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Ela’s small face tightened with worry. “I want Papa,” she said quietly. “Why can’t we all just be happy?” Eli sighed, sounding older than his age. “Mama has been through a lot,” he said. “First Papa fighting. Then that woman coming. And now this.” Ela frowned. “That woman is bad.” “Don’t say it too loud,” Eli warned. “I don’t care,” Ela whispered. “I’m going to investigate.” Eli looked at her. “Investigate what?”

ELSA “What do you mean she has to stay here with us?” I ask as I pace the around the room while Leo soys across from me, his legs crossed and his devilishly handsome face poised with something indescribable. “I'm only going to say this once, Elsa,” he gives me a bored look that makes my heart clench before he concludes his statement, “Sarah has been through a lot and I have to be there for her!”

“Permanently.” A pulse of fear shot through my chest, followed by something colder, sharper, steadier. Fine. Let her try. Lucian went to the door and called for Elias, who was already waiting with that quiet, watchful stillness of his. I always liked him. He reminded me of a storm that hadn’t decided whether to pass harmlessly or tear the roof off your house. “We need a delay” “Elias will escort you to the neutral zone,” Lucian said. “You’ll contact Elara from there. Alone.”

Looked like it, acted like it– what was he doing with friends like them? “If you leave, you're done,” Ted announced, trying to scare him into submission. “You know how you want that sponsorship. I can get you that fame. I don't even need you, you need me. You'll be crawling back–” “Good talk, later,” Elijah yanked Finn by the hand and pulled him through the hall and down the stairs. The sound of fucking filled the air as they walked into the living room where his friends had their omega's bent over on the couch, driving relentlessly into their holes.

"You will get your cut, your offshore accounts will be filled with millions, and you will never have to work a single day in this city again. But you must be flawless. Do you understand me? If Elara tries to bring up the fake pregnancy, or if Tyler tries to block the signatures, you must use your position to override them and force the contract through." "I understand," Elena nodded, her voice steady and confident. "Consider it done, Lydia. By nine-thirty tomorrow night, Elara's little game will be over." "Good," Lydia breathed, her chest rising and falling in sharp, excited gasps. "Now get the hell out of here before anyone sees us." Without another word, Elena dissolved back into the dark

“When the right trigger is pulled. When the right memories are planted. When they believe with all their heart that they are doing the right thing. That they are saving the people they betray.” She looked at me then, her gaze steady and terrible. “The bell rang three times last night, Azariah. And I have been watching. I have seen the way Elias looks at the sealed spire. The way he hesitates when he speaks of the core. The way he guards certain files as if his life depends on no one reading them.” “Elias has always been loyal,” I said. “He has stood beside us through every danger.” “Or he has been waiting,” Elara replied. “Waiting for the signal we all heard last night.”

TARGET CONFIRMED. THE GIRL KNOWS NOTHING YET. The man typed a reply. Continue monitoring. Do not engage. We need her alive. Elena felt the prickle on her neck— the instinctive warning of someone being watched. She turned. But the figure had already vanished. As Elena opened the car door, her phone buzzed again. Another message. Unknown number. She frowned and opened it. One sentence. You are not Elena Xia. Your real name is Elara. Her breath stopped.

It seemed that Hazkiel’s friends could gather and provide her with useful information. Lanaya cast her gaze once more at the flames and crashing sounds amidst the splendor of this city. Then she flew away. After all, all the misery that happened at Elenio, which started 123 years ago, was her fault. Lanaya must be able to end all of this as a form of accountability, and because she holds the status of Guardian of the Earth. * “Look at this.” Nero handed the Archturian communication device to Servant, which was playing a video of Heros’ speech.

" Pray Derek doesn't finds out what you did to his mate" And then Elia coughed rubbing her neck as she stood up from the ground. "Who's this?" Liam asked his mother. "Her fellow witch" Clarissa said and Liam rolled his eyes , he knew he would waste his time asking his mother. "Who are you " Liam asked Elia. "Uhumm... I'm... My name is Elia Peters" Elia introduce herself, it was so scary to be facing a giant and a giantess. Atleast the giant seems to be sane as he held Aria with care in his arms not the insane giantess queen.

That voice! My wolf, Layla, sprints up on my mind in excitement on hearing that voice and I shut her out immediately, lest she makes me do what I'm not supposed to do. I try my best to ignore my heart that's beating uncontrollably and proceed to place the tray on the table before I spill the hot water on the expensive carpet. "You were saying?" Ella asks. "I… I…" Alpha Elijah stutters and I almost burst into laughter. I didn't know he could stutter.