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Cora’s POV. It's been just three hours since my parents left the house and I was already spiraling with different thoughts. Ace was seated on a couch across from me, his eyes focused on his laptop while I struggled to focus on the book I was reading. Not to mention the fact that it was an erotic book. One that was specifically a forbidden romance, just like my predicament. Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses.

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" and at this point, I can gladly attest how valuable information is. After severally reading the article on anxiety disorder from the book, I got a mental picture of what I was dealing it. I was able to analyze the ailment and work towards realizing the proffered solutions. I hurried home. I just can't wait for my first session with Dr. Amrah the next day. I went inside our room, glanced at the wall clock, it was 4:30pm. I have spent about 3 hours in the library. Meanwhile I dropped Kiki and Tami in the bar before going to the library. I wanted to do something, like check on Layo at the football field or possibly go to the bar. However, my mother had instructed me to stay at home and do not

Turning the knob, I quietly peeked. If it wasn't because of the sunlight coming from the window, I wouldn't be walking inside. My eyes wandered around the room, as they landed on the bookshelves. I remember Anson and Mr Grayson are owners of a publishing company. No wonder why Luca's office is filled with books. I smiled at the cleanliness of the room, as I walked towards the desk with papers perfectly placed above it. My eyes suddenly landed on a picture frame, but it doesn't have a picture. Instead, a note was placed inside of it.

How I long for death myself, to give it my own life but that is not enough, it wants the suffering and wants me to blacken my soul. The old hag of a witch can give some guidance but I must seek more. She will help but not endanger herself. I must find one who can either draw the beast from hiding or one with a soul that is neither white nor black. One who can dance with the Devil and not fall before him and yet still have the light of the divine. I will journey on. I only know that dreams will be some sort of guide. The dark rider was amongst the foliage of holly and ivy and plants that do not grow on English lands. So, I know that foreign lands are where I need to be.

Yet, history has a cruel way of repeating itself, and shadows grow longest under the brightest suns. Far beyond the lush emerald vineyards of Oakhaven and the towering granite peaks of the Blackwood Estate lay the desolate, lawless expanse of the Western Wastes. It was a barren land of cracked red earth, petrified forests, and ancient, forgotten ruins where rogue wolves and exiled warlords went to die. At the edge of a deep, jagged canyon known as the Rift of Echoes, a lone figure stood silhouetted against the dying crimson sun.

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Her hair swayed with each step she took. This was were she was going to stay for the next five years. Her eyes wandered towards the bed, her brows furrowed. The bed sheet and blanket was made with an expensive and rare material that she recognized. The hide of Dondrun White Fox. A fox only found in the east of Shkrade, Kamhala. Imagining it's softness, She couldn't wait to roll on it.

I ran my fingertips across the raised gold lettering and brown leather of the ancient book. At that moment, I realized this was my only connection to my people, the Arctic wolves. Looking at the Grimoire, I wondered if any other Arctic wolves from my pack had survived. After we stopped Nightshade, I intended to find out. But that was for a later time. If anyone did survive, then he or she could find me. But right now, we had to stop Nightshade. "Thanks, Bailey," I said, sighing in relief. "If you don't mind me asking, where did you get it?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern.

In a flash of an eye all three of them were dire wolves running through the woods, wild, free. Not for long, Pearl knew she needed to go back to the mortal realm and save Ethan. END OF BOOK 1