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I sucked it up quickly, and decided it was pointless to beat around the bush. "I was hoping that I would be able to read a book with information on Reavers. I don't know much about them, but if I may be one, I think I have a right to know more." I said, hoping he would know what book I meant, this being a dream and all. "You mean the book from the other day?" He questioned, as he snapped his fingers and produced a book with a silver spine. It was the exact book from my last dream. I longed to get my hands on it.

Helen replied, not wanting anything from Shadrack. "That's fine. I can see that you're leaving the hospital. May I offer you a ride in my car?" Shadrack pointed at the black Range Rover Sport parked ahead, and Helen swiftly shook her head and replied, "No need. Thank you for your help. I already booked an Uber."

He had practically sped home and was shaken by a feeling he couldn’t explain—some instinct telling him that he needed to see her. That he needed to know if she was here and that he needed proof to know if she is real. Emily tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, the motion exposing the tender curve of her neck. He looked away before he started staring. “Alex went to the hardware store,” she said. “He’ll be back soon.” Of course he would. Alex was always coming back and that was the problem. Jacob opened the fridge—not because he was hungry, but because he needed a door between them.

It was like an addiction, a dangerous desire she couldn’t control. With a deep breath, she pushed open the door and stepped inside. The room was as lavish as ever, the lavish furnishings contrasting sharply with the turmoil inside her. She stood in the center of the room, her eyes scanning the space, when something caught her attention. A small envelope, sealed with the same wax insignia as the one Matteo had received earlier, lay on the bed.

Her curls were slightly wet, and the cheap heels she had borrowed from Pamela were already beginning to hurt her feet so much. Exactly how someone should look while going to an interview at a big place. The elevator was quiet except for the soft hum of movement and droplets from her hair. Serena fixed her attention on the glowing numbers above the door and tried not to think about the message her landlord had sent her that morning. "PAY BEFORE FRIDAY OR LEAVE". It was really bad. She needed this job.Not because she dreamed of working in some luxurious place. Not because rich people fascinated her. But because Mira needed school supplies. Because food prices had gone up again and it's hard. B

I replied and she nodded. While the teacher taught, I dreamed of a Wolf that was calmer and kinder. That would trust me to make my own decisions and help me only when I asked for it. He would support me and not push me into anything. By the end of class, I was so depressed at what could have been. If only things were different. When the bell rang, Cassy and I hurried to our lockers and then I hustled to the library to meet Midge. Poor Midge. She's got a lot to decide right now. I looked up as she walked into the library and sat down.

"But just so you know, I'm doing it for Michael Power's daughter and not your wife." "Believe me, Senator," I say, correcting the cuff links of my shirt as I dust invisible dust off it. "If Michael Powers had the slightest clue that you could help him, he would have been the one threatening you now." The Senator lifts an eyebrow, watching me smirk. "Thank you for your time, Senator." The doors to the room are thrown open suddenly and Desiree walks in. "Sorry to bother you men but Harley wants to go home, Mr. Everest," she tells me, giving an apologetic look to her fiancé. "She says she's not feeling well."