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- I texted, “That bastard!” I heard Damon murmur and hiss under his breath, I placed my phone in my bag and slowly turned to look at him. “I’m actually fine,” I muttered placing my hands on his thigh. “Don’t tell me that,” he snapped cutting me off, I flinched a little and retrieved my hands from him. “How dare he hit you!” He growled his grip on the steering getting tighter. “What gave him the effrontery to even lay his nasty finger on you! Oh my God, just pray I don’t set eyes on him, he’d be my first murder case!” He grunted angrily and if it wasn’t for the seriousness of the situation, I would have smiled.

It was Lupus Tenebris. Now in the shape of Judy, but still retaining his hulking figure, blood colored fur, glowing red eyes, and monstrous fangs. He looked at the lake below and chuckled seeing his reflection. “Not bad,” he smiled. “I seem to have become a high breed of myself and that annoying creature. Which is good. It would make moving among the creatures of this realm easier.” He looked towards where Ferrivor lay. The beast was watching him suspiciously, not sure what to make of a creature that somehow looked like his two masters merged into one.

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

I can walk, and my hands and eyes are functional." As I pondered this miraculous transformation, the door to the room slowly creaked open, and in walked a man. A man I knew all too well, a man who had been my sworn enemy in my past life - River Cane, the alpha of the Red Breeder pack. My heart raced, and for a moment, I wondered if my rebirth had been some cruel trick orchestrated by my tormentors. But the look in River's eyes was different, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. He seemed to be as shocked as I was. "Annalise?" he uttered my name with a hint of disbelief. I nodded slowly, unable to find my voice. Memories of our bitter rivalry flooded back, and I couldn't forget how we had

Hamfort leave, Sir Lucas turned his head and roared at Arielle, "Did I owe you in my last life? How did I give birth to such a troublesome daughter as you? I wish you had died with your mother" "Do you know that Mrs. Hamfort's younger brother works at the Ministry of Justice? he has crazy connections at the police station. If you think beating his nephew, will make him let you then my dear, youre dead meat already, you should be planning to stay in prison for a few more years. Not only will you ruin your life as well. but you have lost face and our reputation has been taken to the mild by you bitch. tell me something, make me understand What's your business with that Clarisse of a girl? What

the speaker said. He was trying to keep a serious expression on his face, but after hearing that he could not help but giggle. Jason crouched down low so that he would be the only one who could hear the man, who was so inebriated that his eyes were blurry. The man froze. "Mr Smith, you will spend the rest of your life filming filthy porn," someone warned him. David was completely speechless after hearing Jason's crude manner of speaking, and he smiled warmly at Jason as he gazed at him.

I had documented everything, from the text messages Mom and Dad had sent to the details of their arrangement with the Hesters, on my phone. From the very moment I was reborn, I had been playing a high-stakes game to reclaim my life.

Could he be the one behind this text too? "I have known you for years, Alice," Brea said with a small chuckle, lightly tapping my shoulder to break the heavy silence. "And you have never gotten yourself into a life threatening situation before. Plus, look at you. You are sitting right here, completely alive and perfectly fine. So clearly, whoever sent that text has absolutely no clue what they are talking about." "I am just worried about my mom, Brea," I finally said, realizing that telling her the truth about being reborn would only confuse her. She would never believe it anyway. "I just don't want anything bad to happen to her."

After everything Damien had put me through, it was just fair, wasn't it? I smiled inwardly when I thought of the faces of these people who mocked me—their faces when they realized they would have to bow to me one day. The Serpent might be the unknown variable since my rebirth, but I couldn't deny that he was the one thing bringing this dream of mine closer to reality. Plus, it wasn't like I had any choice in it. If I didn't follow Damien up north, I would end up spending too much time away from him. And if that happened, then I wouldn't get a chance to transfer the poison to him. I didn't want to think about what would happen if the Serpent's poison festered in my body longer than the twenty

Haytham choked his neck until he coughed, "I'm not accusing, but it is a fact." "Impossible!" Ronald tried to say between his breaths, "You're a bad liar." I was just waiting for Barra to open his mouth to defend me too, but he just kept quiet since earlier. He would hate me. He would hate me. He would hate me. My mind was messed up. I was not sure about all this either. But, it was true ... I was reborn as someone who had killed me. "I want justice!" Haytham released Ronald, who was now having trouble breathing, "I want you to throw this bitch to jail!" He said as he drew closer to Barra, "Why are you silent? Wow, don't tell me she didn't tell you about this, huh?"