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“Are you guys official? Like—official-official?” “We live together,” I said before I could stop myself. Her jaw dropped. “You what?” “I wasn’t hiding it,” I added quickly. “It’s just a lot. But it’s good. Really good.” She whistled. “Lana Reyes. The main character. And the plot twist. Nathan Cross in love? Living together? This is full prestige drama energy.” I laughed. Actually laughed. For a moment, the pressure lifted—like sunshine through fog. But the second we stepped outside, it returned.

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He was being kind and she was grateful for it. “I know how dry my jokes are, you are the only one who cares to laugh at them. Except from the fact that I am trying to warm my way into your heart, I am trying to make you worry less about whoever you are running from, I promise you Gabby, you are safe,”Walter said and slide his hands into gabby’s hands which had been on her thighs. Gabby smiled and took his hands without saying another word. They arrived at a large mansion that was isolated from the better part of the town, the gate to the mansion was covered in green leaves and gabby guessed that the mansion must have been abandoned for a long time.

Croix. “We’re just in time.” Adam whispered. He squeezed my arm while Norma took to the center stage for the introduction. “It is with great pride and honor that C. B. Publishing announces the release of the fourth installment of Cassy, the Good Witch, both in paperback and hardback.” The crowd broke into applause, and I started to sweat. Nervously, I licked my lips while listening to Norma talk about the highlights of my next book. It felt surreal to see how well-received my book was. I looked away and my eyes collided with that of my ex-husband.

Sophia’s POV The sedan’s engine growled as we tore through the city, the drone’s red lights blinking like malevolent eyes in the rearview mirror. Rain streaked the windshield, blurring the neon signs and streetlights into a kaleidoscope of color, but nothing could blur the image of my father staggering, clutching his side as the visitor’s gunshot echoed. My heart was a raw wound, torn between grief and the faint, stubborn hope that he was still alive. The numbers—7-4-9-2-1-8—pounded in my mind, a lifeline tying me to him, to the cabin, to the cipher he’d hidden in me. *The stars will show you the way.* But the stars were gone, swallowed by the storm, and I was running blind.

But, I had just found out that I was expecting Rosy, and I was completely turned around by the news. I hear the sound of tires followed by a boom. Two cars had just collided at an intersection. No smell of blood and more fear than harm, apparently. Intersection... Crossroads. I look down at my screen again and try to enter the place's name. A muffled cry leaves my lips. In the West, lost on the road in the middle of nowhere. Placed at an unlikely crossroads : Crossroad Café.

I ask just before we make a sharp turn to a wide hallway. “Alpha Daymion has to settle a few things; seal the hole that has gaped since his departure.” “Hmm,” I nod, immediately pushing thoughts about the old man out of my head. “How did we really manage to get here? Last I remembered we were in a cart.” Sir Brak looks at me with one eye closed, the open eye’s brow perked. It is more of a ‘Please do not tell me you don’t know’ kind of look. “The thing about Supernaturalism is that it deals with uncanny stuff like Portals.”

Raphael stammered. I could tell he was being sincere but it didn’t make me feel any better. “This isn’t over, brother." I snapped, and materialized myself and Rayne to the only place I could think of to keep him away from us. The gate to the Grotto. I took the golden key and opened the gate. I picked Rayne up, closed the gate, and headed inside. She was still weeping, but softer now. I walked the short path with her in my arms, and moved the vines overhanging the entrance.

The circle wasn’t supposed to let him in. Mara had said it. My mother said it outside, crying that she couldn’t enter, that mothers burn. The Northern Alphas were still trying, their shadows slamming into the invisible edge and jerking back like they’d touched a live wire, cursing, shouting. Even Jax, a Guardian, marked by a White himself, was stuck at the edge, fighting, unable to cross. But Kaden crossed. He just ran straight through, like the wall didn’t exist for him at all.

I heard her yell, noticed her jump furiously through the side mirror. I couldn't help the chuckle. I turned the car, swerved out of the street. I was such a bad boy. *** Rana's POV I really missed Traven, his warm, cozy snuggle. It's been two weeks since I hadn't seen seen him, four days to Ellen's graduation. I was really happy for her but sad. I wouldn't be able to attend her graduation because I had to do some important shit, mum and dad were going to be there, and Traven was not with me.