from the black market when you and Zephyr were unconscious," Zaire replied with a stiff laugh. "There are times when yo

“You were lucky, that’s all. Now give me that damn book.” The moment the book was on her hand, she flicked the pages lustfully. Kleint was a bit worried the pages would be ripped and that she might never find the part she’s looking for at the state of her browsing. But his worries were in vain because, not a moment later, Z stopped flicking and was only staring at the necklace illustrated at the upper part of the content. There was a caption below the illustration and it reads, “TroXe: protector of the l**k.”

At me. “Just say what you want to say, Zeph. The floor is yours,” I demanded. “That’s enough,” Zarah spoke. “That’s why I already made a plan.” “Excuse me?” Amelia and I reacted and shared a look. “What do you mean, Zarah?” she asked. “I’m the book. Since they wanted the book back, then I’m turning myself—” “No fucking way, Zarah!” Her eyes glowed. “That’s the stupidest idea I’ve heard in a while.”

hello, all yess it's finally here the sequel to "the king and the rejected she-wolf" you can read this as a stand-alone but I think it will make more sense after reading the other one first. hope you will enjoy to those who read the first one a while ago, I change Kai's name to Aiden. why? hmm I guess the name Aiden just sounded better to me :D //Salani ------- ZARA “Zara, come out and play; we will protect you!” Zack says he and the other boys have just returned from training with daddy and uncle Mack. Grandma Rosa and I played piano today.

“What are you talking about?” She laughed, stepping closer, forcing me back into the room. “Oh, don’t play dumb, Zara. The great Alpha King Cade, a man who never spares anyone a glance, staring at you like you were something worth his time?” She folded her arms. “I’m impressed.” I clenched my fists, She wasn’t here to congratulate me, She was here because she saw me as competition. “Tell me,” she continued, her voice dripping with amusement. “Are you actually trying to seduce him? Or is this some kind of joke?”

It creaked softly, but it opened. The air inside smelled of ink, leather, and something sharp, wolfsbane. Why would Zade have Wolfsbane in his office? My eyes darted to the shelves, lined with books, scrolls, maps. Papers scattered across the wide desk. But it wasn’t the desk that caught me. It was the shelf in the corner. A single book, wrapped tightly in cloth soaked with wolfsbane. I froze, glaring harder. My breath came faster. “Why wrap a book in poison?” I whispered.