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I slammed my mind walls shut, he clearly needed time to chill, and I needed the space to breathe. This was the torment I had been dealing with ever since I met Adeline in my literature class a week ago. Dax had been making my life a living hell with his relentless demands to mate and mark her. Heck, I couldn't even remember how many times he had forced me to run to her window under the cover of night, just to be close enough to inhale that intoxicating scent of hers. It was the only thing keeping him sane, that, and a brutal spar with some of the pack warriors.

CHAPTER FOUR ELENA’S POV The deadline for the House of Mugler Halloween poster was sitting on my head like a countdown to my life. I sat on the floor of my new apartment surrounded by prints and my laptop, rubbing my tired eyes. The campaign needed one more strong male lead shot. One that would serve as the centerpiece. Everything or everyone else I had seen was good, but it wasn’t ‘great’. None of them felt powerful enough to carry the powerful and dangerous ambiance I was in dire need of. And the campaign was just a day away.

He stormed out without another word. The door slammed behind him. I waited until the echo faded before pulling my phone out again. Still no reply from Adeline. She’d read it, I was sure of it. But she hadn’t said anything back. The little Canary that makes me even more intrigued. She wasn’t just some drunk girl who made a mistake. She knew what she was doing. She looked me in the eye and dared me to cross the line—and when I did, she didn’t flinch. And now she was hiding?

If they are not properly cleaned and disinfected with strong, clear spirits, she'll risk severe infection. Never mind that the laudanum makes it easier for me to satisfy my selfish desire to run my fingers through her stunning long hair or feel her smooth skin. This isn't the first or last time I'll talk myself into committing morally questionable actions and choices. Its been a long time since I've been so near a beautiful woman. My carnal thoughts are practically impossible to stop with her looking nearly identical to my Annabelle. After taking several sips of the tea, Leslie finally raises her eyes from her lap to mine. I haven't taken my eyes off her. I can't help it. The physical simila

Adeline said. "Fine." "Are you still angry, Axel? I’m sorry." Adeline instinctively reached for his hand, which was tucked in his jacket pocket. Axel shot her an uncomfortable look, and she quickly pulled back. When the food arrived, a dog wandered near the stall, led by a man who had just arrived. "Aaahhh! No, get it away!" Adeline screamed, instinctively lunging toward Axel. She clung to him, even pulling her feet up onto his lap.

Debbie agreed and started digging in. ° ° ° "Why is Adeline not with you?" Madeline walked in strolling to the sofa and sat down beside her mother. "Mom, Adeline did not come back with me, because she left to see someone. She said, she was going to see a friend and I shouldn't wait for her." Grace furrow her brows in thought, "Who could that be? Does she know anyone around here?" Madeline innocently blinked her eyes and pretended to be hesitant to speak. Grace looked at her expression, and could not help asking, "What is it, do you know something?"

I cried but Darren and Celine already had their mind made up as Darren placed the gun on Adeline’s stomach. “M… mommy.” Adeline cried, staring at me and before I could blink, the sound of gunshots filled the air and the smell of gunpowder followed. Watching with my mouth opened and my eyes wide as Darren dropped Adeline’s lifeless body on the cold, hard ground. “Adeline?” I muttered as I crawled to her side but her face was pale, she wasn’t smiling and her eyes were closed. She was bleeding profusely and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her to open her eyes. I couldn’t get her to call me ‘mommy’ once again.

Two dragged a third man between them, his massive frame slumped and bloody. They chained him to the opposite wall, his groans echoing in the small space. I kept my mouth shut, my gaze locked on the floor. It wouldn’t matter what I said or did—they’d already made up their minds about me. One of them turned to me, his eyes gleaming like a predator sizing up its next meal. “This the one the Alpha’s been talking about?” he asked, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Yep. Two damn decades he’s been hunting this fucker,” the other replied with a chuckle. “Little shit’s slippery, though. Must’ve gotten it from his family. They were hunters, weren’t they?”

My father slammed his fist into the wall, and blood instantly seeped from his knuckles. "You're lying! Adeline just had a fever. How could she die from that? Did she pay you to lie to us?" The healer's expression darkened. "Sir, please be mindful of your words. Adeline's condition was known throughout the entire hospital. If you don't believe me, you can ask anyone here. This wasn't just a simple fever. Her wolf died days ago. Frankly, it was already a miracle she lasted this long."

Could it be… uncle Jerome would save me? “ Our generous Alpha has given me the permission, his magnanimous consent to judge this case” he turns to look at me and our eyes clash, and for a moment I think they almost soften. “So after deep thinking, I have decided that the criminal, Adeline will be degraded to the pack’s slave and will live out her life forever heeding to the demands of the pack and if she dares to reject it. I have given due approval for her to be punished in any manner that pack member benefits”