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Her voice trembles and I see tears shimmering in her eyes. I stand up and gently place a hand on her cheek. Sparks of electricity come between us and she shivers under my touch. As I look into her eyes, a name comes to mind. Her hair and eyes are black... so it only seems fitting right. "Are you... Ebony?" I ask carefully. "That name... suits you so... I hope you are." It fits her like a glove.

Chloe snapped her fingers in front of my face. "That confirms it" Crystal stated like it was the best news she had heard so far "Oh I can hear wedding bells already" Whoa. Pause. What?. That is way too far. "What do think their babies will look like?" Crystal asked dreamily. "They will probably have Kamara's awesome brown skin and Chris's hot blue eyes and the girls must have that awesome body and great behind that will make guys ask for death" "Ladies please" I put my hands over my ears "nothing of that sort will happen"

the girl's sitting with us chorused O just nodded my head and continue eating " this is Mia" Eba said pointing to the girl by my right side ,she has blonde hair and blue eyes she is white , " and this is Mary" Eva said referring to the girl beside Mia she has brown hair and brown eyes " Carly is the one sitting by your left and Rose is beside her." Eva said concluding her introduction " nice to meet you guys" I said, Carly is black with black hair and green eyes like me and Rose hair was dyed pink and she has blue eyes like Eva but Eva's hair is Sandy blonde.

Arianna POV. I don't know how long it's been but Ebony is here and she's not alone, she got a human with her, the human is calling her mommy and holding to her for dear life. That was a shock to me, I heard about Ebony before she's a Lord, she's not one to mess with. I heard all about how one person looked at her the wrong way once and she killed them, no second thought she just killed them for looking at her the wrong way, but right now she's standing in our house holding the hand of a little!

Ethan was very excited and when they were done with their chat, she hung up. The next day, outside the pack, Ace and the top wolves of their tribes whom they regarded as Elites, waited for the visitors from Blue Bane. Their leader, Ebsy, was tall with black hair and light eyes that made him stand out. He had features that made his identity unique. He was really handsome. Ace couldn't help but notice how good looking Ebsy was and a part of him felt jealous. After being caught staring at Ebsy, Ace gave it up.

“Listen here, mister. I don’t know why you came but the young alpha only said that we needed to raise her. We did. He didn’t specify how so whatever we made from raising her, it was ours. You don’t know how hard it was to raise a monster like her. It’s not like I am calling you monsters but that girl, she had nightmares all the time. Her personality changed sometimes, as if I was looking at a calculative villain. She needed therapy. I spent on her a lot. She is sick in the head. I did my best and when it was time, I brought her where she belongs. I don’t owe you anything.” “She isn’t sick.” “Then mister, you didn’t read all the reports. Moreover, you want this kept a secret, right? I think y

It wasn't only humans with the annoying habit of putting people down. Her name was Ebony and she was absolutely beautiful, even with the massive square-shaped, thick-rimmed glasses she wore. Her complexion reminded me of brown caramel and her eyes were a liquid hazel color. She had chubby cheeks which doubled in size when she flashed us her perfect, white teeth, and her hair was always kept in braids that were cropped short with silver beads embellishing them.

Ivan said, voicing his concerns. "One second." Bernard said as typing could be heard in the background. "You acquisitioned number thirty-eight at the auction, Bethany Johnson. Dark reddish-brown hair and blue eyes. She has a slim build, she's roughly five foot, and one hundred and ten pounds. Is all of that correct?" "Yes." Ivan said.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "