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“Though Nin is far more interested in mutual devouring than one-sided conquest.” Lila smiled, slow and sharp. “Mutual. I like that word, Professor.” The hour ended. Students shuffled out. Evelyn busied herself with papers, expecting the girl to leave with the others. Instead, Lila waited until the room emptied, then walked to the podium and placed a slim volume on the wood between them: Nin’s House of Incest. “I highlighted my favorite parts,” Lila said. “The ones that made me wet.” Evelyn’s pulse thudded once, hard, against her ribs. She should have dismissed the girl immediately. Instead she found herself saying, “Office hours are tomorrow from two to four.”

she said and started to pick up her books. Unexpectedly, Lucas was also about to pick up the book Lila is holding on to, Art Book. It seems like the world stopped for a minute. She looked up while holding the book and there's this tall, handsome young man looking back at her. For a glimpse, she thought she saw something in his eyes. It’s not his usual dark and lifeless eyes, it was something. Something she can never explain. The world was filled with silence and in the middle of the corridor were two teenagers holding on to one book looking at one another.

Lila felt sick, but somehow, just like always, she managed to hobble up the stairs and up to the sanctuary of her room. Somewhere warm where she was safe and defended, even for the most temporary of moments, Lila let herself collapse onto the carpet with a thud, the sound of rain filling her ears as she let herself drift off into a world where there was no pain and nothing could possibly hurt her. one two three four five one two three four five one two three four five

“I don’t know. I lost a lot of my memories.” I nodded and tried to assess the situation. I noticed that Lila’s words were inconsistent. She seemed to be under a lot of stress and probably had a lot of trauma to work through. The poor girl seemed like she’d been through a lot. I could empathize with her strongly. “Can you demonstrate your abilities to me?” I wondered. Lila grew serious and shook her head. “I can’t read your mind, Cassandra. You’re the only one I’ve never been able to read. That’s also why I decided to tell you about my abilities. I believe we’re the same.”

Lila pounced, her ferocity a force of nature as she drove him back with savage determination. The guard's screams pierced the air, alerting other guards who promptly rescued him from a raging Lila. the dungeon door was closed in haste and they all left. I collapsed to the ground, the craving was getting even more intense and I didn’t know how to fight it. Lila's howls filled the air, she was calling out for her mate but he was simply too far away to hear us or he was avoiding us.

No answer. He knocked harder. “Lila? It’s me. Open the door.” Still nothing. He used the spare key Elena had given him weeks ago (he hadn’t returned it yet) and let himself in. The apartment was dark and silent. Too silent. “Lila?” he called out, voice echoing. He turned on the living room light and walked quickly toward her bedroom. The door was slightly open. He pushed it wider and froze. Lila was curled up in bed, buried under the covers, shivering violently even though the room wasn’t cold. Her face was flushed red with fever.

Sike and Nessa were closer to the entrance, like they always were, ready to run if something came. Just a dream. The same dream. The one I had been having for as long as I could remember. I wiped the sweat off my face and tried to slow my breathing. It never got easier. Every time I saw that woman fall, every time I heard that little girl scream, I woke up feeling like I had been the one hit by that arrow. . . . My name is Lila. I am twenty years old, and I have been a rogue my whole life.

Vale. The dormitory door creaked open; Lila was already inside, curled up on her bed, reading a book. She looked up the moment I entered. "There you are." "You've been waiting?" I froze. "You disappeared." She shut the book. "So did you." For the smallest second...Neither of us smiled. "Fair point." Then she laughed. "I couldn't sleep." I tossed my hoodie onto the chair. "So you went exploring?" She studied me. "Something like that." I paused. "I almost got crushed by a collapsing tunnel."

"She came back. She's in the Capital. She saw Ella's wristband — she's not stupid, Derek. She never was." "Calm down." Derek set the coffee on the counter and pried her fingers from his sleeve. "She doesn't know anything." "She asked why we were together. She looked at you like she already had the answer." Derek watched the sliding doors where Lila had vanished. His jaw was set, but his eyes were calm. The gears turning behind them had never stopped — not since the night he'd helped Maya photograph Lila in that hotel room. "We'll push her out," he said. "She's a rogue with no pack and no protection. You are the Alpha King's fiancee. One word from you to the right people and she loses whateve

He then glanced at Elias as if the latter knew exactly what he was talking about. Elias’s gaze fell to the letter and I watched as his expression changed. Not dramatically. Not enough for anyone else to notice. But I saw the tension that entered his shoulders. The sudden stillness of his hands. The way his eyes fixed on the seal as if it had spoken a name he had spent years trying to forget. “Where did you get that?” he asked again. I folded the letter again. “From someone who wanted me to find the truth.” “Lila.”