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“I don't know what to do, I don't know why her body is fighting the bite, there is nothing I can do, she is going to die, Hayden, there is nothing I can do.” “What? Call Andrew, Andrew is a doctor in the Mystic World too, he can save her.” “She can't be saved if we don't know why her body is fighting the bite.” “Then come and see for yourself, you might know something.” Hayden said and they both teleported into the room, they got there and found the bed empty. “What? Where is she?” Hayden asked and looked around. “Ashley.” He called and searched the suite but couldn't find her. “Dude, are you messing with me?” Bryan scoffed.

But inside, I was unraveling, the weight of everything threatening to crush me. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the lamps casting long shadows across the walls. Annalise was sitting up in bed, her face pale but determined. She looked at me as I entered, her eyes searching mine for answers. “Did you find out anything?” she asked, her voice steady despite the exhaustion that clung to her like a shroud. I nodded, my heart heavy with the burden of what I had to tell her. “It was Spencer,” I said quietly. “He was behind the accident. The mechanic confessed.”

“I was a mess. Ashley saw me. Kas had this like… glowing thing going on… like an aura we could see or something. I don’t know how else to explain it. When she touched my face and there was a shock of purple light and I was healed. Even my teeth were fixed instantly.” “The doctor said she passed out from a panic attack.” Bronx holds her hand to his cheek. “It completely exhausted her. We’re back to square one.” “I’m sorry, Bronx.” My shoulders feel heavy as I look at Kas. “No one could have known Ryan Connors was going to show up.” “I trusted you to keep her safe.” Bronx finally turns toward me. His rage is barely controlled. “Get out of here.” “Bronx, please, I-” “I said get out.” He snarls.

he said. There it was. It had to be to about Anabelle. Nick leaned forward slightly. “Who?” Director Hale stopped walking, turned and looked directly at us. “This isn’t small,” he said. Ashley’s fingers curled slightly against her lap. “Just tell us.” Director Hale exhaled slowly. “It's Marlo Ramirez” he replied. Everything stopped, my breath caught, my chest tightened and for a moment, I couldn’t think. That name changed everything.

Zach roared hardly. “I’m not dating, Ashley,” Alex answered instead, ignoring Zach’s question and hard look. She approached her sister calmly and turned to Damon. “This is Damon and we used to work together back in Iraq. I asked him to go through my window when he called me up a few minutes ago. Buck, this is my sister, Ashley.” “I’m please to meet you,” Damon said formally, extending out a hand. Ashley only shook it briefly because Malcolm immediately pulled back the wheelchair. Her eyes traveled towards the take-out food and opened wine bottle on her desk.

"Ashley? Madison? Savannah? Joshua?" "Ashley will be going home in a day or two. She has some broken ribs, a concussion, bruises over most of her body and three broken fingers on one hand. The girls are better. Bruises only. Madison needed a new cast. Joshua wasn't hurt at all. When Ashley leaves she'll be staying with Tina at your place. That's where her daughters are now. Daphne's taking care of Joshua." "Ashley's husband?" "Elija Ray Sturn is in the wind. He may be badly hurt. He lost teeth, skin, and blood on the driveway but he hasn't shown up in any hospitals or walk-in-clinics. The police are hunting him. He was out on bail from attacking a prostitute-"

Her shiny blonde hair billowed behind her, and she wore a face full of makeup. She flung herself into Ryan's arms excitedly while pouting her freshly painted lips. "I knew I could rely on you, Dr. Costa. I knew you'd wait for me!" Ryan pretended to be indifferent, but he quickly looped an arm around her waist and headed for the helicopter. "Of course." Just as the helicopter prepared to descend and pick us up, a deafening crash was heard! A dark mass of zombies broke through the barricade and surged toward us.

I tried to keep my voice light, but I was nervous. ‘Afraid of a little ghost?’ I used what weak humor I had to break up the tension in my chest. ‘I honestly have no clue, but getting first-hand answers is something I can’t pass up…if she even answers. Cordelia described it as a supernatural phone call. After all this crap, she better not put me on silent.’ Through the bond that connected Asher and me, I could hear the muffled sound of a ringing cellphone. Asher cursed, ‘I’ve got to go, that’ll be Zeke and Mason. We’ve assembled a small group to comb through parts of the surrounding mountains. Theres every chance the witches or vampires could be hiding up there.’

Helen, who had been silent until now, wiped her eyes. "Thank you," she whispered, her gaze locked on Asher and Olivia. "Thank you both." "We’ll start tomorrow," Asher said, his voice decisive. "I’ll make the calls. We’ll get Veronica the care she needs." *** The door to Alpha Cassius’s office creaked open, and the scent hit him before the visitor even stepped in. He stiffened, recognising the scent of the one wolf he despised more than anyone else—Alpha Abel. Without waiting for an invitation, Abel strolled into the office. He didn’t bother with formalities, simply seating himself in Cassius’s chair, acting as if the office belonged to him.

On the day we were about to register our marriage for the ninety-ninth time, I, Joshua Smith, went rigid as I read those words flickering before my eyes. Suddenly, a sharp pain tore through my abdomen. It was the memory of being poisoned in my previous life, so vivid it felt as though it had just happened. Talia Ford, my wife, saw me frozen and snapped impatiently, "Joshua, move! Get out of my way! I need to go to the hospital with Uncle Adam!"