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**** Medical Bay – Just Before Dawn Elena blinked awake beside Grayson, his heartbeat steady beneath her cheek. He stirred. "I could get used to this," he whispered. "Me too." The sunrise painted the walls in amber and gold. But peace, they knew, was only ever borrowed. And someone, somewhere, was already planning how to take it back. **** Author’s Note 💌 Thank you for reading this chapter! Don’t forget to follow, leave a comment, and add this book to your library so you never miss an update! Your support means the world to me.❤️

. 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙁𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 � �𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥.

Faris I woke up to sun shining on my face. The morning brightness waking me up. I got up and sat on the bed, eyes still closed because of over drinking last night. I felt hung over and my head was aching. I roamed my hand on the night stand to get my mobile, it has always been my habit to check my mail early morning from work and start then start out my day with working out. I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand.

her mother says. “Sure it’s no problem,” Dawn said, and her mother handed her an envelope, and Dawn went on her way. She walked into her father's office to find papers tossed everywhere, from his desk to the floor. She wondered, "How could an alpha depart his office looking like that? Dawn tidied up, and within thirty minutes, she had collected all the papers from the desk, making the office clean. Her gaze swept across the room, observing everything, and then her attention landed on a book positioned beside the couch leg. When Dawn reached for it, a folded piece of paper slipped out from the book. Gathering the paper, Dawn feels its texture and sees that it has changed from white to a beige

And with a wink he climbed the stairs. . . . Are you guys ready? Hopefully yes! If this is the first time you are reading my book, you have to read His Broken Princess before this and you can also read standalone- BRIDE TO BE and a completed Duo series CAGED-A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTIVE ROMANCE and TRAPPED FOREVER- A Dark and Twisted Happily Ever After. Thankyou ♡ A. Gupta

My voice was steadier than I felt, pushing aside my fear. "Of course. She uses a pen name—Thea Blackwood," Declan responded, noting the wince I tried to hide. "You'd know her as the author of Forbidden Desires. The title hit me like a bell ringing in the distance. "The romance novel?" It seemed silly, too fanciful for the serious matters that occupied my life and powers. But I couldn't ignore its underlying currents of magic, elements, and foretelling; they had revealed truths between the lines, whispering insistently like rippling water.

Driven by instinct, by fury, by every ounce of strength my broken body could muster, it drove upward with devastating precision. It connected. The impact was solid, satisfying, perfect. I felt something give beneath my knee, felt the soft tissue compress and crush, felt the immediate tension in his body as agony replaced arousal. Kai's eyes went wide. His mouth opened in a silent scream. His hands released my chin and flew to his crotch, clutching at the source of the pain as he doubled over and crumpled to the filthy floor. For one perfect, glorious moment, the Alpha of the Bloodmoon Clan, the most powerful wolf in hundreds of miles lay at my feet, gasping and whimpering like a wounded pup.

GRACE'S POV APRIL 12th, 2013 There was a sound. It came first as a distant ringing, sharp and persistent, like something fighting to pull me back from wherever I had fallen. It cut through the quiet darkness, growing louder, closer, more insistent. “Grace?” “Grace!”

The instinct to claim her, to mark her as his own, burned hot and fierce within him. She finished her call as their eyes locked, her smile lighting up the room like the first rays of dawn breaking through a storm. She ended the call with practiced ease, slipping the phone into her pocket as she moved toward him. Her fragrance enveloped him like a flood, sweet like honey and wildflowers, laced with the slightest hint of her own wolf.