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Chapter 16 Anastasia's POV I still pondered over the letter and the name, Annaliese. I am left to wonder if maybe I got the letter mistakenly. I decided to be quiet about the letter and see if maybe my maids would talk about it themselves or if I would get this type of letter again. It was then I realized that I had eaten all the cookies absentmindedly. The Lycans triplets seemed to be keeping the ends of the bargain pretty well. I thought to myself and laughed.

Anastasia: Skybound Pack “Princess, please smile a little bit. Your father is watching you, and he c… “Can cause a scene? He owns the party, remember.” I snorted, and she inhaled before giving me one of her puppy eyes. She knew me too well and definitely knows how to get my attention with those puppy eyes. “Don't do that now, Riley.” I shrugged, practicing one of my fake smiles, and when she was gone, I rolled my eyes.

The dirt road must have narrowed because the rider fell back allowing the carriage to go first. When she looked back at Macilleus, she found him leaning to one side with his eyes closed. Feeling awkward, Anastasia tucked her knees and pulled her hands to her side. She slid to a corner and pulled her legs up to look outside, even though there wasn't much to see, she liked the fact that she was out of Vilinski and that every breath that she took had the taste of freedom. She hoped that they made it to Oraid as soon as possible. She remembered when she was just fourteen, how Iskra, her secret mentor at Vilinski was teaching her the art of swordfighting and had said

she stopped talking, "it's like since you've been away, nothing can faze them!" "Just give me some names, Anastasia. It's the only way I can assist you," I pleaded, cautiously inching closer to her as if she might explode right before me. “Sorry, A, but I can’t do that.” Anastasia finally broke down in front of me, tears streaming down her face. I pulled her into a comforting embrace, but she quickly pulled away, her expression a mix of discomfort and pain, as if hiding something deeper. "My bad," I muttered as she wiped away her tears. In one swift move, I lifted the back of her shirt, revealing handprints and a number 4 etched into her skin—marks that would undoubtedly leave scars. She tri

“And also prepare the penthouse guest room, Temporarily,” He looked at me through the rearview mirror. “Yes, temporarily.” He grabbed his phone, typing while driving at the same time, careful not to lose total focus on the road. I looked through the window as we drove through the city of london. The city looks the same as it always does. Everything has been quite boring until her. Anastasia. My mind instantly replaying the scene of Anastasia reading the contract, she wasn't just skimming through it or performing, she read through it. I bet she was looking for an exit out of it.

I want them to see that there’s nothing they can do to me that will break me. That’s how I survive this place and these people. I pick up the book on my nightstand and continue reading. I read for a few hours before a knock at the door interrupts me. I close the book and say, “You can come in, Hubert.” I’m incredibly shocked when I see Anastasia walk into the room. She’s wearing tight leather pants and high-heeled boots, and on top she has a black tank top. Her hair is pin straight. She looks like she stepped right out of a movie screen.

She was lying on the ground, unconscious and naked. “Alpha Connor…” She called my name and I could feel in her voice how tired she was when her wolf come out from earlier. I remove my shirt and wear it to Anastasia to cover her naked body. “Let me take good care of everything, Ana. Just rest well, and I will bring you to your room.” I whispered in her ear and after that, I carry her body and then started walking away from the rooftop. I am still captivated by Anastasia's green-eyed wolf. That image is still in my mind and I felt scared about her protection even more once the others might see her. She was different from other wolves. Anastasia's wolf was rare, and I will never allow anybody t

“Can you guys , just say it ?” “This is how Lustre crosses her Ts.” Sebastian pointed immediately. “Exactly.” “You thought it too?” “Yes.” Anastasia shook her head. “It doesn’t even look like her writing.” “I know.” “Not even close.” “I know.” “But that’s definitely her T.” Sebastian nodded. “That is exactly why I came.” I took the letter from them, The handwriting looked normal to me and I looked up. “What does this even mean?” I waved the paper. “Why is she speaking in riddles?”

The beautiful huntress soon wrenched her mouth from my own and reached down to still my wandering hand that firmly nestled between her thighs. "Anastasia..." Vale gasped breathlessly and started to wriggle in my arms. The way she said my name fascinated me—how it rolled off her tongue so naturally like she'd been saying it all her life. Yet I kept my persistence and held onto the struggling huntress. What she hated most was being dishonored by my lustful deed, and knowing that, I took full advantage of it.

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?