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I didn’t know which of them was my real fated mate. Suddenly, the door slammed open. Cassandra stood there with two of her wolves behind her. Her eyes were full of hate. “I knew you were hiding a secret,” she snarled, hissing repeatedly. “You and your evil secrets.” Scarlett stepped in front of me, frowning at Cassandra. “Leave my daughter alone, you devilish woman!” Cassandra laughed and flew fast toward my mom, her claws hitting straight on my mother’s arm. “I want to make sure she dies. She is the devil here!”

I said. “Oh, I’m very real,” she replied softly. “You created me.” The hunter appeared at the edge of the courtyard, watching silently. Even it seemed cautious now. The dark Kiara tilted her head. “You accepted light and shadow,” she continued. “But you never accepted me.” Energy pulsed outward from her, heavier than mine raw emotion without restraint. Theodore stepped forward slightly. “You don’t come closer.” Her eyes flicked toward him. Interest sparked immediately. “The Lycan King,” she murmured. “The one she softened for.”

Calliope is a woman with no identity, she experiences violence throughout the years and she doesn't even belong to a caste system. She doesn't know herself and she is lower than the lowest when it comes to power. As she experienced the worst scenario in her life she meets a vampire and a werewolves clashing with each other. She became tangled with those two and later on realized that the two are an alpha and a royal vampire. Meeting them will change her life forever as she discovered who she really was. Can she make it as she steps out into the unknown?

When Demi first got home a few of the guys including myself started a wager on how long it would take for one of us to get her into our beds. A dick move I know but the more time I've spent with her the more I've started to actually like her. It wasn’t supposed to happen but it did and now I want to back out of the deal I’d made with Vale and Santino. Carlo demand we end the bet after he saw he couldn't break her and found a new found respect for the future Done.

My wolf is surfacing but I hold him back. Her aura is that strong. I glance over to the audience. They are struggling to keep their heads up. As Carla tightens her hold around Camilla's neck, I can smell her blood in the air. Carla's fighting style has changed so drastically. She is light on her feet and strong with her attacks. It has only taken her less than a few minutes to beat Camilla to a pulp and yet she is our best female warrior. She said she is Hera, the warrior from the myths. Is she crazy? What happened to her while she was unconscious? Where is her power coming from? Has she finally gone crazy?

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

"Yes, she did. Not to his family but to him, She was always causing drama and trying to manipulate Cullen into giving her more money. It was a toxic relationship, and I'm just glad Cullen got out of it when he did." As I listened to Carla's words, I couldn't help but feel grateful for her honesty. It was clear that Dionne was not the person I thought she was, I felt she was all bark and no bite but it was clear to me now. She was dangerous.. I thanked Carla for being honest, "Thanks Carla, I appreciate your honesty" I said as I ate the remaining slice of bread she had served me. As I ate the bread my phone rang, I checked and it was Drew,

Now, it felt like a weapon. He faltered, fingers stilling. "How did you—" "Doesn't matter," I said, grinding against his hand to force him back into rhythm. "Tell me about her. While you make me cum. Prove you're not hiding more." His eyes darkened, a mix of anger and arousal. "Fuck, you're ruthless." He resumed, faster now, his free hand pinching my nipple. "Her name was Carla. Gold digger. Fucked around, drained my accounts. I... helped her along. Same as Elena. Antifreeze in her gin."

Carla would reveal every ounce of information she possessed, without hesitation or resistance. Minutes later, Carla was ushered into my presence, trembling under the weight of my dominance. Her fearful eyes met my fierce gaze, flickering with a mix of fear and confusion. She knew the power I held over her, the consequences of withholding crucial details about Catarina's whereabouts. Her trembling form was no match for my towering presence, my might ready to descend upon her if she dared to deceive me.

Carista's lips were babbling incoherently, her two beautifully hanging breasts were devoured by Elgar, making Carista unable to hold back her desire which was getting bigger and bigger. Shit! Carista felt like she was being toyed with more than necessary, but she couldn't rebel. Even in the second game, she asked Elgar to play longer, she also acted like a prostitute to get the satisfaction she wanted. “Carista, you are amazing!” praised Elgar. "Just stay like this until dawn greets us, you really make me not want to let you go." Damn it! Carista actually wanted to end it all, but for some reason she didn't feel satisfied. I don't know what medicine was mixed into the food and drink he ate.