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She said it, though it didn’t seem like she meant it in the least. She walked away, leaving me confused. I stared at her as she got inside the limousine parked in front of the gates. Adeline Hart, the daughter of the Alpha of the tenth shadow pack. What relation did she have with my husband? ********************************

He sincerely apologized. “It fine, I’m not angry” Adeline brought back the happy mood and smiling face. She looked round the room again, and sighed. ‘Whoa! Thank God I didn’t allow to be misled by Prey. Thanks, I listened to Maya instead’ Adeline soliloquized. She was over the moon. Mrs. Olivia she was hyping afar, wishing to meet even if it was once was the one she became her daughter-in-law. This was just like a dream to her and really making her happy.

Of course I didn't tell her how many times she did. Eva on the other hand would not stop crying and when she eventually did, she started screaming about how much she hated men which was quite funny, considering the fact that she just said she was heartbroken. Eventually they both fell asleep, after much tussle and hassle, I asked Hannah to change Adeline’s clothing. “What are you thinking about so much? Your girlfriend is siding with your demonic cousin.” Ric said, I raised my eyebrows “He’s not my boyfriend, Ric.” Adeline says while Denola snorted.

Her eyes looked distant—empty, as if she was carrying something she didn’t want to share. Without another word, she stood up and walked out of the room. Odette and Thea fell silent, watching her leave. Adeline headed to the kitchen. She sat at the dining table, poured herself a glass of water, and took a long sip. “They don’t know… and they don’t need to know,” she whispered to herself, sadness tightening her chest. ***

Daniel hesitated, but when he saw the look in my eyes, he gave a small nod and walked out, closing the door behind him. I turned my gaze back to Adeline, still unconscious, her chest rising and falling weakly. “Why didn’t you tell me?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. The memory hit me like a storm, dragging me back to that awful day, the day Adeline had asked me for a divorce. She had stood in front of me, her hands trembling, her eyes filled with sadness. “Blake, I want a divorce,” she had said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Adeline refused to answer my calls and texts, I sure know how she feels about not wanting to see me, I just pray I'm not too late. Rushing into the Mansion No staff greeted me, I had texted them earlier to give the place privacy. Up the curved staircase, past framed black-and-white photographs of city skylines and forgotten family portraits, I moved with purpose toward the master suite. The door was ajar. Inside, Adeline sat on the edge of the bed, still in the charcoal blazer and silk blouse she’d worn to the office that morning. Her knees were drawn together, phone cradled in both hands like something fragile and poisonous. The screen glowed against her face, illuminating the tracks of dri

I promise not to fall victim to my wife's deceit again this time. Once the water was turned off, I wrapped the towel around my waist and fastened it securely. If I had to estimate, I spent probably close to an hour in the restroom. In the back of my mind, Adeline had enough time to accomplish her goals. When I came out of this room, I had a prayer that Adeline had already put on her clothes. If not, I knew that even though it went against her will, I would be unable to resist making love to her once more and enjoying heaven with her. Adeline seems more attractive now that she does not have her memories of our past, so I cannot help myself. Sincerely, I am starting to love, cherish, and value

She stopped immediately she saw the scene, her scarred disfigured face looking super ugly as her barefoot stilled on the surface she's standing on. "I'm sorry...master," Adeline repeated, unconsciously sniffing Madden's scent as she wrapped her arms tighter on him. There's the falling snow smell, then there's Madden's snowy smell. They're damn different. "How long did you starve yourself for?" His deep voice came. Adeline broke the hug to look up at him. She's tall, but not like him. "Two days," she replied, and she saw his sharp jaws clench. Lifting the curve of his pointer finger to her chin, he raised her face up, and she tightened her lips.

she hinted. My eyes widened when I saw a thick fog coming out of Adeline's hand and beginning to envelop me completely. “What is this? What are you doing?” I shouted at her. But it was too late: the fog had entered my nostrils and, in a matter of seconds, all I remember is passing out. *** Bradley “I'm sorry, my master, I had no choice, the girl was hysterical,” I heard Adeline say with her face in her hands. In fact, I couldn't even scream. After all, the whole mansion heard the screams of my mate, who was clearly in a state of panic.

"I can make you forget the Council. Just one taste, Zane. Let me remind you of the history we almost had." She leaned in, her breasts pressing against my knees, her hands fumbling with my belt. She looked up at me, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, her eyes searching for a flicker of the old fire. "She doesn't even know how to please you," Adeline hissed, her voice sharp with venom. "She’s a cold, little bird. I’m a fire. Let me burn for you." She leaned forward, her mouth opening to take me through the fabric of my trousers, her hands reaching up to shove her breasts into my face, desperate for any contact, any sign that she still held power over me.