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Skylar closed the door and walked through the golden lit long stretched carpeted arcade with a bitchy evil smile and a confident aura surrounding her body. Who exactly was she? And why she was a match for Ekai Enzo? And lastly why she was looking for Luca Calhoun Castello? ••• Author's Note: So, here I'm, back again. Welcome to all the new readers and hello to old ones, I'm eager to announce that the chapters are getting locked ahead. And I'm publishing a few chapters of my other billionaire romance here, though they would be free but to read the full thing you have to go to (Webnovel.com) Check it out in my profile. Ciao, enjoy reading~

I followed the path they created, my heart hammering against my ribs. Then a voice, smooth as silk and cold as ice, echoed around me. "Let me tell you a story, my dear niece." I knew that voice. Eleanor. I spun around, but saw no one. "A long time ago," she began, her voice weaving through the dead air, "I lived in a territory of enchanters who wanted nothing to do with werewolves. I didn't care... until my elder sister, Eliana, started becoming stupid. She tried to convince our elders that the beasts weren't so bad." A bitter laugh. "I was to be recognized as the most prominent enchantress of my generation. I was destined to rule. But my sister ruined it all."

I explained. “You have us however you need us. We will do everything we can to help you fight,” Mateo said. That was good to hear because the next will be the biggest thing for them to wrap their heads around. They were doing really well so far. Hopefully, that would continue. “And that is why we knew we could count on you. The next thing we will explain is the biggest. It must stay between us for now until the council is taken care of properly. The prophecy mentions us as the Enchanted Dezentrae. Kenzie’s and my marks are not the typical ones,” I explained before we both exposed our marks for them to see.

Earned. I didn’t know what the future held. But I knew this, tonight, I wasn’t Cinderella anymore. And he was, certiuanly, no prince charming. He was my Alpha Dante. My soon to be husband. My fiance. I was nota forbidden temptation anymore. I was his. His to love. His to belong.

“I don’t know.” “You don’t know?” “I’ve never been that strong before. It just happened.” “Do you know what it is?” He asked again Elena shook her head. She couldn’t tell him the truth. Couldn’t explain about wolves and suppressants and bonds she didn’t fully understand herself. “Maybe I am just stressed,” she said finally. “Adrenaline can make people do crazy things.” Ethan didn’t look convinced but he didn’t push. “Maybe.” Dessert arrived. Chocolate torte with raspberry coulis and fresh cream. They shared it, trading bites across the table, and by the time they finished, Elena felt warm and full and almost content.

"Yeah, I know I haven't, but His sister's dating Mr Williams' son's cousin, you know, the owner of the Elysium Art Gallery. It wasn't something I thought would interest you-it was just business, you know? Networking." Jayla's heart vacillated while her mind spun as she tried to make sense of it all. Could he be telling the truth? That makes sense; hence, it's not quite impossible. Yet somehow, something just did not feel right, and that feeling of there being more to it would just not let go. "You could have told me," Jayla said, softer now, laced with disappointment. "I would have understood."

As I reached home, my steps heavy with the weight of my encounter with Bethany and Justin, a familiar figure caught my eye. Seraphina, sat on our porch, staring at her surroundings like a lost puppy. She seemed lost in thought, her expression Seeming confused and worried. She looked out of place here but maybe that was because she was royalty and one could hardly ever find her outside the Pack house. but I had learnt that Seraphina was different. I wasn't sure if I could be friends with her. Every time I looked at her I remembered Weston. I remember what he said. I remember that there is a chance Seraphina might become Weston's new mate. The thought of that tears me apart. I don't want to be

For the first time since working with the heiress, I felt like she was human and she looked— if I were to be honest— sweet. She was concerned about offending Madam Leah. After all the seductive talks, the glances, the body language, penetrating stare and unashamedly being slutty— nothing had gotten to me, until that blush— that was when I realized I was fucked! ~~~~ Chantelle's POV I flipped my hair and danced with a smile on my face. The colored lights of the club were blinding but I enjoyed the sensation. I suddenly felt someone behind me. “Hey!” the stranger shouted over the music into my ear.

she whispered, her heart racing with anticipation. Meanwhile, in Isabela’s house, a hushed conversation unfolded. Lito leaned close to Isabela, concern etched on his face. “I saw him yesterday,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “Tino was with a woman—behind the old oak tree.” Isabela’s eyes widened, and she leaned in closer. “You have to keep an eye on him, Lito. That woman is dangerous. She’s a witch who’s enchanted him with a powerful love spell. She’s manipulating him.”

Briana asked. "On my neck. It has your initials" says David as he pulls down his turtle neck sweater to show Briana the necklace he had been hiding, which was meant as a surprise. "No matter how far apart we are from each other, we'll always be closer to each other, forever" says David. Briana hugs him so tight with teary eyes.