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Suddenly, Ruben held his snout high, overwhelmed with joy and pride; he howled aloud, submitting himself to his alpha. All the wolves howled with him, submitting themselves to the alpha standing at the top of the rock. “Time to go home, Honey,” Xyla whispered to Honey in a tired tone. They used all their strength to call the goddess for help. The poison in her body was about to reach their heart. She had promised that she would return to Xander unharmed. She had to fulfill her promise, or else Xander would go on a rampage. Honey howled aloud, unleashing her alpha powers one last time before descending the rock.

“Caches seeded by my people. Real help, not bait. Small. Useful.” “Thank you,” I say. Then, because the air is so thick with this I could chew it, I breathe out. “We should… address the obvious.” Zarrk’s mouth tilts. “We should.” He doesn’t step into me. He asks, with words, because someone has taught the whole Wild a new trick: “May I approach, Branwen Mosswood?” Consent tastes like power. “Yes,” I say. “Hands where I can see them. No teeth.”

Then, he waved to a waiter and ordered some food for us. Jared quietened down after the orders were taken and stared at me with his eyes glazed over, looking a little lost. I knew he had taken too big a sip of whiskey earlier and was struggling to stay clear-headed. Just as I wondered if I should take the opportunity to bring up my resignation and have him approve it while he was in a daze, I realized that he was burning a hole in my head with that blatant, fiery gaze of his. I felt my goosebumps rising.

Too sweet. A performance dipped in honey. But Rose wasn’t listening to his words. She was listening to him. To his mind. She expected poison. Mockery. Resentment. The one he might have always buried behind smiles in her first life. But- There was nothing cruel. Nothing wicked. Nothing rehearsed in his thoughts. Only a frantic, confused rush- 'Why does she look so different today?' 'Her eyes… they aren’t soft. Not like before.' 'Did she get the flowers? Did she like them?'

“Take a look at what I’m wearing. Bought it online for next to nothing.” The guy froze for a second, then stared wide-eyed at my worn, faded collar. He said in disbelief, “How did you get her to say yes then? You’re not even that good-looking.” These guys were so shallow. They thought the only way to pick up girls was with money or looks. They did not get it. What really drew her in was that sense of doing something forbidden. As long as women were satisfied, they would naturally relax and let you do whatever you want.

“Who is she ? And why did you bring her here ?” “This is … Damn, what was your name sweetheart ?” He tries to focus his eyes on her. She giggles, like it’s funny. “I’m Honey, Alpha Therian, you know that”. “Sure, I do”. He tries to wiggle his eyebrows, but looks more like he has a weird tick. “Honey, this is Honey, she wants to give me some honey”. “Oh you are so bad Therian”. She giggles again, sending me a mean glare.

I whisper hoarsely, my voice barely a breath against the overwhelming silence. The forest seems to close in on me, the once-comforting darkness now a suffocating void. I look up, hoping to see the familiar faces of my family, but instead, a low, menacing growl emerges from the depths of the woods. My heart pounds in my chest as a figure begins to materialize through the gloom. A large, black wolf steps into view, its eyes glowing a haunting blue. Its coat is sleek and glossy, a stark contrast against the dark backdrop of the woods. A white diamond-shaped tattoo gleams on its forehead, catching the faint light and casting eerie shadows.

Lucky him; he looks like he had a lot of fun risking his life like that. No wonder he has been nicknamed The Wild One. "Eva.... Eva!" I heard June's voice over the applause of the people in the YouTube video. "What the heck? What are you doing?" Before I could get the chance to answer, June walked over to where I was sitting on the couch and snatched my tablet from my hands. She looked at the screen for just a bit before turning an incredulous look my way. "Really, Eva? I can't believe you're still watching these extreme sports videos again."

He absolutely adores Charlie. In the first year, I secretly hired investigators to look for Chris. Jason found out and, ironically, had been doing the same. One day, after the umpteenth cry in the shower, I realised I had to stop. It was killing me. I started a honey company. Raw honey, candles, beauty products, even surf wax and tent sealant. We opened a small shop six months ago. I study business now too. Next year I am focusing on operations to smooth out the issues in the company. I have taken bookkeeping courses and now manage both my books and Jase’s.

The fiery nightmares were gone, replaced by a peace and freedom in my soul like I have never known. The money from the sale of the old house? I kept my promise and sent it to Silvia's account. That was when my phone buzzed with a news update. It was Silvia's face on the screen, at Derrick's wedding. I watched as she marched up with a can of gasoline. In front of everyone, she doused Derrick with it and tossed a lighter, igniting a firestorm. Derrick's screams pierced the air, and pandemonium broke out. The flames cast a wild glow on Silvia's face as she laughed, a chilling, unhinged cackle.