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My father was the Don of the American mafia while Dylan's father was the Don of the Italian Mafia, our wedding was not an ordinary union, it was a blood pact, meant to pay back a debt that my family owed to Dylan's family more than a hundred years ago an— “Do you Adrian Vasillos take Kira Neel as your lawfully wedded wife?” The priest's voice broke me out of my thoughts. “I do,” he responded. His voice sounded different but before I could think anything of it, the priest spoke again. “Do you Kira Neel take Adrian Vasillos as your lawfully wedded husband?” Wait…. I slowly replayed the priest’s words in my mind. He had said Adrian Vasillos. Adrain Vasillos, not Dylan Vasilios?

After that, he already knew of the coming War against the two Werewolf Packs, so he sent a messenger to plead for an agreed arranged marriage for Peace between the two Werewolf nations. When the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack agreed to this marriage, his schemes were going perfectly as planned. Later one night, he poisoned Darcia, and she died. He blamed the cause of her misfortune on the marriage, that Luna Darcia committed suicide to avoid the marriage. With Luna Darcia eliminated from his way, his plans to replace the bride to his daughter Mia was set. With Mia married to the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack, he would use that against the Dark Moon Pack to bring them down.

"Based on how he woke up, I believe he was betrayed for his trust. And he's a vukodlak. His dark side will take control once he's overwhelmed by emotions like love and trust. He will become even more powerful and merciless. The more they try to kill him, the stronger his dark side will become. If we don't handle this carefully, his dark side will completely take over him," Hazel explained. "Are there any solutions?" Anthony asked. "She is the only solution," Hazel pointed at Crystal.

is nothing but a power-hungry beast who will take down everything if it benefited him in some way. “What did you do to them?” I ask in a low and defeated tone. “What did you do to my parents?” “Well,” he begins excitedly, tapping my father’s knee with his foot even though my dad’s leg looks like it’s hanging on in a bad angle. “You see, I have been creating this . . . elixir for us Lycans. I succeeded, which gave Amara her last burst of strength before she eventually got taken down.” So there was something off about her. She was drugged by something that was supposed to make her stronger.

"We come together to mark Dian Drakes Sixteenth birthday and pay tribute to the moon goddess who leads us today." My heart pounded fiercely. My legs seemed numb. "Dian Drake please step up." I walked through the crowed, attempted to avoid stumbling, worked hard to not glance at Kael despite sensing his gaze upon me. "Don't look. Don't look yet."I whispered in panic. I ascended the stairs, Positioned myself before the Alpha. "Do you pledge allegiance to Shadowcrest Pack?" "I do." My tone sounded firmer than I truly felt. "Will you take the offerings from the moon goddess regardless of what they're "

“I want in. I saw how you looked at Elias that night in the basement. The way you came harder knowing he was watching. Figured it was time to share the fun. Or should I just send everything to your parents right now? The blowjob. The cabin fuck through the window. All of it.” My face burned with humiliation and unwanted heat. I stepped forward despite myself. “This is insane. You cannot just show up here demanding” “Quiet, bookworm,” Damien snapped, but his hand reached back to grip my wrist, thumb stroking my pulse point. He turned to Tyler, voice dropping to that commanding tone I knew too well. “You think you can waltz in and take what is mine? Elias is not some toy for the team.” Tyler’s

The room was dark, with only a faint light falling on the bed from the lamp beside it. The growl grew louder, as if the hunter had found its prey. From the shadows of the dark room, a shape slowly emerged. Xavier’s entire focus was on her, capturing every flicker of emotion on her face. He bit down on his lip while watching her, a cruel curve forming at the corner of his mouth. Her whole focus was on the dark shadows slowly getting clearer to her, and her eyes went wide. A scream tore from her throat at the sight of the. Hyena…..

I mean no explanations will be good enough but I still need to know. Diablo leaned forward, making me more nervous with every move he makes, his eyes never leaving my face. "You were never meant to marry her." He said, his voice low and even. "You are mine." He stated and my eyes went wide. "If I didn't bring you here, I would have been forced to kill her and I know you won't like that pastor, or would you?" I shook my head because I wasn't sure I could say the right thing. The fact that he admitted that he is capable of killing is scary and I need to choose my words wisely.

she hissed, eyes wide as she yanked me into a shadowy corner. Her face tightened with fear. “You can’t talk about that out loud.” “Why not?” I whispered. “Because,” she leaned closer, “every maid who did… ended up dead.” A cold wave slammed into my chest. I pressed my hand over my mouth. Dead? “But who is she?” I begged. “Please. I have to know.” The maid glanced over her shoulder, lips trembling. “She was the Lycan’s mate… his bride. She was murdered by demons during the Dark Rise.”