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Like autonomy is a commodity. The Axis hums, uneasy. I exhale slowly. “Send word to the Accord,” I say. “All councils. Immediately.” The man nods, rushing out. I stand alone in the chamber, anger quiet and contained, like fire banked under stone. Book Three was about proving consent could survive power. Book Four is going to be about proving consent can survive comfort. And that is a harsher war. Enemy POV: Clarion performs beautifully. They do not need direct orders. They do not need puppeteering. They need only a tool, a field that reduces friction, and language that makes control feel responsible.

Could I really go through that again at the risk of losing all my progress? My eyes focused on the cracking ceiling. "I'll do my best to avoid that. We're mates, after all. If he can't handle me at my best, he doesn't deserve my worst." "Darling." My body felt oddly relaxed for the topic we were discussing. I ever so slowly shifted my gaze to Henry. Despite his title, Henry Furst resembled more of the everyday salaryman than a savage wolfman. He kept his chestnut hair an inch below the tip of his ear, always tousled.

"Yeah, I copied. Why should a fatso like Ruby have such amazing design talent? Why? Fat people should just die." "You think that's all? Ruby was bullied at school too! I did it all! So what?" "To think that fat pig wanted to wear her own designs. Hilarious! She must never look in the mirror!" "Yeah, she got fat because of what my mom did. Who told her to be so greedy? She deserved it!"

Hello Lovely People! Read the chapter till the END to know what exactly is going to happen. Rate my book with 5 stars, share the book with your friends and comment to share your voice. Also read my other book called 'Sealed Desire'. Love, Eeman Faisal *** I was fuming with anger. If I would have been in some cartoon then probably there would have been steam looming out of my ears. However this was evident to me that my face was as red as a tomato.

Billions evaporated in a single afternoon. Adrian’s chest heaved with barely contained rage. His broken nose throbbed under the bandage, his split lip stung, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the inferno consuming him from within. He had built this empire on blood, fear, and ruthless calculation. And now it was slipping through his fingers because of one woman and the man who dared to take her.

He burst out laughing and began picking up the books I had dropped earlier. "What exactly are you looking for?" I sighed softly. "Some sort of book about mythical creatures, maybe I can finally find out about my true identity." Noah began helping me search through the piles of the books that fell. "Hey, what about this?" He asked curiously while holding up a book that had a flame on it. Ember jumped in excitement. "That's the one Freya open it!" She yelled inside my head. I got the book from Noah and opened the first page and she was right. There was a woman covered in fire just like me.

But it’s still cool to see when it’s your own wolf. I start to pick up speed, marveling at the feeling of wind passing through our fur. The scenery goes by in a blur, and pretty soon I am near the edge of our territory already. I might be biased – but I think that was pretty fast. Nazeem snorts. ‘Want me to show you fast, pup? Give control to me’. I grumble in protest. Of course I would be the one to get a wolf with an attitude to match Athena and Millie’s characters. I must be a magnet for it somehow.

But amidst the tempestuous storm of sensations, a sudden realization pierced through Emma's ecstasy. Why was she finding his closeness comforting? Her pulse quickened. No, this was wrong. It's absurd. Absolutely horrendous. It was anything but right. She felt a sudden need to flee, to hide somewhere from his piercing gaze, from her own thoughts, and the harsh realities of her life. "I…I need to go!" With a mixture of longing and confusion, she broke away, and left, leaving behind a trail of unquenched desire. Hurt, angry, and confused, she hurried back inside with her heart racing and her mind in turmoil.