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“Do you suspect Adrian?” “No,” Elona said firmly. “This isn’t Adrian’s doing. Whoever is behind this is trying to fracture the Royale family from within.” Victor crossed his arms. “What’s your next move?” Elona smirked faintly. “I’m going to find Niccolo. And if he’s alive, he’s going to answer every question I have.” Victor shook his head, puttying the so-called Niccolo. Everyone in the Guild knows never to cross this mama bears path. She can wreak havoc once she gets pissed and no one apart from Master Fu can control her.

“Pretty girl? Don't you think you're being too rude to your hostess and the wife of the owner of this place?” Marco crosses his arms, not hiding his dissatisfaction. Eleonor gives a humorless laugh and assures Marco that everything is fine. Anyway, they're just extras… just numbers so as the game wouldn’t be too boring. She can't even be bothered because in her eyes, they're just flies. Her attention is focused only on James Evans and Sebastian Guntbert, her true opponents.

And he doesn’t even like it when people touch him. The unspoken truth was clear, Elora had loved Zarek for a long time, and maybe, just maybe, she’d hoped to be claimed by him once she came back. And now, she was standing here, everything was about to change. Elora raised up her head after hugging Zarek who was sitting down. “I am Elora, the emissary from the Italian pack. This pack is also my home.” She said smiling. We all nodded and they all welcomed her except for Evelyn and Mira.

"Then I'll share it all. No more deception." Her lips touched up with the hint of a smile. "Good. Because we're going to have a war." She spent that evening sitting alone in the study reading over the new data. Dante was on the run. Victor's former crew was stirring from its sleep. Sophia was spotted in Spain, but that lead iced over too quickly. Killian would heal in time. But Elena was not waiting. She prepared herself a drink, her hand steady though her heart thrashed. The war had begun.

But before anyone could celebrate, the throne room doors burst open. A messenger wolf stumbled in, bleeding, terrified. “My Queen!” he gasped. “The Council… they found Elena. They’re marching on Blackwood. With silver chains and goddess fire!” Luna’s eyes snapped open. Silver and red. “The war isn’t over,” she whispered. “It’s just beginning.”

"There is absolutely nothing left to handle." "Our warriors only need to dispose of the remaining rogue bodies." Cora’s jaw twitches in pure, unadulterated shock. "That rogue leader wasn't some weak omega; he had over a hundred dominant fighters guarding his citadel. I still cannot believe your claws rescued Malia from that death trap completely single-handedly." Derek scoffs ruthlessly, his bare shoulders flexing beneath his tight leather gear. "A rogue's pathetic pack resources mean absolutely nothing to my wolf. Not only did my hands rip her away from their chains, but I am going to make every single rogue bloodline disappear from the Beacon Moon Territory forever."

The moment his words ended, the secretary’s second call came in. “Sir, the lawyer representing Madam just contacted us.” Damien’s breathing stopped for a moment. “Other than matters regarding the lawsuit and necessary property division, Elena refuses any form of private meeting with you or Mr. Luca. “And regarding ownership of the antique pistol, she intends to pursue the matter personally to the very end.”

He may be an oracle but aren't I meant to have clearer visions, know more? “Don't stop now!” Andy almost shrieked, noticing her mood Gabriel quickly got to the point. “The blood moon this year will be even bigger than last year's.” His eyes landed on me, knowing my traumas that had been resurfacing in my nightmares as the night approached. “This year both sides will be fighting and sending their bests to make sure things go their way. That means more demons, vampires, dark witches, ghouls, trolls, sea witches, krakens, and even some sirens will be fighting to get Elara on their side, according to Frances.”

CHAPTER 39 LUCIANO I looked up to Franco “We need to set them a trap, that's how we catch them” I said to him in determination. “How do we set the trap for them?”Franco asked me to be sure about what I wanted to carry out and how dangerous it could be. “The bees want honey and to attract them I need to keep the honey. That's how we trap them” I said to Franco. He looked at me so confused, “So if I get you correctly, you want to set a trap for them with Elena. What if something happens to her, would you be able to bear it?” he asked me seriously.

My attempt to lighten the mood fails miserably as Lorenzo suddenly yanks my body to his. My eyes widen, and my heart rate picks up. We’re so close I can feel his breath on my face. His beautiful grey eyes bore into mine as we just stare at each other in silence. After a few seconds, Lorenzo breaks it. “Look here, Elara. I know a lot about women like you and Nina. You always try to suck off the wealth of the next man you come across. Isn’t that true?” What the—? I stare at him incredulously. Why would he say such a thing? I have never done that.