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They run towards the men, shouting and throwing their makeshift weapons. The men turn and run, disappearing into the woods. The campers cheer, and the journalist rushes forward to thank them. Emiliana and Jace exchange a look, both feeling a sense of relief. They know they're not out of danger yet, but for the moment, they're safe. The next day, they receive a message from the journalist. She's found a whistleblower, someone who used to work for the camp director, and has inside information about his illegal activities. They arrange to meet the whistleblower in a secluded spot by the lake. As they wait, Emiliana feels her heart racing with anticipation. They're so close to the truth now, and

Jack says. The sound of the glass door opening startles Jack and I. It’s Isaiah, my good old friend. “Jaden!” He says excitingly as he tries to hug me. I open my arms and we both embrace. “It’s been a while.” He says as we break the hug. “It certainly has.” I tell him. “Come in, come in.” He says enthusiastically. Jack and I follow him in the building. The place is like a grocery store, and it has almost everything. Milk, fruits, vegetables, and the list goes on.

I scrolled with trembling fingers, my vision blurring as I read the words that felt like they had been ripped from my private nightmares. The article was a masterpiece of cruelty. It claimed that ten years ago, I had fabricated my pregnancy to force Tristan into a marriage he didn't want. It alleged that when the "lie" was about to be discovered, I had faked a miscarriage and fled the country with a settlement, only to return now to "finish the job" and seize the company.

“No… I… I came to freshen up, but now I have water all over my body. What are you talking about?” Vera held her waist as she looked at Henry as if he had lost his mind, “Oh, now you are no longer seeing blood?” “Blood? What do you mean by that?” Vera explained everything that had happened, and Henry was stunned. “What is wrong with me? How can I see blood when there is none?” “Are you pretending then? Yesterday, you also saw blood and a skull. And today, instead of water, it was blood coming out of the tap. Do you take us to be fools?”

He threw at me with a frown. "Whether you like it or not, I am going to do what is set in my heart and nothing, hear me well, Prince Xavier, nothing is going to stop me. Not you or Frederick or anyone. Even if it means fighting alone. You don't know what a woman in desperation can do. Single-handedly, she can burn a city, and if you've never seen one before, then I introduce to you myself, Gissele, Luna of this pack."

Inside, the air was thick with the smell of old books and dust, the shelves lined with ancient tomes and scrolls that hadn’t been touched in years. This place felt like a tomb, a forgotten relic of a time when the pack had been ruled by something far more dangerous than any single alpha. I moved through the aisles, scanning the shelves for anything that might give me answers. My fingers grazed over the spines of old leather-bound books, my eyes skimming the titles—Bloodlines of Power, The Hybrid's Curse, Secrets of the Alpha’s Mark—until I found one that caught my attention. The Dark Awakening. I pulled the book from the shelf, my pulse quickening. The title sent a chill down my spine, but I

The maids moved quietly around us, placing food on the table. For a few minutes, the conversation remained light. Mostly Anna talking, and Zayn pretending not to listen. "Do you remember when you broke Mr. Thompson's nose?" Anna suddenly asked. Zayn didn't even look up from his plate. "No." "You do." "No." "You absolutely do." I found myself smiling again. Anna pointed dramatically. "See? This is what he does. If a story embarrasses him, suddenly he develops memory loss." "I wasn't embarrassed,” Zayn said.

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