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He shrugged and put the ankle of his one leg on the knee of the other. "So much for vengeance." I chuckled humorlessly and Adrien narrowed his eyes at me. "He had it coming. He should be glad that I spared his life." There was so much venom in Adrien's tone that it made me wonder if he had actually tried to get him killed. Not that he wasn't capable of it. The next few seconds were filled with silence before Adrien spoke. "Another big news, Anna's art gallery is opening today and we are expected at the inauguration." The information made me beam.

The bomb's entire display went dark in an instant. Time seemed to freeze. One second. Two seconds… The countdown stopped. The numbers froze at 05:07. "No!" Jasmine's voice exploded from the speaker, hysterical and shredded. "That's impossible! How dare you! How dare you do this!" The pride and calculation in her voice were completely shattered. All that remained was raw madness and an unwillingness to accept defeat. I lifted my head and looked toward the pitch-black window of the building across the plaza.

He was still talking, still struggling. "This is insane—you can't just pin me down like this—let go of my hands—Dante, I swear, let go—you have no right to go through my phone, it's mine—this isn't in any contract, you cannot do this—let go of me right now or I will scream and every single person in this building will hear me and you'll have to explain—" I scoffed, “I could fuck you right here in this room and nobody dares to come in—”

"We don't defend. We expose." Dante nodded once. "Timeline?" "Today," Matthias said. "Before this gets another news cycle." Dante picked up his laptop and walked out. Matthias looked back at me. "Elena," he said. "The counter-content she's building. Tell her to coordinate with Dante's release. Time it to land in the same window." I was already picking up my phone. "Already texting her," I said. He almost smiled. Almost.

I said, my eyes settling on her too. I could see the question in her eyes; a part of me hoped she would ask, but she didn't. I nodded at her before dashing out and getting into my car. I picked up my phone to call Collins and he answered on the first ring. “Are you still at the office?” I asked. “Yes—but there’s a very huge thing going on now. Alpha Damian is holding a conference meeting at his company, announcing a new automobile he claims is not as unsafe as ours. I think he has something to do with this,” Collins said, and I banged my hand on the steering wheel.

I’ll make sure she comes face-to-face with every single person she’s trying to run from. “What are you planning, my Luna?” Gracia asked, his brows furrowed. “Don’t worry, I’m not planning to hurt myself again. I’m planning to throw a party for my 21st birthday.” Garcia's eyes widened. “A party? What kind of party is that?” “The kind that invites Alpha Theodore and every member of his pack. I’ll spike Sai’s drink. I’ll lure her into a room with Theodore. I’ll make it look like they were… together.”

Against The Storm By: Joel Racheal ©All rights reserved Meet Cassandra Valdez A hardworking, gorgeous, twenty-eight-year-old redhead. She is a wonderful daughter to her parents and a good sister to her brother, Jake. When she goes on a trip to Andalusia, she doesn't expect to meet Princess Emelia and is quite surprised when she is asked to be a surrogate for Emelia and the prince. Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor.

He stands slowly and walks to the pulpit. “Hello to you all.” Derek starts, his voice sounding shaky. He clears his throat and tries again. “Good day to you all.” Silence. “Sorry, wrong thing to say, I suppose it isn’t a good day.” The hall remains quiet as nobody moves. “I am sure we have all heard the news but as the law of the pack says, ‘good and bad news must be shared, for we are one so we mourn together and we celebrate together’”. Derek takes a deep breath and continues. “A fortnight ago, we all celebrated good news, we all celebrated with my family. The moon goddess had blessed us with an heir, with the symbol of our mate bond. Not long after that, the Luna was…attacked and as a res

You made me feel like you are not worthy enough to gain my trust. "I, Uno Ylmaz Armstrong reject you, Selena Hemsworth, to be my mate. I am sorry if you misinterpreted my kindness towards you...please stop telling people that you are my mate because you are not and I, Uno Ylmaz Armstrong...reject you. Just in case this will settle your thoughts down." I heard the crowd boo me and it was not hurting me, what hurts me is seeing you stand in front of all of them and rejecting me. Misinterpreted?

"What are you saying, Zarek? Speak plainly." He turned then, and when our eyes met, I did not recognize this man. Cold and distant, he had the face of a stranger wearing my mate's skin. "I am saying that I, Alpha Zarek of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you, Rya of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and my Luna. You are not worthy of my pack, my name, or my future." The words hit me like physical blows, each one a knife sliding between my ribs.