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Intentional or not, for her, this is a fortune that she can not be denied. Nara's hand tried to reach the foot of the table not far away. She managed to grab hold of the table leg and resist the pull of the illusion tree's minions. Nara and the women of the illusion tree attract each other. With all their might, Nara and the women of the illusion tree held on to each other's positions. Nara tried to reach the scissors that she could almost hold.

as she gestures to herself . “ It’s Kurat , just Kurat . I thought you might get a cold .” As I am looking at Nari , I am trying really hard not to burst out laughing . She looks like she has a dress on , She’s smiling as she nods “ Ok , Kurat shall we go to training .” Walking down to training with Nari , I see how some of the males are openly checking her out . Without realising I am growling at every male that looks in her direction . She looks so damn cute in my t-shirt , as we reach the training ground it is buzzing with activity .

Accepting the mad Alpha's daughter as my mate and Luna would cause chaos in the pack. I saw Nara in the lounge area earlier today. She hasn't changed much, except that her black hair is longer, her heart-shaped face is slimmer, and she's ... stunning. I was stalking her as she worked, but I didn't have the bravado to speak to her because she hated me.

Nabi thought to herself, walking back to her room lethargically, gazing at the floor in disappointment. Nabi is a low esteemed girl. Though he looked pretty and cute, she never acknowledged it. She had a sculpted figure which was twine-thin. Her waist seemed tapered, and she had a beautiful and healthy fair complexion. Her sexy chestnut brown eyes and mid-length wavy brown hair looked stunning and would appear gorgeous if taken care of, but she takes minimal care about her face or hair. She almost spends every leisure minute for her friends or vampire stuff. She is always seen with a messy bun and baby pink lipstick.

She looks up to the calm, controlled Axar and she runs stumbling into the already fragile furniture and breaking a kitchen chair in her haste. She rolls and screams on the floor and slashes her own limps trying to get his blood off of her. Her eyes are pitch black and souless as she screams. I revoke my hold over Axar and let him run to comfort her. She sobs and holds onto him protectively, watching us with anxiety. No doubt dreading our response to her outburst. Narius shivers with bloodlust and he stares her down. "She fucking fed from me. From me!" Narius shouts. She did? Negative energy?

“You know that is how mind control works?” Mitsuhide said softly. He was watching the young woman in front of him. Though she was the youngest of the group by a few years she had an aura about her that matched his wife’s in making her seem much older than she really was. He smiled at the thought that he could only deal with one woman like his wife but this other one wasn’t all that bad to add to the mix. Mitsuhide thought Max had lucked out the same way he did.

Questions lingered in the air, unanswered and haunting, as I tried to unravel the enigma of her unsettling metamorphosis. Fuyu turned to glare menacingly at Nayeli, who growled in retaliation. He eyed Fuyu down with equal contempt; both were engaged in a quiet feud, while I had my eyes still stuck on her. She looked so delicate, so fragile, like a flower in the garden. Her face was devoid of any emotion, but I could sense pain and unrest. She was troubled.

She no longer has long hair touching her waist. He was dumbfounded. She looked more than he was expecting her to. He saw the changes in her. She looks very beautiful and sexy. In the first picture he viewed, she was wearing a royal blue kimono gown that had a V-Line neck and a slit that was cut up through her thick thighs. Her cleavage was visible and he salivated. He felt that heat within him that he wants to let out. His wolf growled in his head. Jin growled hard yearning and longing for his mate.

Once money has been handed over, they are dragged away. Nero is visibly shaken and tired, cowering near the empty cages. Watching, listening, and taking in the horrible world evolving around him. He notices a young Girl, beautiful long golden Hair which curls at the end. In an instant he feels a connection to her, a pull, that makes him stand up with no effort at all. Watching her twirl around in her pink frilly dress, happily laughing. The laughter makes him smile, brightening the Childs face.

Which is quite silly if you ask me, because the guy is practically a slave to the Moon Goddess and is waiting for his destined mate, but right now Nari doesn’t seem interested in what I have to say. “Romeo. Price. Is. My. Mate.” Nari stated coldly, anger reverberating from her in waves as she looked at me. Then her face clears, looking terrifyingly calm, her wrath had majestically disappeared and replaced by tranquility. It was as if the angry expression was never there in the first place. “Those are just semantics, sister.” Nari continued, her voice taking on an alluring quality as her eyes glazed, most probably conjuring visions of Romeo in her mind.