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Riven spoke, his voice too husky for the ears. I couldn’t look away. Not when he kept pressing forward. Kept pressing into me. I tried to flatten my hands on his chest, tried to create some fucking space. That was impossible. This deaf bastard had sunk so deep into me I felt— “You’re trying to drive me insane, Adelina.” His utterance stopped me from glancing down. Our eyes met, and unlike my dazed, droopy ones, his were steady. Even when he leaned in, peppered my collarbones with kisses, his gaze remained steady.

Crash! Adeline flinched as the sound of shattering glass echoed from the other wing of the house. The sudden commotion pulled her from her seat; a storm was brewing, and she could already guess the source. In the hallway, a scene of domestic tyranny unfolded. Eleanor stood over one of the maids, her face contorted with a rage that aged her beyond her years. At her feet lay a mangled designer dress and a shattered glass, the floor a hazardous mosaic of liquid and shards.

“Now.” We arrived at her house within the hour. The night air was cold, but the atmosphere around the house was heated with something else. Before I knocked, a sudden pulse of power leaked from inside. It was not glaring, but it was strong enough that every wolf in my team straightened immediately. I opened the door without waiting. Adeline stood in the middle of the room. A wolf spirit roared beside her, its form unstable and surging. She placed her hand on its neck and whispered something low and direct. The spirit calmed, inch by inch.

Seeing that Adeline was terrified, Chloe went up to her and held her hand in comfort, "Come on, Adeline. It's only a tale from the olden days. So, take it with a grain of salt. Maybe you're just imagining things because your new married life is stressing you out too much." "Really?" Adeline asked aloud for reassurance, and she looked at Chloe with mixed feelings. Chloe rolled her eyes at that and said earnestly, "Adeline, you live in modern scientific society right now. You can't possibly believe that devils and ghosts exist in this world?" Adeline listened and processed Chloe's words, and she thought that Chloe was right and reasonable. She started to be convinced that she was either dreami

And strangely, I didn’t feel any attraction towards her. I wasn’t sure if it had faded over time since it was a stupid infatuation or if was it replaced by someone more…important? I walked out of the manor and found the ‘more important.’ Adeline stood before the birds with a bowl of grain in her hand, and she fed them. The birds seemed to be flocking around her as if she was snow white. Her lips moved as she looked at one of them. Was she talking to them? I moved closer to listen in.

Not yet. I turned onto my side, eyes landing on my nightstand. The book I’d finished last two weeks still sat there—Haunting Adeline. It had been a ride, to say the least. Dark, twisted, and completely unhinged. I grabbed the book and traced the cover absentmindedly, my mind still spinning from the way it had ended. And Zade? God. That man was insane, but in the best way. I couldn't even count how many times I had to pause and process the things he said.

"Williams tried to politically assassinate me over the appetizer course." "He does that to everyone." "And the terrifying magazine woman looked directly into my soul at one point. I felt her reading my browser history." "Also normal." The elevator arrives with a soft chime, and we step inside together, the doors sliding shut on the muted gold of the hallway. Silence settles between us for a beat, comfortable in a way silence rarely manages to be around me. Adeline shifts her weight against the mirrored wall. "There are only four days left." I look at her. "I understand."

I only knew it, the same as I'd known with the dying wolf in the woods. "Let me try," I heard myself say. The old Healer coughed from the floor, clutching his ribs. "Try? Girl, I have forty years in the craft and I couldn't hold him. You'll be dead before you reach the middle of the room." But Adeline was in the doorway now, both hands pressed white against her mouth, and her eyes were only on her son. Whatever else that woman was, the terror on her face was real. "Let her try," she whispered. "Please. Let her."

She deserved a life free from pain Xander had caused her before but somehow she was just blind to it all, falling for him once more. He was just a monster waiting to be unleashed. Only l heavens what he would become if she eventually got into a closer relationship with him. And I didn't want her to get to the point where it would be difficult to leave him again. The fact that they were still mending things meant that they were still assessing each other and wouldn't break up easily. More reason why my plan had to be meticulous and perfect. When I reached the front door of the mansion, my wife was there, standing in the foyer with her hands folded neatly in front of her. The look on her face

“She didn’t want her life to be recorded. She thought it a human essential, not for beings like us. The technology didn’t sit well with her. Even with all my affluence, I could only mount cameras outside the home. I had to honor her wish, somehow. “Our lives seemed perfect without it, until the demon came, lured her from the comfort of where she calls home, and took her life in split seconds…” I could feel the agonizing vibration of his tone; his nerves throbbed up and down with every word. He loved Adeline, no doubts. He still is. A cold creeping dread seeped into my bones at the thought of how much he still loves Adeline. What if he never stops? I could feel a rumbling sound trying to esca