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CHAPTER 6 Lexi's POV “¡Mira esto, Lexi! (Look at this, Lexi!) You’re practically royalty now,” Aria said between bursts of laughter, nearly dropping her phone. “Mystery Latina Beauty Tames the Billionaire Ice," she read aloud dramatically. “Dios mío (oh my God), I can’t breathe!” “Nope. No. I’m not doing this,” I said, sipping some coffee. “Wait, wait—listen to this one!” Aria said through her giggles. “‘The billionaire bachelor has been hiding a spicy romance? And she’s not from the Upper East Side, folks!’ Girl, they think you’re exotic!”

How Aria Simmons had made it grand. The Hollow’s library stood tall now—three floors of brick, light, and stories. Conference rooms named after local legends. Reading nooks tucked into bay windows. Glass that stretched from floor to ceiling, pouring golden sun across rows and rows of books. No one forgot who made it possible. Aria. Ten years ago, she’d walked into Mrs. Langley’s cramped bookshop with holes in the walls and shelves sagging under the weight of secondhand paperbacks. “I finished every book on the young adult shelf,” she said, eyes wide and voice soft.

Climbing down from the high, every inch of my apex was still sensitive to his touch. When his lips finally released mine, I opened my eyes to peer into his lust-filled gray ones. That was my best and first orgasm at the hands of a man. A gasp left my mouth when he pulled his fingers out. I looked between us to see my virgin blood coating them, and I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks. “I’m sorry about that,” I muttered, mild embarrassment lacing my voice. Orlando’s smile was unfazed. “This isn’t something I’d be embarrassed about,” he whispered thickly. “This is an honor. Thanks for giving it to me, Arianna.”

Back at barely hearing the conversation of the two men, back at letting her tears slowly fall from her cheeks and to the water, creating ripples and distorting her beautiful reflection. Then, a voice called out her name, a bit quiet at first, but it grew louder and louder each time her name was called. But when she turned, she suddenly fell into the water and a splash was heard, but Auria was much too tired to be startled at this point. She is much too tired to worry about her well-being. In truth, she would rather drown in the water and be with John, wherever John is. She would rather meet that kind of end than live in a world where she is not with her lover.

Jayce whispered behind me, “Lucar… your wolf is losing control because of her. Why? She’s human. She shouldn’t affect you this much.” I said nothing. Because I didn’t have an answer. All I knew was that the moment I saw her eyes… the moment she whispered please don’t hurt me… something ancient inside me broke its chains. And now? Now I couldn’t let her die. Not even if it destroyed me. Mira lit herbs, pressed runes, whispered prayers. The air grew thick with healing smoke. But the moment her energy touched Aria’s skin Aria’s body jerked violently. Her back arched off the bed.

And Aria Stone-West, the girl who had once worn a mask to be seen, smiled into the dark. She was seen. She was known. She was loved. And she was finally, perfectly, free. [END OF NOVEL]

"Your parents were killed, yes, but not in any accident. They were hunted down and executed for the crime of creating you." "Creating me?" My voice came out as a whisper. "What am I?" Nana was quiet for a long moment, studying my face as if memorizing every detail. Finally, she spoke: "You're a hybrid, Aria. Part human, part werewolf, and part... something else. Something ancient. Something that was supposed to have been wiped out in the Great War." I sank into the chair, my legs no longer able to hold me. "That's impossible. Hybrids can't exist. Everyone knows that. The biology doesn't work. Werewolves and humans can mate, but they can't create... whatever you're saying I am."

"Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? I’ll kill you my own way! If you're that desperate, go tear open one of the women in your filthy prison. I’m sure they already worship you like a god. Do whatever you want with them!" Zayne’s eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable. "I don’t want them." "Then fuck yourself with a sword," she snapped. "Because I’d rather die than let your filthy mouth touch me." "Even to kill me? he murmured. "You’d throw away that chance—just to protect your pride?" Aria’s bound hands shook as she struggled against the bonds. "This isn’t pride, you fool," she hissed. "It’s disgust. I’d rather let rats chew me alive than let you make a sound between my thighs. You

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Lithia looked at Dominic with confusion written on her face. “Lithia, this is Dominic.” Nicole introduced the two. “He’s your half-brother.” “Half-brother?” Dominic asked. “You had another child?” “Yes, I did.” I glanced at Dominic. “She’s your younger sister.” “But, he’s a wolf.” Lithia stated. “He’s actually a hybrid.” I corrected her. “So, wolf and vampire? Only you, dad.” Lithia continued to stare at Dominic. “Anyways, I guess that’s why the council told me to come get you guys.” Lithia said. “They expected you to bring him?”