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"When it comes to gossip, nothing gets past me." At 11:00 PM, an understated luxury car pulled up at the school gates. Helena and Howard got out. Celeste and I had already set up snacks and drinks at the reading pavilion, waiting for them to settle down. After they arrived, Celeste cleared her throat. "Helena, what I'm about to tell you might sound unbelievable, but you have to believe me. I'm not crazy." In about ten minutes, Celeste laid out everything about my shadow. I chipped in with details to make the story as airtight as possible, hoping to make it seem as real as we could.

A strange idea had entered her distant mind while she sat quiet during the droning monologue of his funeral service. Before the funeral, she considered burning every last one of his papers. Damon had been so consumed with it that it kept him from sleep on many nights. Even when he did slide into bed, insomnia kept him fidgeting for an hour or more. It drove Anne to annoyance until Damon sprang up again to continue reading and speculating on that mythological obsession of his.

Sean and Kyle, two of Burney's friends, even Big Jim walked past. I sighed as I pushed on, heading for Aaron's room. I walked through his curtain and paused, startled by the reflections before me. One was sitting at the table in the corner, his back to me as he poured over a pile of papers. Another was half the height he should've been, kneeling beside the bed. And the other... "Lillith." I said her name without thinking, and the next second she was with me, her body appearing before me, looking as tangible as if she were actually standing there.

I asked as I got up from the bed, walking towards the table in the room, I poured myself a cup of water as I waited for him to speak. "I found Miss Adeline." He tells me, I paused as soon as I heard that, he found Adeline? the same place Ran told me about? "Where is she?" I asked him, "I will send you an address now sir, it is an abandoned building on the east side, it is heavily guarded." He tells me. "Send me the address," I tell him and hung up the call, I looked at the time and it was already twenty minutes past 7 am.

It wasn't long before she found out that she could read everything despite very slowly. It was a poem, which read as follows: 'It was the Coming of the Midnight Sun, A daughter of the Sacred Wood, Lay in a chamber of the House of the Moon, And thus shall wither like a dying star Til the touch of a virgin at dawn.'

As she inhaled the sweet scent of innocence, the growl faded and then the power subsided. “Sleep,” Adeline said, approaching Electra and her eyes that had been glowing gold, returned to black. Carefully she reached for the necklace and pulled the crystal out of Electra’s shirt. It was now clear with a few veins of white running through it. “Sleep a little while longer.” Electra raised her hand to the back of her head. “What…” Smiling, Adeline closed her hand over the amulet. When she released it, the pewter wolf was still curled up, but the head was raised as if sniffing the air. “What happened? Your wolf is trying to wake up. It will happen soon.”

“Oh, you fool. You got it all wrong. Did you really think that I had changed my mind just because I was sleeping with you?” “You were falling for me!” She insisted. “I was playing with you. We were having problems, and you were the distraction that I needed, but I will always come back to her.” Adeline picked a sharp piece of the glass on the floor and puts it near her neck. “Reject her and choose me, or I will—” “Kill yourself? Do it, I dare you.” “If I die, then it will weaken your wolf too.” “My wolf is mated to Eero's wolf. If it's not clear to you, then I'll say it out loud. Your death won't mean anything to me, so go ahead. Kill yourself.” Adeline's hand trembles, and then the glass fe

"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.

she said in a hoarse whisper and started to suck on his neck. Damien could feel himself slowly losing control. This isn't good. She was high, and he was not. He should stop her. "Damien," Adeline took his hand and placed it under her shirt, urging him to grab her breast. "Fuck me. Please, Damien, I can't take it anymore. I'll be better than all of your hoes. You'll see. I want to be your only hoe. Don't you want me?" she pouted. "My body is burning. Do something, make me feel good," she croaked out.

Sebastian's hands continued their exploration, and Adeline's thoughts dissolved into a haze of pleasure. She was his, utterly, completely. And she knew she'd never be free. *******************************************************