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The elders murmured in approval. “No wonder she’s the Vice President of the Association. Her script holds the true weight of an Alpha’s daughter.” “She’ll match Emily Quinn’s power by the next eclipse. A perfect match for the Quinn heir.” Chloe handed the quill back to the attendants, her eyes locking onto mine from the stage, dripping with challenge. She knew I came from a broken house—that my father, Richard Mercer, was locked in a silver cell, and my mother was dying in a ward. She thought I was nothing.

She hastily ended the call, her hands trembling as she accidentally dropped her phone on the floor, causing the screen to shatter. Chloe's uneasy smile couldn't hide her fear as she faced Charlie Sr.'s ferocious expression. She swallowed nervously, feeling a lump in her throat. "You're back," she said, trying to sound composed. "Yes," Charlie Sr. replied coldly, taking a step forward with narrowed eyes. He locked his gaze on her. "Chloe!" he called out her name in a deep, emotionless voice. Chloe trembled, taking a step back as she felt utterly frightened by his appearance. With a furious glare, Charlie Sr. demanded, "What have I done to make you want me dead?"

But then years later, the phone call came from her father saying her sister was gone. "Forgive me for never visiting you, Chloe. I hope you find happiness wherever you are now that you couldn't find here," she whispered to the wind, watching as the casket was slowly lowered into the earth. A sudden, piercing wail dominated the cemetery. Cyan turned to see a young girl trembling with grief. If she wasn't mistaken, that was Chloe’s daughter—Zendaya. Standing beside the child was a tall, imposing man of undeniable stature—Zach, her sister's husband. He wore dark sunglasses, masking whatever expression his eyes might have held.

Thanks dad. Chloe’s dress was impossible to ignore, crimson red, low-cut back, her hair pinned up but a few strands loose, framing her face. Brian forced himself to look away, though it took effort. The gym looked deserted, but a massive vampire swung the door open for them. Behind the curtains, a hidden hallway buzzed with chatter. Fighters stood by the doors, some inside, waiting their turn. Chloe moved past them, her eyes locking with Hunter’s. He grinned, and she couldn’t help but smile back.

The enchantress announced before giving Alpha Romero a meaningful glance. The leader of the pack nodded while his wife, Calliope gently and assuringly squeezed on his arms before letting him walk away to present himself in the middle of the crowd. “With that being said, I, Alpha Romero Muller, leader of the Crescent Walkers announces my plans of carrying out my legacy towards my first born son, Morgan Muller.” Morgan’s eyes widened in disbelief as he heard the news straight from his father’s lips. He momentarily felt happiness surge into his heart before a thought hit him.

Her sixteen years old hung up not before making the unbearable kissing noise. Shaking her head with her lips still stretched in a wide smile, Leona crawled to the door and swung it open. The temperature of her blood dropped to zero degrees celsius when the smiling face and red roses came in view. "May I come in?" The angel's heart never thought that night was going to change her life in a way, she couldn't fantasize. She was thrown into a schism of Hades which was insurmountable to come up through. She lost everything, she was astray down on oaths of coals, she was left in the lurch by the people whom she called family and the fans who referred her goddess of the universe

They also don't have any neighbors which makes me think that he is a prince. The driver opened the door for me while the man who bought me left me there quickly and walked inside the mansion. He didn't even look back as he walked inside. This is my time to run away even though I might get lost because this mansion is far from the other houses. I just want to get away from here because I am not an item that he can buy. He just wasted his money because I would escape from him no matter what. “Miss Chloe!" The driver called out for me when I suddenly pushed him and ran however I didn't look back.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

Cole spoke slowly, thinking about the words he was saying. “Could that be why he was beating her? To bring on the birth of her wolf” Cole asked. “Do you think maybe he knew she was special?” I asked him, ignoring his last question. “He knew of her line” Dad said walking out the door, wiping blood off his hands. “Huh?” I questioned looking at him intently, “He knew that she’s descended from Selena, but he doesn’t know she is the Triple Goddess” “He said that?” I snapped,

Her body shivered at the memory of Aiden whom she had left without feeling five months ago. Even though she didn't want to, like it or not, Nathania had to join in welcoming the arrival of King Ellios and Fotia's entourage who were known as descendants of cursed demons. They stood up, welcoming the King and the royal family who got off the horse-drawn carriage that was carrying them. The king, Ellios, Queen Mother Katerina, the four daughters of the king, Duke Felix, his wife and son, Marco got off the horse-drawn carriage.