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It happened so quickly that Zane could not understand whether this was the same Reyne who he was dominating until a few seconds ago. He sucked air into his lungs and slantly angled his head while his eyes sparkled with impression and a smile making its way on his lips. 'You still think she is weak, huh?' his wolf questioned. Tbc... (I know what you want to see... But i will show you what you wouldn't want to see lol *winks* Target: 13 comments. Lysm)

An idea suddenly niggled at me, I should ask Janet Johnson, she's probably aware of whereabout. “Hello Janet Johnson” I texted. As usual, she responded immediately like an AI Robot: “Hi Rita, how was your day?” “My day was great Janet” “How may I help you today?” “I lost contact with Zane. I haven't been able to reach him and it's been ages I heard from him” She didn't reply, so I sent another text. “ Zane’s account is closed down and his phone number doesn't exist anymore” “Yeah” Was all Janet Johnson said.

“Viv! Why are you hiding back here? You look stunning. Honestly, I could kill you for wasting it.” I opened my mouth to reply, but the words tangled as Amanda’s gaze followed mine. Her eyebrows arched. “Oh.” I didn’t need to ask. She’d seen him. “Oh,” she repeated, this time with a smirk that was equal parts mischief and warning. “Do you know who that is?” I shook my head, my throat too tight for speech. “That,” Amanda whispered, leaning closer, “is Zane Wilde.” The name rolled through me like thunder, unfamiliar yet heavy, as if it belonged to someone people didn’t dare forget.

AMBER POV. (Pg 13) I stretch my arms across my body as we walk through the grassy field in front of our cabin. I feel completely drained. I argued with so many wolves today that my throat is sore. You would think they would accept my decisions as their Goddess, but mistrust was definitely evident today.

Kendra followed her aunt out of the containment building. Filling her lungs with the crisp night air, she reveled in the feeling of freedom. Being a bound captive of Alice and her alien friends for even that brief time had made a negative impact on her that brought forth the other bad memories of being badly used that she struggled to keep buried and would one day have to find a way to release.

What was the point in having survived so much if she didn’t move forward? “I’d like to stay with you,” she confessed shyly. He smiled, hands sliding from her cheeks to her shoulders. “Good,” he said. “I’ll give you the dime tour of our suite.” ~ Zane hadn’t gone inside after he left the garage. His feelings were too intense, and he’d needed air. He’d strode stiff-legged and stiff-cocked to their lagoon, a small manmade lake he and Trey sometimes rowed out on. The reeds at the edge were tall, the water wavery with moonlight. Zane calmed a bit as he stared at it.

“Alpha, your attention is needed at the pack house. We have documents that require your signature for the Moonveil Dance tomorrow.” Zane rose to his feet slowly, brushing off his clothes. Then he turned to me. “Shall we?” I nodded. We stepped into the elevator. Nikolas and Winnie moved to follow… “Don’t you dare.” Zane’s voice turned cold instantly. They both stopped short. The doors slid shut in their faces. The moment they did… Zane turned to me. And burst out laughing. The sound startled me before I joined in. “You suspected them too?” I asked between laughs.

Zane laughed, catching it easily. "See? Teamwork." Ryan exhaled loudly, running a hand through his hair. "Why did I even agree to live with you..." Zane Smiled lightly for that, getting up at last.He began picking up things randomly, opening boxes without care. As they sorted through bags and boxes, Zane's eyes suddenly fell on something. A diary. Something about it instantly caught his attention. Without thinking much, he picked it up and slowly opened it. The very first page made his breath hitch.

SYNOPSIS : At Blackthorne, everyone knows the rules…Know your place, don't offend the wrong person and whatever you do….do not dare challenge Zane Calloway. Amelia Carter accidentally breaks the last one. When she steps into a crowd gathered around Zane and tells him to let another student go, the entire hallway goes quiet. Zane looks at her as if she has just handed him a new game. By the next morning, Amelia's face is on everyone's phones…The scholarship student who works alongside her mother at their laundry business is suddenly Laundry Girl, and Blackthorne's wealthy students have found a new source of entertainment. Serena Calloway makes sure Amelia learns exactly what happens w

Zane’s POV “Fair,” I said, crossing my arms. “But why would I believe a lowlife wretch? You might have torn those pages just to provoke my Alpha or trigger our curiosity. There's a chance there's nothing in them at all.” Eryndor met my gaze, and despite the blood crusting at the corner of his mouth, he managed something close to a smile. “Go fuck yourself, Zane. That won't work on me either. I'm the only one who read those books, and I'm the only one who knows what was in them.” His voice cracked. “Even if I lose my mind, I won't give you a damn thing.”