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We failed. I waited for Elsa to answer Maxwell's question. "Unlike me, Keith has magic, and he can see things. He might know something that we don't. Maybe he saw her value. After all, the three of you didn't; that was why you exposed her the way you did here in Redcape. Keith might have seen her value and queued in. He had been actively looking for a Luna for a while now; what else would be more valuable and powerful than a Luna that is also a Valkin Alpha like him with magical abilities? He struck gold," she said, sounding sad. Had she just confirmed that Scarlett is a Valkin Alpha?

“How did you know about her because I didn't tell anyone?” “Huh,” she scoffs in amusement. “A little bird told me,” she smirk and I gulp hard in fear. “How lucky of you.” she sighs. “I’ve been trying so hard for over two decades to win Alfred's heart but he never notices me. Even when I killed his first wife, he still never see me as a woman.” Harley screams in resentment. Hearing Harley utter those, It feels as though my soul is leaving my body. She killed Selena… She fucking killed her and I am here thinking Alfred has a hand in her death. Oh, Lord, I've sinned against the man that loves me!

Harley ruffled his hair and teased him about becoming a better hider next time. Everything was okay again. Zane saw Rachel and jumped on her. Rachel couldn’t look me in the eye. She immediately disappeared with my son. As we walked back toward the party, Harley fell into step beside me. She leaned in close and whispered, “I told you. You should have fired her.” “Who?” “The maid of course,” she whispered harshly. I sighed. “She was drunk, Harley. People say stupid things when they’re drunk.” Harley shrugged, unconvinced. “Maybe. But I still don’t like her. Don't they say people say their true intentions when they are drunk”

"What if he could never make another sound again? When he grows up, will he hate the useless mother who failed to protect him?" "Harley!" Cynthia's roar cracked through the air like thunder. "You're a brave boy. Don't cry!" Harley choked on a sob. Tears welled in his red-rimmed eyes, but he bit down on his lip and didn't make another sound. The wind whipped grit against Cynthia's face. Her gaze locked onto Jacqueline's twisted smile. "What do you want from me?" she demanded. "Kneel," Jacqueline said, pressing the tip of the knife into Harley's throat. "Beg like a dog."

She whispered into Zina’s ear to inform her regarding Harvey’s identity earlier. Other than the siblings, a female priest wearing a robe was also in the hall. Her body was delicate, and her face was elegant. Her stature seemed extremely refined, as if she was not from this world. The entire Hamilton family surrounded the female priest, as if she was the one in charge. After glancing at Zina, Harvey calmly replied, “That’s right. I’m Harvey York.” “Bastard! “Screw you!” Zina furiously screamed at Harvey after confirming his identity.

Just as I was about to take action and approach her, a lady dressed in a long black dress with her blonde hair packed in a high ponytail, took a seat next to me on the side of the bench which instantly called the attention of one of the security officers but I made a sign to him telling him it’s fine, he nodded but still stood nearby which I totally appreciated. No amount of hovering was too much when it came to hanging out with Hailey. “I knew they were for the great Monica Scott.” She said in a ‘haha…I knew it’ tone with her voice hoarse like she had been screaming and I just smiled tightly. “Hi, I’m Amber Quinn, the daughter of Leo and Mia Quinn and CEO of Quinn industries. You might have

Would he take me seriously? Then I realized it didn’t matter if I went in a onesie, a ball gown or naked. He’d have to take me seriously. It wasn’t my clothes he needed, after all. It was me. Irina Dobrev, sister to the Pakhan of Boston. I sent Pasha over to see a man. His name is John Ziang. He’s a broker. If there’s a deal to be made, you can be sure he’s somewhere in the middle of it. If there’s a man who can set up a meet with the Rabbits without my brother knowing, it’s him.

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of

An event Herlington would remember forever, exactly as Cassandra had promised. And in the midst of all this grandeur, Hazel Anne Quinn stood like a living, breathing statue. She wore a simple, long floor-length gown in pearl grey—an elegant yet understated cut, befitting her role as the media liaison for the Daily Buzz. Her hair was swept into a neat bun, her face polished with flawless makeup that hid the dark shadows beneath her eyes. She smiled. The smile never reached her eyes, but it was perfect—professional, friendly, and entirely impersonal.

Annabella announced as she entered only to meet Cindy,her childhood friend sitting in front of the TV looking so serious "What's going on? Why so serious?" Annabella asked and sat down and tried watching but she couldn't understand a thing "What's that?" She asked "What do you mean? Don't tell me you don't know,WEB ZONE is launching their latest gadget tomorrow..S9!!!" Cindy screamed so loud that Annabella had to close her ear "Wow" she muttered,now getting what the news is about "I can't believe this,I've not even used S1 and now S9?" Cindy faked a tear