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“So early in the morning… have you had breakfast yet, Mr. Davidson?” Randall spoke calmly, measured: “Thank you. I apologize for the sudden intrusion. There was a misunderstanding last night—Xandra left with Miss Ivey. She has never traveled far before, and she never leaves my side. She wasn’t able to bring her medicine. I ask Mrs. Caldwell’s kindness to tell me her whereabouts. I would be most grateful.” These two were polar opposites. Anna wouldn’t give in to Forrest’s pleading, nor was she swayed by Randall’s polite deference.

Daphne gasped as the book fell from her hand to find Randall only in his trousers and a towel wrapped around his neck, reflecting his ripped muscles and toned body. “You?” Randall asked, arching a brow in perplexity, but she flushed furiously as the last man she saw half naked was Tristan and it wasn’t appealing like him. “W-What are you doing here?” She asked, taking a step back as her heart began to thump with a scarlet shade adorning her features. “I should be asking you this.” Randall frowned, coming closer, but his nearing steps only enhanced her tension. “D-Don’t come closer.” She stuttered but he couldn’t help but to notice the mad scarlet shade on her face and a slight shiver when he

Randy endured the pain in his body and quickly sat on the chair next to him, arranging all the books in an orderly manner. There were over ten books in total, each one very thick, and all of them involved real business cases. Elyse put a lot of thought into choosing books, after all, she was going to marry Randy in the future, and the better he would do in the future, the better her days would be. "I will read it carefully. Will Lena be willing to meet me after I finish reading these?"

I push against him and keep control. Kas grabs Randall by the chin so he will look directly into her eyes, “Randall, there is no chance in the Goddess’s name I would ever ask anyone to give you mercy after what you have done. You are a pathetic excuse for a werewolf.” Whoa. What? I don't know what I thought she was going to say, but it definitely wasn't that.

Her dimples appeared. Randall gave her one of the glassed beaker in his hand and filled it with wine ignoring her words. “Oh, Beth. Her attitude never changes.” She took a sip. Randall poured himself a drink, went back to his small book shelf, picked and opened up the book in his hand, scanned through a few lines in the book, leaned on the wall while taking sips then looked at the Queen of the deep. “… So why did you come here unnoticed?”

Each one had the opportunity to express their opinions, their hopes and their fears. Amid the dialogues and reflections, it was clear that everyone shared the same goal: to create one beyond the border where all categories could live in harmony. As we advanced on our journey, the destination reserved for us surprising revelations. I, Stella, dived even deeper into the complexities of beyond the border in search of answers. Meanwhile, Randall embarked on a personal journey of reconciliation with his past and discovery of his true purpose as an alpha. One day, while exploring an old library, I came across a dusty book, whose worn pages revealed hidden secrets. With caution, I began to read the

After Klara told him what Aldric had said, Randall had made sure the enforcers got the truth out of her. He watched with satisfaction as Visha was being tortured into telling the truth. It was almost as if a shell had fallen off his eyes. After almost an eternity of silence and sobbing, Randall finally spoke, "Get me, Aldric, now!" AUTHOR'S NOTE: NEW BOOK ALERT!!! DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT MY NEW BOOK, "ALPHA OF THE NORTH: HIS WEAKNESS, HER CURSE. It is a dark romance book. Intriguing and suspense-filled.

RANDALL has been restraining himself for a while, and he does not know how long he will last without even being able to approach and caress... Nah! He just wants to get close and talk to the woman. He needed to talk to that author. Imagine his shock when he saw her at the mall, sitting at a white-clothed table. And there is a very long queue of book signers there. He could not believe that the light romance novelist and the hot woman in the coffee shop were one. He relied heavily on Spring Solitaire novels, thinking that the writer was easily intimidated because, based on the works, the writer was a simple creature.

It was Beta Angus’s book of contacts, whether they be for something legal or something a little darker and illegal. Randall smiles even more as he opens the little black book. He wasn’t originally going to use it, as he had Annalise locked in his safe room with no way of her ever leaving. Well, not without him knowing and allowing it, which he would never do, as he had no plans to share her.

The princess didn't waste any time and immediately tracked down the very library that Randell had not allowed anyone to enter for a long time. The library looked just like the library that was right next to Randell's room. Chandra was also amazed at how old it was, although it had a presentable arrangement and the library used to be luxurious. She walked slowly while looking at every nook and cranny of the library's shelves. She looked for the table where Randell was hanging out according to Cronan's account of her. What Chandra didn't know was that as soon as she stepped into the library, Randell was watching her. The way Chandra is doing is Randell is also following her. Softly too with no