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My hybrid kept jumping inside my chest like a hungry demon, forcing me to inhale the scent that her skin gave off. The girl walked toward the desk with a feline parsimony. She stopped two meters away from me, rested a hand with long and well-groomed nails on the wood, and sketched a smile that poured perversion. “Killian... You... are my mate,” she said with an almost inaudible softness. “I am Anastasia. Anastasia Volkov. I have come all the way from the north of the Council just to find you.” That goddamn voice vibrated directly in my chest, trying to calm Fenris's fury, but my wolf replied internally with a warning growl.

Anastasia’s Pov. I remember that night clearly like it was just yesterday. A week ago wasn't that far, but it was still as clear as yesterday The night that acted as the starting gear to this whole nonsense. "Did you also have an idea of who I was before starting the bet?” Stone nodded and I felt my stomach ache. For clarification I asked, "What exactly did you know?” "That you work for the Anti Mafia organisation, Anastasia Mikhailova, Organisation name, Tequila, which is a lovely pick by the way, and you are specially in charge of handling the ISG."

, she said as she pulled the chair and day down maybe trying to piss me off even more as she dragged the chair. "Lift the fucking chair", I said as I stood up to go and help her out because she was acting like a toddler. "Thank you", she said as she sat down. "Why are you in such a mood?", she asked me. "Am not in a mood", I said as I sipped my coffee and flipped the newspaper in my hand. "You are in a mood, you are shouting at me for no apparent reason", she said chuckling like there was something funny. "Anastasia I have a migraine and you bickering about nothing isn't going to make it go away so, please eat your breakfast in silence and I won't have any moods", I said as I looked up at he

Chapter 18. Anastasia's POV. I woke up in a very strange environment, and I wondered how I got there. I tried to remember what happened last night, but I couldn't. Furthermore, I walked out of the bedroom with my short dress on, exposing my bare legs. "Where is this place?" I asked myself, looking around. I tried to figure out where I was, it looked so fucking familiar. It was then that I saw Tristan come out of a room. It was then that my eyes opened widely. How the hell did I get here? What am I doing here in the first place?

Anastasia's POV I stormed out of the office, my hands trembling and my heart pounding with anger and hurt. Tears blurred my vision, but I fought to keep them back. Stephanie's words echoed in my mind, a relentless reminder of Antonio’s betrayal. We had been the envy of everyone, an ideal couple, or so I thought. Now it felt like everything had been a cruel joke. Why hadn't I seen the truth sooner? Antonio's deception cut deeper than I could have imagined.

That was right, the only thing that should be on my mind now should be Anastasia and no one else. ***The next day*** Anna's pov I needed to look good for Vincent so I asked Sarah for help to pick out an outfit from my closet so I could surprise Vincent, anything won't just do because he asked me to look pretty. She helped me with my hair first and ended up getting a ribbon from her house to tie at the front of my hair where Tom had cut off a strand. It wasn't showing up that much but I just wanted to cover it today. I wore an A-line blue dress that just came out above my knee.

I was ushered into the inner chamber, where I was told Anastasia had been kept. I parted one of the curtains that enclosed the only bed in the room and found her. She looked like a sleeping angel in a painting. Her pale white skin could almost blend in with the white sheet, but her lips were always like two petals of a red rose. My heart felt like it had fallen down a bottomless mineshaft as I walked over to her bed.

"Want to be safe? What does that mean?" *** Anastasia strode in, wearing large black glasses that covered nearly half of her face. The elegant black dress that clung to her body made her presence even more striking. Her high heels clomped on the marble floor as she walked toward the front door of Athena Records. A crowd of paparazzi waited around the building, camera flashes swarming her as soon as she appeared. “Anastasia! Anastasia!” one of them shouted. "Is it true that you were caught kissing Leon in the hotel room? Is that photo real?”

His veins popped as he spoke, and his eyes darkened, indicating his anger. “Oh, Jacob. No one would have believed me a year ago. Who would believe a poor and powerless girl? No one would.” Anna replied, and her eyes suddenly lit up. “But, I am no longer that poor and powerless girl, Jacob. I am now Anastasia Reyes, wife to the richest man in Australia. Who wouldn’t believe me now?” She laughed at the terrified look on Jacob’s face when he realized she was right. “Does this mean that Tristian knows?” He asked, and Anna shook her head.

Anastasia's POV Worry fills me as I continue to stare at the mysterious woman in front of me. “What?" I ask my hands getting sweaty from nerves. “Leave him alone or I will make sure everyone gets to know what a slut you really are.” She walks off leaving me standing there in shock. I am more that speechless at what she just said to me. “It's impossible for her to have known." I whisper to myself. I walk past the crowd and head straight for Ryan. “I'm not feeling too well, I need to go home."