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Seeing this, Kirou adopted a schadenfreude smile before he continued, "The final reason is that she's much younger than you, Brother Carlos." Carlos's face drew a blank for a moment when Kirou said this. At first, he was completely clueless but as a few seconds passed, a visible tick mark formed on his face as he spoke to Kirou with a trace of anger laced within his voice, "And what does her age have to do with her being my daughter? Could it be that you are saying that a man like me can't hook up with a young girl like her?" Because Carlos himself was in his late thirties, he felt somewhat offended by that comment. At least, until he heard Kirou's next words.

I poked it and she blushed. “Well, she is an adult now. 21. I believe she was 8 when they heard that he was killed,” Carla suddenly sounded happy. “She was happy when she heard the news. So, we know the stories of his deeds are true,” Carla smiled at me. “We should all thank you for what you have done. I think my friend will be surprised to learn that you were the little kid that paid him back for everything he has done,” Carla looked ahead of us again. She looked proud. Never had this kind of response before.

“No one in the city of Seattle knows that the CEO of the Moom corporation only has a high school diploma. Hearing my words Carlos realized something and said: “I used to think you were a mature woman, it doesn't matter if I was. Judging by your actions or your Appearance, But in reality, you were only 20 when you married me. And now she's only 23. Girls her age should be as extravagant as my sister. Thinking about luxurious makeup, beautiful clothes and chasing after their idols every day.” I remembered with a smile on my face: “Your sister is 3 years older than me.” Carlos was a little surprised. "True. You are a little younger than her.” I was younger than Carlos' sister. And also 7 years

She stops mid-sentence, grimacing as she realizes she’s not making it any better. Thankfully King Ailduin smiles kindly at her. “I am 248 years old.” Cara’s mouth drops to the floor. “Whoa.” She whispers. Yeah, even I was surprised that the fae lived that long. And he sired a child only 8 years ago. Impressive.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Carla said, making me scoff at her. 'Child my ass, who the heck are you calling a child!' I shouted, feeling wronged. 'For the person who can't even judge who loves you and who does not, you sure are a child. Besides, don't forget who you are talking to. For me, who is a thousand years old soul, you sure are a child.' Carla smirked, making me want to gag at her. 'What an old woman, you are the first woman I have seen who is proud to be called old! Besides, what do you know about my soul? This is my 101st birth so I am older than you.' I retorted.

Carson or I guess, Carter says, dropping that information bomb on my head. “As in the assassin?” I balk recalling the name. “The rumors I’ve dug up surrounding Scarlet are just legendary as the Kings. She has maybe a dozen fewer kills than Sidhe does under her belt, and she is fifteen older than he is,” I say. But she didn’t appear in the criminal world until she was eighteen and Sidhe was killing people at the age of eight so both have an unfathomable number. “Yep. The very same," he says then changes the subject. "Fox was going to place Carley with Tempest, so he was surprised she laid claim to C.H.A.O.S. last month."

Yanylla asked. The girl lowered her head, but not before the two women could see the tears that came to her eyes. She whispered as her chin quivered, "They were killed by rogues when Kayla was six months old, ma'am." Shocked by the girl's answer, Mama asked, " How old are you, sweetie, and what is your name?" "I am 15, and my name is Karla, ma'am." The pink-haired teenager answered with a tear running down her cheek.

Once, both died from the loss and the distance before the elders could intervene. It was a story I knew well, and most importantly, it was a story Karla knew as well. Which was why I was very surprised to find that she was telling me this. "Heartbroken? Aiden? What are you talking about?" "As you know, I recently turned 18." "Yes." "And that is the age most werewolves get their wolves and their mates." "Karla," I growled. "You know damn well that I know this. Get to the point, will you?"

The short old man said, “You need to feed him blood for three days continuously. You don't have to feed him anymore after three days. Hahaha, I’ll raise him to be the hero of the generation!” Upon hearing his words, her eyes glistened briefly. *** “Mom!” After cleaning up herself, Carol gave her mother, Mariah Hamilton, a call. Mariah was very excited as she received the call. “Carol, you have finally called me. That’s great, your dad and I thought you couldn’t come back! It’s great that you’re still alive! How are you now?” Carol said, “I’m fine!” She was holding the baby in her hand. At this moment, the baby let out a burst of sharp crying laughter.