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There was kama being her usual bitch self. Charlie had accomplished the unimaginable she had gone from a human to a shifter after being bitten, the first-ever bitten wolf. Goddess, Naja was so fucked. If the elders ever found out, Charlie would be dead. Standing up and made my way to the opened window and saw two silhouettes running in the distance, one wolf and another small figure with blonde hair, I knew I had to give chaste eventually but I allowed them to go, allowed them the illusion of safety for the time being. I had to report to Naja, and that was a conversation I would give my left nut to avoid. I walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind me. I headed back to my room a

He even paraded other women in front of me, claiming that even if he'd once loved me, he was justified in playing around now. I felt a deep sense of relief that I hadn't kept the child. Even if he married me, Charlie would have continued his sordid escapades. As their moans filled the air once again, I exited the interface and deleted the account. The next morning, Charlie called me. It was the first time he'd reached out since his incident. I didn't answer. When he couldn't get through, he sent a message. Charlie: [Eve, what's the meaning of this? I agreed to marry you, so why did you throw away all the wedding items at home?]

“Good morning to you too, Em. I see you’ve made yourself comfortable.” She leaned forward, elbows on my desk, green eyes sharp. “Comfort is secondary to intel. So. What. Happened. With Charlie last night? Details. I want coordinates, troop movements, casualty reports.” I pulled a vendor file I didn’t need and turned, leaning against the cabinet. “Nothing happened. I crashed in his guest room. We had breakfast. The end.” She snorted. “Bullshit. You moved in with the man you’ve been in love with since, literally, the dawn of time, and ‘nothing happened’? I’ve seen your PowerPoints. You don’t do ‘nothing.’ You do five-phase plans with contingency flowcharts.”

Chad paused, pouring himself another glass and quickly finishing it. "Lately, Charlie has undergone a complete transformation. She is no longer the naïve and feeble Charlie who allows others to mistreat her. In fact, she has become quite skilled in the art of manipulation. Can you believe it?" Chad declared, erupting in laughter as he recollected the absurd antics that Charlie (Marlie) had engaged in since her return.

“Charlie, I wanted you to come to the wedding, but Nathan didn’t want to see you.” There was no name saved on the number, but Charlotte didn’t need one. The tone alone told her exactly who it was. Celine. Charlotte’s fingers tightened around the phone as the realization hit her fully. Just minutes ago, as the cab pulled away from the Dean mansion, she had thrown her old phone out of the window without hesitation. That phone carried too much history. Too many wounds. This was a new line she had gotten for herself, quietly, carefully, meant to be hers alone.

DAMIEL I stopped exercising the night I knew I would be getting married. Blame a man for having his dick huge. Some people wet dreams but I am no asshole. Charlie’s trauma plays a part. I would never lay my hands on him again. New omega for every rut. He cried for me, he let me pull him to tears. So sweet. He decided to give me the honor of bringing him to tears and I cannot wait to see another. ⸻ CHARLIE

Josh said as he wrapped his arm with hers and walked her inside. Charlotte and Josh went straight into the kitchen, Charlotte stopped as she saw what was on the island in the middle of the room. “What’s the matter?” Josh said as he turned to look at Charlotte. Charlottes eyes were locked onto the glass jar holding a withered lily and a white envelope lent against it with the same “OPEN ME” scrawled across it. Josh walked over to the island and picked up the letter. “Josh, I got the same letter in my pocket earlier, someone bumped into me and planted it on me” Charlotte her voice shaking with worry. “where’s the other one?” Josh said in a very domineering voice. “It’s in my bag I think, I was

Winnie. We got into the car, it was just silent throughout the drive. When we got to the location of the charity event, I was astonished. The exterior and interior designs were breathtaking but then I soon got nervous everyone here looked and screamed billion dollars. They all seemed so tush, from their dressing to their accent, I definitely don't fit in here. “Don't be intimidated, most people here claim to be what they are not.” I heard Ares casually say beside me. Just then a group of people came towards us probably to greet Ares, it definitely couldn't be me.

It was the only lie he could tell. Nora didn’t press him any further. She nodded and turned away, staring out the window again. The silence stretched between them, thick and suffocating. And for the first time in a long time, Adrian wondered if he would ever find a way to escape the life that had been mapped out for him. The plane’s wheels touched down on the tarmac with a soft thud, and the world outside seemed to fall back into place. They were back in New York. But for Adrian, nothing felt the same anymore.

We just didn't got in contact for a few days and yet some things are changing and getting revealed. What's with the year? I'm discovering a lot of things. First to my parents then to my brother and to Charlie. Now, my friends? **** Blue's POV After leaving Drake's company, I went straight to the orphanage where Charlie likes to kill some time and she is currently supporting that orphanage. She started supporting it when she met a young child on the street. He's wearing a dirty clothes and almost skin and bones but his gaze is just the same with Charlie. He will smile when someone is approaching him but he will frown when they all left.