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"So no snooping in the bag." "I hate surprises," Cole groans and we go into the living room where Danielle is reading. "That's my book," Marcus says and Danielle holds her hand up as she finishes what she's reading. Marcus raises his eyebrows at the sass she's giving him. "I kept your place, don't worry," she says and shows him where his bookmark is. Marcus grumbles and lets her have the book. Marcus makes stir fry for tea while Cole and Danielle stalk hot guys on I*******m. I sit next to them with Minnie on my lap and give my input when they ask.

“Sorry, I just realized my Delta is coming and should be here soon. Maybe let someone know so it doesn’t cause a commotion out there.” Tess nods and tells Anne to go. I light myself another smoke and take a deep inhale. Fuck, I needed that. I exhale while Tess asks if I want another drink, and I nod. I take another drag and a quick sip. “Man, that feels good.” I say, smoke coming out of my nose. Tess chuckles. “I’m surprised you haven’t smoked through your entire pack after all that.” I sigh. “Me too. So, going back to your earlier question, Evan is not out in the field for two reasons —one, he has a mate, and the other is the risk of someone recognizing him.” I explain.

Adam's pov Right above the Extase Club was my floor. It was secluded from all the ruckus down there. The music, the noise, the fights and all. It was like a fucking sanctuary. And yet it gave me so much pleasure to hear that tiny gasp slip from Eve's lips when I led her to my bedroom. Or my dungeon as I would rather call it. The only similarity between the room and a bedroom was the presence of a bed. King sized to be precise, with white sheets all ready to be married.

I can't just let them down. I spent the next hours with mom where she was telling me about her best friend who was Evanna, my mom. She said she was a wonderful woman, beautiful, loving, caring, kind and respectful. She was a very respected lady, very strong, intelligent and determined. She was the best alpha she had seen. When I departed from my mom after lunch, I went back to the library. I still had a lot to find out. I sat again with another big volume black hardcover book.

he said, looking concerned. "It's nothing. I am used to it," I said. Evan sighed and stepped closer to me. He took my hand and kissed my fingers. "I'll make you feel better," his voice was deep and husky. His eyes were dark and full of lust. Even I could see it. OH MY GOD, Evan Green wants me. Me, the nerdy Annie with dorky glasses. Did my mom kill me last night? Am I in heaven?

Her living room window allows her to see the beautiful night sky adorned with bright lights shaming the stars and even the moon. She imagines Nate and Nina looking at that same beautiful sky after having a lovely dinner while she dines on hot noodle and a cup of coffee. "I'm so pathetic. How did I become like this?" she asked herself. She's about to call for food delivery when Ivy's call came in. She already knows exactly what she's going to ask her. "I just talked to the TV producer. She's okay with the third book being launched in January next year. She told me they would broadcast the series in three weekends in February," Ivy said.

Aricka followed Gregory into the living area to find Evan scrolling through channels on a TV that was hidden within a built-in cabinet. “Oh, hi mom you look better.” “Joyce, David this is my mate, Aricka Daniels and her pup, Evan. Were you able to get the books?” “Oh, yes. Here they are. I assume Evan is the pup we are here to discuss?” Gregory motioned the two to sit as he took the books and handed them to Evan.

“Since you’re back, are you going to pick the next book?” I blinked. “Me?” “Of course,” she said, smiling. “You’ve been gone. You deserve the honor.” Everyone nodded expectantly. I looked down at the stack of books on the table, my fingers brushing across their covers. My hand paused on a novel about love, identity and societal expectations. This book will give them a glimpse of what I passed through during my absence. I smiled softly. “How about this one?” Brent groaned. “Oh no, not another depressing tragedy. Can’t we read something with a hopeful romance?”

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A tall figure stumbled in. Evan. He looked… homeless. Hair standing in different directions, T-shirt wrinkled, trousers hanging low, eyes barely open. He scratched his head as he walked in, completely unaware of how ridiculous he looked. Julian glanced up from his book. A slow grin spread across his face. “I should take a picture,” he said. “Post it. Let your fans see what their precious celebrity looks like before coffee.” Evan squinted at him. “Do that and I’ll unfollow myself.”