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"WHY NOW??! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK WE WILL BELIEVE YOU??!" Motus snarled at Amadaus. His fur was bristled with anger. His gaze not leaving off of Amaduas. Amadaus slowly took out the crumpled paper and tossed it to Motus. Atzi walked up and sniffed it. She recognized it as the paper she ripped from thegiant tome. "Motus,....that's..the paper i had. I got it from one of Damon's spellbooks. He..he's telling the truth." Atzi said taking the paper.

This was bad. “Such a long journey back here. I think I’ll have some fun with you.” Damion grinned dragging me into his room. I woke up chilled. Course sheets engulfed me and I shoved them off growling. Damion… Panic flared but I stuffed it down rubbing my bruised wrists. Glancing around I winced touching my neck gingerly. He had bitten me! I balled my fists staring at my bare body littered in bruises which were slowly healing. Oh, he was going to pay.

Except this one was dry. Untouched. A folded note rested on top. Noah unfolded it. The handwriting matched the damaged notebook perfectly. You found the wrong journal. Ava felt the room grow colder. Noah opened the new journal. The first page contained only a single sentence. My name is Adrian Voss, and if Noah Volkov is reading this, then I have already been dead for ten years. The room fell silent. Daniel looked at Noah. “So…” He swallowed hard. “The fifth man finally has a name.”

"What? Did the cops even investigate anything!” "And they're already holding a press conference. Dennis is telling the media that Mr. Adams manipulated a vulnerable woman into a fake marriage so he could steal control of Lennox Global.” My eyes widened. "He did what?" I set my untouched coffee down with a sharp clink. "Turn on the television, I want to see what that bastard is up to.”

Chapter 14: **** The morning after the Global Trade Summit should have been quiet. It wasn’t. I woke before sunrise. The house was still, but my mind was racing. Adrian was still sleeping, one arm thrown over the empty space I’d just left. I watched him for a minute, then slipped out of bed. I walked barefoot to the kitchen, poured black coffee, and stood by the window. The city was waking up. So was the war. Few minutes later,my phone vibrated on the counter. It was an unknown number.

They didn’t rush. They didn’t label. They just… became. One night, Liam brought Nova to a private wing of Veritas HQ. “I built this for you,” he said. Inside: A room filled with digital journals. AI-driven archives. Scanned pages from Cassie’s handwritten letters. Damon’s voice woven into welcome sequences. Nova stood still. In awe. “This is the future of the flame,” Liam said. “And it only works with your light.” Back at the Sanctuary, Grace read a page from Nova’s new journal aloud to Zuri.

But after a few moments, I shook my head and pushed the thoughts away. “You’re overthinking,” I muttered to myself. I grabbed my pillow, hugged it tightly, and slowly closed my eyes. ******* The bright morning sunlight warmed my face, I groaned softly and blinked my eyes open.My phone buzzed loudly beside me. Still half-asleep, I stretched my arm across the bed and grabbed it. My eyes slowly focused on the screen, it was a message from Jack. “Are you at your place? I'll soon be there, princess.” My eyes widened instantly.“What?!” I gasped, jumping out of bed so quickly I almost tripped.

Switching the hand holding the lid, she felt along the spines, divining by the width and the feel of the binding which one she wanted. She set the book on the floor beside her as she eased her head out from the trunk then closed it carefully. Getting her feet beneath her, she reached for her book, then gave a terrified scream seeing a man’s shoes standing just beyond it. Scrambling to her feet, Evelyn crashed against the wall of the baggage car. “Well, I do sthay, what have we here?” Daniel Prince’s tawny eyes skimmed her slowly and he shuffled another step closer, kicking her book aside.

Delilah says quickly turning a page and going through the rest of the budget. Dimitri held a tray of scones with a cup of tea. "Good morning Dimitri." Delilah greeted unaware of the time. "You are back to that old habit of yours, you've been couped in here for seven hours it's 4pm.." Dimitri sighed pushing the tray away and shutting the book she was skimming through and pushing it away.