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"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.

He stormed out without another word. The door slammed behind him. I waited until the echo faded before pulling my phone out again. Still no reply from Adeline. She’d read it, I was sure of it. But she hadn’t said anything back. The little Canary that makes me even more intrigued. She wasn’t just some drunk girl who made a mistake. She knew what she was doing. She looked me in the eye and dared me to cross the line—and when I did, she didn’t flinch. And now she was hiding?

**TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains sexual assault and/or violence, and suicidal thoughts that may be triggering to survivors.** Dream Adea She was almost yelling now and my body felt weird, wrong. Something was happening, there was wind, and we were inside the eye of a small tornado as it spun around us. I wanted this to stop, I wanted all of it to stop. Please. Alpha roared as he came into me. He thrust into me as hot spurts of his semen filled me. My thighs hurt from his thrusting, my head felt heavy, and almost as if it never happened, the tornado was gone, and the witch stopped chanting.

Could it be… uncle Jerome would save me? “ Our generous Alpha has given me the permission, his magnanimous consent to judge this case” he turns to look at me and our eyes clash, and for a moment I think they almost soften. “So after deep thinking, I have decided that the criminal, Adeline will be degraded to the pack’s slave and will live out her life forever heeding to the demands of the pack and if she dares to reject it. I have given due approval for her to be punished in any manner that pack member benefits”

I called but she didn't reply. Frowning, I stood up. Did something happen to her? Oh my God, she slumped? Aiden why are you being dramatic? I just have to check and… Ah, goodness gracious! Holy Moly! I quickly shut the door when Adeline screamed out. She didn't slump or anything, just a naked little girl checking out herself in the mirror! Jesus, I should have knocked. Can I ever get this image off my head? Two round boobs and nipples poking out.

“That’s alright. As long as you don’t harm anyone, I think you will be fine.” “I hope so–” I stopped when I felt this chill travel down my spine. My head whirled at the window. The estate was silent, draped in darkness. There was this feeling that something was about to happen. Something terrible. “Adeline. Go, be with Amber.” I said. “But why? What happened?” She asked in concern and followed my line of sight. “There’s nothing out there.” I shook my head, “There is–” An arrow broke through the glass of the window, shattering it, and before it could pierce Adeline, I stopped it with my hand.

“Mother guide you all, and stay away from the dark ones.” “Paranoid much?” I joke with Adeline as we break from the group, but her eyes are dark with fear and worry. She’s trembling so hard, I can almost feel it. “Do not gaze upon them. Not even if they touch you. I shouldn’t have brought you.” She says the last sentence more to herself, her lips quivering.

Everything was a chaotic mess. It was 4 am and I had just been, once again, blocked out by Delilah when someone kicked my door open. Looking over my shoulder, I found disheveled and groggy Adeline entering in haste. Her eyes were wide and she rushed straight in our direction in a hurry. Lucas rose to his feet, reached her with quick strides, and cupped her cheeks, "What happened, baby? Was it a nightmare?" Adeline grabbed his hands holding her face and whispered in shock, "Witches are not the only ones who can summon up the portals."

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

My feet cripples and I collapse on the van floor. A hand pick me up and throw me at the corner. They slammed the boy to my side. He wheezed. I gasp. His head hits my rib side, sending black spots to my eyes. I’m still coughing and gasping for air when a shoe heel pressed itself in my head. Forcing me to bend. “So it wasn’t that challenging to find you.” Adeline said, exerting force to her heel, bending me lower. I catch a crack of glimpse behind her shoe. Her blood red lips curl into a smile. A calculative evil smile. And I can’t suppress the shudder running through my spine. The groundkeeper has settled himself in the passenger seat at the front.