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Juliette said and surprised us. “Are you sure?” Gina asks. “Yes, I trust the moon goodness decision,” Juliette says. Her voice was getting stronger bit by bit. “I never doubted my decision. I, Gina Connor, Accept you, Juliette Lune, as my second chance mate.” Gina says, half whispering. I could physically see a bond form and get stronger, linking them together. Then it became invisible, but I knew it was there just by looking at Gina and Juliette. The door opened, and then the gasp and sobbing told me it was Mom.

His blonde hair is at least clean and combed. I snuggle into Finch, who holds me close. “Beta Justin is an envoy from Alpha Jessup. Beta has come to offer terms. For after you deliver. Seems Alpha Jessup believes you are his Luna,” Finch laughs. “We are educating the Beta.” Juliet- Oh! I want to educate the Beta. My turn. I feel Juliet come forward and watch as she gets up. She walks around the desk and stands in front of the smiling Beta. “So beautiful,” he reaches for my hand, but Juliet wraps it around his throat picking him up off the ground.

he turned to look at Gina and saw that her eyes were closed again. "Miss!" He called out to her again, and her eyes immediately fluttered open... "Will you tell me where you live or should I take you to where I live?" He asked her... ____________________ _____________________ Juliet was finally done with her work for the day and was about to close her laptop when she felt a presence standing in front of her... she raised her head up to and saw lana smiling at her with two cups of coffee in her hand... "Are you done with your work?" Lana asked as she placed the coffee on Juliet's table... "Yes, I'm done for the day," Juliet answered, and lana nodded...

"I know I was wrong. I'm willing to spend my life making it up to you!" "No need," I said finally. "It's completely over between us." "Did everyone hear that clearly?" Kane surveyed the surroundings coldly. "I don't want to hear rumors about Elena a second time." His aura made the wolves present too intimidated to speak. I announced to the crowd, "From now on, I have nothing to do with the Silvermoon pack. No one may demand anything of me based on my former position as Luna." With that, Kane, Sarah, and I left together, leaving Damon standing frozen in place.

I only noticed it because the drawer seemed shallower than it should be. I pressed on the wood, searching for a mechanism, and finally found a small catch that released with a soft click. The false bottom lifted, revealing a small stack of letters tied with red ribbon. Red. Redmoon's color. My heart hammered as I carefully untied the ribbon and unfolded the first letter. Luna Clara, Your reports continue to be satisfactory. Evergreen's productivity remains stable. Continue monitoring Alpha Edmund for any signs of rebellion. If he becomes problematic, eliminate him and report it as an accident.

It's almost five. I look at Geni's text first. All your clients are cancelled through tomorrow. Let me know if you need to reschedule the rest of the week. Love you! The missed calls are from Daniel, as are the other two texts. Go back to sleep. Sleep will help the death wish go away. The second one is from just a few minutes ago. Picking up Chance now. We'll be back soon. Stay in bed. As I move to stand up, I catch a whiff of myself. I need a shower first.

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

"The King is... he’s a lonely little King." ​"Let him call," Mateo mumbled, his arm sliding around my waist just to keep us both from sliding off the seat. "He can call the moon. The moon doesn't answer to Cromwells." ​Everything became a montage of blurry faces and loud choruses. We were all "wasted" in the truest sense—wasted on the freedom, the gin, and the sheer relief of being away from the 40th floor.

And since he was beyond our communication connection, Jaden sent a text message. A horseshoe and a skull. Logan, whose mind is faster than mine, quickly translates the new-age form of messaging.