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The words died in my throat when I realized it wasn't one of my scouts. Adeline stood by the heavy oak doors, her hand still resting on the latch. She wasn't wearing her usual silk dresses. Instead, she was draped in a sheer, transparent robe that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. The firelight from the hearth licked at the curves of her body, casting long, honeyed shadows over skin that had been oiled to a shimmer. "What the hell are you doing in my office, Adeline?" I asked, my voice dropping into a dangerous, low register. “And in that?”

I head back to my room, my phone pinging from his message. I sat back on my desk, accessing my computer and finding the file with Adeline’s name on it. When I locate the video, I slip on my headphones over my head, drowning out the world around me. I close my eyes tightly, clutching the earphones firmly against my skull. Her moans penetrate my skull and her soft cries evade my soul. Finally, I can breathe again for now. ADELINE

They didn’t divorce, but they didn’t seem to reconcile anytime soon. Before Clavier could say anything, Adeline collapsed, and he rushed in to catch her body. “Adeline!” Clavier called as her eyes were slowly closing. He touched her forehead and felt her skin was burning hot as if she was grilled alive. There were red markings all over her arms. With her shaking hands, she reached for something inside the pocket of her jacket. “What’s this?” Clavier asked. “The drug...the First Elder’s blood used to produce the drug...and the research data….” Adeline replied softly before losing consciousness.

rich. ‎" Oh well this is Adeline" my dad smiled at me as the man opposite him turned to me. He looked deep into my eyes I felt small under his gaze. I looked away as I looked down. I could still feel his stare. I heard him hum lightly which made me look up. ‎"This will do" the man said as he stood up and his men followed him out. But my dad stood up and stopped them before they left. ‎"this is my older daughter. The deal was for the youngest" my dad chimed. A what? I was so lost.

Stephen leaped on him, taking him down with him. "Steph". Ace called him but it was late. Callum saw his eyes flashing yellow. A bright yellow. Pupils dilated. Stephen had Adam's neck exposed as his fangs elongated and the last thing Callum saw was those fangs sinking in the crook of Adam's neck and then he lost his consciousness. It was too much for him. "Tsk tsk tsk. You let your wolf overpower you". Zol said unamused. Though they didn’t put any charge on Stephen for killing Adam, because they knew Adam had few things on his hands to be taken care of. But they were kind of disappointed.

I don't know what's going on but I feel a heavy tension going on between these two. I wanted to confront Amy about it, but I decided to shut my mouth until I could get her alone. I could feel something happened. Axel went on to hop into the driver's seat and he revved the engine but didn't start driving yet. He took out the piece of paper Hunter gave him and looked at it, his brows furrowed. "Is something wrong?" Amy and I asked in sync. "This address..." I stared at him as his expression darkened. Then he turned and said, "It's in the Cruelcrest Hounds Pack's territory," Disbelief evident in his face.

Nothing happened but a dead silent stare down. Delilah walked up to Malfred, he was seated on a cushion opposite Delilah. He didn't have time to get her a seat since she barge in his mansion, with him dressed in a robe. When she normally alerts him for a visit he prepares a chair for her. A chair he kept aside and normally worshipped. But today Delilah decided to stand and break the news to him. She reduced the distance between them. Her right leg lifts up in the hair, the bottom of her heel lands on Malfred's chin and the top of her heel pressed against the bridge of his nose.

Preserved through dark magic, their loyalty twisted and sharpened by time. They arrive in silence — seven of them, ghost-pale, their bodies thin and rotting, but fast, efficient. I do not need brute force now. I need infiltration. “Find her,” I whisper through their minds. “Find the pup. Bring it to me.” Their heads bow as one. But something deep in the forest shifts. A pulse of silver light — distant but growing. The moon goddess watches. I can feel her gaze, hot and unwelcome. She has given Elena too much already. A second mate. A blood-bound child. Protection beyond her station.

“Emily… hold on. I’m coming for you. One way or another.” But deep down, I could feel a cold fear settle in my bones. I hate to admit it, but then – what if I was already too late?

I click my tongue at her, "You introduced yourself to me as my new best friend, remember? Best friends should have each others phone numbers. Now hand it over, sister." Hestia hesitates once more but puts her phone in my hand. I smile in satisfaction and quickly enter the digits, sending myself a quick text to save her number on my phone as well. I hand her phone back to her, "Now, what should we do for the rest of the night? Do you know any good shows?" Before she could speak, the elevator chimes through the condo, signaling that someone was home. Dread comes upon me as footsteps echoes against the walls. A womans fluttery laugh is heard and my happiness is gone.