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Pauline interrupted as she grabbed Chandler’s hand, playing the peacemaker. “Let it go, Chandler. Don’t be angry. Mrs. Corey doesn’t understand what happened. She’s just protecting her daughter.” She lowered her gaze to the scattered cake on the ground, her eyes slightly red. “I just feel sorry for the cake. It took so long to make it…” Chandler furrowed his brow. “What a waste of a perfectly good cake! You should ask Mariah to make another one. “She usually enjoys baking these things, right? She should make a cake for Pauline’s birthday.”

Alec asks, pushing the plate closer to me before he too grabs a few more cookies. “Soon, maybe within the next few days.” I shrug, dipping one of the cookies into the milk and cursing when I accidentally break it and watch as the half that was dunked slowly sink to the bottom of my glass. Sighing, I face my fate and begin to chug my milk until the soggy half of the cookie reaches my lips and I manage to tap the glass and get it into my mouth. “Need a refill?” Max asks laughing, handing Sky a still cold open carton of milk who then hands it to me.

Delaney Only, the meal doesn't end as peacefully as I thought it would. We finish eating and Paola orders something they call Coal, which is a mass of gooey chocolate mixed with biscuit crumbs and nuts that’s absolutely delicious. It’s the best dessert I’ve ever had in my entire life, and I eat most of the bowl by myself and ignore the dirty look that Pollux gives me. I find that it’s easier when I act like he doesn’t exist. I didn’t have a problem with him before, but now I do. Does he think that he’s the only one who’s capable of being prejudiced against strangers? I don’t know him and yet, I have a terrible impression of him already.

Not a good time to be visited by the Alpha, right? "Back off. What are you doing there?" "I brought this for you." Xander held up a white box as he stepped further. "Starlight cake. The only one can be found at Moonshadow. Rose, Jasmine and Violet will love it." I accepted the cake box, peering inside. Its buttercream frosting was mixed between navy and black colors, topped with a bunch of golden dragées. It was our must-have holiday dessert in Moonshadow. "How thoughtful of you. This is a precious gift." I threw the nostalgia away. “Thank you.”

“Can we talk about it later? I’m sure Sebastien and Zarah have some places they’d rather be than listening to our marital dispute.” “Of course.” My heart pumped hard in anger, but we had important matters to discuss. “Should we go out, Alpha?” Sebastien and I turned to Lyon. “It’s fine. Stay.” “Zarah, what potion did you put in my coffee?” Shadow’s question confused me. “I did not spike your coffee, my dear. I never made one for you. The only potion I put was in your drink at the nightclub.” “Right.” “I can’t shapeshift, Shadow.” There was a deep frown between her brows. “Why did you think I can?”

The End The Shadow family will be back in Book 2 Ghost Opera

Madlyn POV. "Here's your cookie," daddy says handing me a cookie, t I grabbed the cookie from daddy, feeling a bit sad it was small but I was still very happy to be getting something other than milk for food. I internally wondered if the color was normal. Cookies should taste good so I didn't question it too much as I went and took a bite of the cookie it crumbled real easily, making it easier to bite and swallow the cookie, not chewing needed, but it was over too quickly

Only two places still had lights on at the corner. A barbecue joint. A pasta place. I didn't hesitate. "Pasta." Theron raised a brow. "So decisive?" "Yes." My wolf, deep in the recesses of my mind, lazily flicked its tail. Compared to greasy grilled meat, a bowl of steaming pasta sounded far more appealing—especially after everything that had just happened. A few minutes later, we were seated in the pasta shop. The air was thick with the smell of beef sauce. I lowered my head and texted Amelia: [We're in Grey Creek. Want to join us?]

When it was done she came to the vampire kingdom with two trunks of books and a third trunk of everything else, and Pip appointed himself her official guide with the same intensity he had applied to Aldric, and Orla assessed her over dinner in a way that was partly medical and partly the evaluation of someone deciding whether a new person was worth knowing, and concluded apparently yes on both counts. Aldric watched this happen from across the dining hall and felt something that he had not had a word for until recently. The word was home. The feeling was the specific quality of a place that knew you, that had people in it who were yours, that continued to exist and be itself regardless of wh

"I saw you when you were a baby, you know. Your hair was the brightest red I'd ever seen. Everyone noticed you wherever we went and you were so shy. Same thing with your younger sister. ” "I… " I said. “I never knew about that. " She wasn't surprised. “Silverbrook and Crescent Shade has hated each other for generations, I don't think they'd want to let anyone know Savannah was friends with me. ” She patted down on the space on her bed. “Sit. Don't stress your legs. " I did as I was told. “Ronald and Phil had always hated each other, but they never prevented us from hanging out