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His handwriting was neat and steady. I will not let you regret choosing me. That was all. For some reason, I read it three times.

Realizing she had been deceived, Tiffany collapsed to the floor. As tears streamed down her face, she looked up at Fabian and asked, “Why would you do this? Once we get married, wouldn’t everything be yours?” Fabian shot her a disdainful glance. “A wh*re like you betrayed Matthew, and you could just as easily betray me. Only by keeping Jefferson Corp firmly in the palm of my hand can I feel at ease.” “You…” Both humiliated and enraged, Tiffany lunged at Fabian only to be kicked down without mercy.

“I’ll end this.” The runes on the book flared again, this time brighter - blinding white light cutting through the dark. The witch hissed, shielding her eyes, and for the first time, she looked angry. “You dare use my own words against me?” The floor cracked. Outside, the air howled, and my wolf howled with it. “If she opens that book, we’ll all burn.” “Then we burn together,” I answered. The witch lunged straight for Evelynn. But Varrick… moved first.

"Oh, so you just can't make it without the Swains? You've got two hands and two feet. What's stopping you from getting a job and taking care of yourself instead of showing up here to whine? "This whole act is just your way of sneaking back into Mom and Dad's good books through me. Don't pretend you actually feel bad. You don't." Jillian's face turned ghostly white. She clearly wasn't ready for me to call her out like that. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out. I shoved past the three of them, rushed out of the airport, and hopped into a cab headed for the university.

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Now that I was moving farther away from Vex my fear was quickly turning into anger. I allowed the anger to flow through me. It wasn’t fair that once again I had to turn everything upside down to get away from him. I was really starting to enjoy my life. Granted Mentone mainly had older people, but they were kind and generous. I was enjoying the peace and quiet of the mountains and loved seeing the waterfall. Even the small apartment had been nice. I enjoyed sitting in the recliner learning to cross stitch, and just listening to the sounds of nature floating in the open window. My anger grew as I realized I forgot to grab my cross-stitch supplies from beside the chair. Damn Vex for all of thi

They were also Raven Shifters, making them even more special in the Fafner Kingdom since 90% of our country's inhabitants hand four legs and no wings. I raised my hand and gathered a small amount of warmth around my palm and fingers, creating a thin glove of flames that I pressed against my brother. I splayed my fingers and wiggled them through his fur, adding a little pressure when I finally reached the roots and the heat of his skin. Staring at the dancing flames that harmlessly brushed by his dark brown pelt, I focused on my connection to my twin, envisioning a bridge in my mind that connected me to him.

With one final grimace in my direction, Rowan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and swept her out of the building. My head was already hurting, and it had nothing to do with the rising din of voices around me. Just a few hours ago, I was a human living in suburbia with a family who treated me like a servant—not a fantastical creature from a storybook who was the center of attention. And just a few hours ago, I had one boyfriend, Daniel. Even if he cheated on me with my stepsister, there was only one. Not three “mates”. “Four,” the voice in my head corrected me. “You have four mates, although the fourth isn’t here tonight. I wonder who he could be…”