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“No wait, I get it. The Iron Claw Pack is so advanced that they've found another way to impregnate women, is that it? Answer me, Maya!” I shook my head, tears pouring out of my eyes. He bent down to my stomach and when he stood up, a slap landed on my cheek, and I let out a scream. “Shut your stupid mouth now before I plough it to bits with my fist!” He slammed in my head, using his Alpha power on me. The command didn't work, I'd gotten healthier in a matter of weeks and Sofie was stronger but I wasn't. Not mentally at least. So I swallowed the groans of pain in my throat.

After all, my original plan had been to get the inheritance. Wesley was the kind of person I never needed to lift a finger for. He could not be more perfect. During the seventh year after my rebirth, he took me to see the maple leaves. The hills were blanketed in vibrant red, bursting with life and energy. As we walked down the path, I quietly took his hand. I wished, more than anything, that time could just stop right here. (The End)

“Why, my daughter? I mean... she doesn’t look better than me. She can’t be better than the original.” “I came to you eighteen years ago and made the proposal that if you don’t pay off your husband’s debt before her eighteenth birthday... I’ll come and make her my wife. I thought that would motivate you into actually doing something to clear the debt. But you didn’t,” he said, taking another sip of his drink. “You probably thought I wasn’t going to do anything. But you forgot who I was before your husband took that loan from me.”

The handwriting was elegant yet hurried, as if the writer’s emotions had spilled onto the page. “Today is my eighteenth birthday. I am finally an adult,” the entry began. I could almost sense the excitement in the words. “My parents have prepared a grand feast tonight to celebrate.” I turned the page. The next entry was dated July 10, just a day later. “I am furious. How could the Moon Goddess betray me like this?” the words screamed from the page. “She has mated me with a rogue, of all things. A rogue named Sarah. How am I, the son of an Alpha, expected to accept a lowly rogue as my mate?”

Still I went ahead and asked her, “Aren’t you like too young to give someone lifetime commitment?” When she heard me, the little sadness that shadowed her face vanished like thin air and rage and fury overtook her features. “If I don’t make boyfriend at this age, then when will I make, huh? After getting old like you, bloody grumpy grandpa. Or after getting grey hair like you? How old are you anyways? Fifty or Sixty?” She scoffed. “And what did you say, too young for a lifetime commitment? Was I not too young when you forcefully married me and raped me?” She spat with utmost fury.

"I forbid it." Petra huffs. "You forbid it?" She questions. "Who died and left you in charge?" "I am the oldest, so I am in charge," I say as I cross my arms over my chest. "You are the oldest by two minutes," Petra snaps at me. "That hardly counts." "What are you going to tell the girl?" I continue to yell at Petra. "That you are her long lost Aunt. That her mother conceived her by using black magic."

com/eustoma_reyna I****T: https://www.i****t.com/eustoma_reyna P.S. This book is ending soon with only a few chapters left. I know the story went through a drastic change in plot, and I sincerely apologize for that. Something unexpected happened in my real life, and because of it, I had to step back from writing and romanticizing werewolves. Honestly, I struggled a lot since last year and kept contemplating whether I should just drop this book entirely. However, I felt bad doing so because I’m not used to abandoning stories I already started.

I reply, not joking anymore my voice went all serious. "Eden, she haven't regressed, hardly did at all. She's still stutering in front of anyone who's a stranger to her. Nathaniel, you're the closet to her age, you're the next alpha, I want you to try and help her relax, help her regress" dad says, all Omega regress to younger ages, that make things easier for them to be taken care of. "I'll try my best dad, we'll both do" I say motioning for Tristan with me, we're a team, with the Omega with us, we're the one who rule the pack.

I didn't know my mate was still too young, she wasn't ripe for me yet, so the goddess kept the beautiful fruit hidden. I had visited an area close to your pack three years ago, yet I didn't feel the bond. However when the decisive moment came, despite the fact that I was miles and oceans away, your little whisper had me running and rushing to you. I think the reason the goddess kept me from seeing you three years ago was because she knows I would not have resisted the temptation to devour you. You are so beautiful and perfect. If I had met you back then when you were still fifteen, I think I would have taken you still, turning myself into a scum. Your body would have been too fragile for my

his system couldn't process. "Love is a non-performing asset, Elian," the man said, his voice losing its warmth. "If you will not come willingly, then the Publisher has authorized a Hard Reboot." He raised his silver cane, but he didn't point it at Elian. He pointed it at the Flagship above. "Christie, initiate the Manual Override," the Final Draft commanded. "If the Prince won't lead the Dynasty, then we will delete the 'Infrastructure' and start the story from Chapter 1. Delete Leo. Delete Meilin. Clear the cache."