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he asked, still pretending to be confused even though he knew the truth. I let him continue acting. "Have you forgotten about Bree?" He shook his head profusely. "I don't know her. I've never heard of her." "Oh, really? Then who were you hiding in the basement of my home?" I reminded him. His eyes grew wide. Feigning anger, he shouted, "What are you talking about? Chloe Jones, I'm gravely ill and in the hospital. It's one thing to not even comfort me, but you're even making up trouble! Are you even human?"

“But, Herr Sturmbannführer, what is in these boxes? Why so much secrecy?” Klein’s smile was thin, more of a threat than a comfort. “You’ll find out soon enough.” The guard swallowed hard and limped toward the gate, leading the prisoners and soldiers deeper into the mountain forest. Klein stayed behind, watching the trucks, his cigarette burning low. Half an hour later, the sound of machine-gun fire echoed from the trees, followed by the sharp crack of single shots. Klein’s smile widened. The prisoners were dead, and the soldiers had done their job. No witnesses. No loose ends.

A new guard had been assigned to Serafina, a man named Alessandro, but known as Everest. He was a man of Salvatore's elite force, a small group of men specialized in certain fields and used for specialized means. They weren't often assigned to be bodyguards, but it seems Serafina was an exception. The first time she had met him, he hand introduced himself formally but then proceeded to surprise her with his words.

Janelle nor Ms. Greyson has not came back yet. Neither had Triniti. I could feel that something was wrong in the air. A feeling I only got when someone very close was hurt. I paced back and forth in the living room, waiting for somebody to come and tell me that everything was fine and that the war had ended. The shit was getting out of hand and I wish I had the strength to get the war to end. However, Eric was persistent and childish. He was mad over something he had no control over and I could not believe he would even start that shit. I placed my hand on the bandaged area. That bullet was killing me, so I ended up removing it myself since Janelle had left.

She didn’t need words—she knew what I expected from her. She was disciplined, but even I could see the small tremor in her hands as she checked her weapons. The tightness in her jaw. It was there. That hint of vulnerability, hidden deep inside. The more I pushed her, the closer I came to seeing just how far I could push her before it shattered her. The mission took place in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, the place where Lucio liked to hold secret meetings with his associates. It was isolated. Silent.

Cecile stammered. But Grandmother turned away, unwilling to hear more. Cecile clenched her fists. Why is everyone hiding the truth about Rose’s father? What secret are they keeping? In the hotel hallway, Diana collided with Sam. “You?” she spat. “What are you doing here?” Sam smirked. “How’s the family? How’s that expensive shawl of yours? Hope it is still good?” She ignored him. “I came here to use the restroom,” Sam added cheekily. “These air-conditioned hotels, ah, the luxury! No wonder you like hanging around here too.”

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Faith stepped closer, her breath hitching as she saw her mother’s elegant, loopy handwriting on the cover: For my Little Bird. “Where did you get this?” “I sent my Delta to the Southern Trench to sweep your aunt's house for any records they might have missed,” Killian explained, his eyes fixed on her. “They found a hidden compartment under the floorboards in the basement where you slept. But they weren't the only ones there. Silas’s men had already broken in. They were looking for this.” “Silas? Why would an Alpha from the North want a journal from a woman in the trenches?”

A thick, dust-covered book tumbled to the floor between them with a loud thud. We both froze. The book flipped open on its own-pages fluttering rapidly, as if searching for something-before landing on a page marked with faded blue ink. Ethan knelt beside it, his brow furrowing. “This… isn’t a regular book.” I crouched next to him, squinting at the page. “The first hybrid Alpha, killed before she could rise. Marked by ancient blood. Her secrets buried where only the chosen may find.” A chill crept up to my spine. I opened my mouth, but before I could speak, I mistakenly lost my balance and hit another book on the shelf. It shifted-and with a heavy click, a nearby shelf groaned and slid back,

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