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"Hey, do you want to get back at the man who hurt you?" Logan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at me with alarmingly bright eyes. "Yes." A vicious smile curled on my lips as I lazily tilted his chin up with the toe of my shoe. "Then become my lapdog, and I'll give you everything you want." Logan lowered his head and fell silent. Just as I grew impatient and was about to turn away, he reached out and grabbed my ankle. "Woof." From then on, Logan became my most devoted lapdog.

“So that way.” 16B was a much larger section than I expected. Still, it made sense since wolves were always passing down stories to the younger generations, true or not. “Found it,” I said. It took forty-five minutes but I found a book on the Moon Blessed that was not a kid's bedtime story. “When the Goddess becomes a man,” I read out the title. From the cover, I could tell it was still a fiction story for the most part. But it was better than nothing at all.

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.

Leaning against my desk with my arms crossed, I ask, "What did your old bedroom look like?" "Even messier than yours," Lennox replies, flipping through a hefty graphic novel titled Duncan the Wonder Dog by Adam Hines, one of my favorites. "Nirvana and Blink 182 posters covering the walls, only school books scattered around, an expensive surround sound system, and a punching bag." He rotates the novel vertically as he flips through the panels. "In short, I was cooler than you." I manage an irritated smile. "It's like you're intentionally trying to get kicked out of my bedroom or something."

Inanna was way back in my mind, almost hiding, but she didn’t give me a nervous vibe. Maybe this was something she wanted me to discover for myself; maybe she thought it best not to tell me. Either way, I knew she had her reasons and eventually she would have to come clean with me. As Wilson left the library, I went down to the first floor, found myself a comfy couch, and opened the book. I flipped through it looking for anything about my wolf's spirit, other great wolves were named along with a history of how their wolfs came to be, and how the moon goddess mated and produced offspring. A few pages in and my eyes froze on the page:

NEAH A massive wolf appears at the Iron Valley border. Silver gray fur. Old. Scarred. Every movement deliberate. Powerful. He shifts at the tree line. Stands naked except for the scars covering his body and the authority radiating off him like heat from a furnace. Alpha Marcus goes to meet him. Liam and Caleb flank him. Warriors position themselves at strategic points. Ready. I watch from the porch with Theo and Shane. Every instinct screams danger. But something else whispers underneath. Something that feels like recognition even though I've never seen this man before.

I stood up extremely confused. "Your name is Camilla right?" he asked me. "Yes, my name is Camilla." I replied. "You can sit down, you must be tired" I sat down on the bed looking very confused. "I don't need all those acts of subservience and docility. You can just be yourself." he told me. I would be lying if I said, I wasn't confused. Even though this was obviously my first time being sold to an owner, I had heard stories about girls being sold and I knew their masters always wanted obedience and subservience. Why was Dante acting different?

"Do you want to step out there and crush his spirit yourself, Chika?" I wiped my fingers on a linen napkin, my voice cold and unbothered. "I'll think about whether he even deserves my breath." Lucien didn't push it. He stood up, his massive, broad-shouldered frame casting a long shadow across the marble floor. "Come along, Peyton. Let's go see why the little dog is barking." Peyton nodded, trailing closely behind his Alpha.

"Wow, luckily I didn't tell them anything. I acted like I didn't know who you were." "Thank you." Henry leans back on the couch, getting comfortable as I sit down beside him. "The book is on the second bookshelf, two shelves down from the top and has a green cover. I think it's called Lycanthrope Mythology if you ever want to look at it." Bruiser comes moseying into the room before he jumps up on one of the seats across from us, laying down. I have begun to love the dog, enjoying what it is like to have a pet. "He is always with you," I glance at Henry.

’ I barked over and over as I lunged to bite her. She kept stepping back, so I never made contact. It’s probably for the best. I bet she tasted terrible, and Xenia would get upset if I got blood on the outfit she got me. At least it was forcing the evil woman to step back. I hope she falls on the steps and hurts herself. We can leave her in the cold—survival of the fittest and all that. “Let me translate what my dog is saying.” Clay glared at the intruder, taking one of his giant steps forward.