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💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞 Series Order: Book 1- Loathing Logan Book 2- Still In Love With You Book 3- Loving Your Imperfections ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Sophie (Last day of school- junior year) I felt a cold shiver down my spine as the ice-cold of Amber's drink poured down my shirt. I gasped as I tried to catch my breath.

FINALLY!! The BULLIED series has come to an end. I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much. I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it. I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.

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“Even if you successfully kill him, a whole pack will come after you. Us. You need to think this through.” I smiled. “They will only come after me. My priority is to save you and our sisters.” She shook her head, in complete displeasure at what I said. But the only thing she could do was disagree over and over again. After I saw Wevi’s sacred book bleed, a book that foretells the fate of my sisters and me. It was a sign that she will soon meet her mate. She will soon suffer. And her mate… will soon die. A curse in our family. A curse we cannot reverse or break. A curse that was destined for us.

If I backed off, she would sign those goddamn papers. I couldn’t let that happen. I needed time. And if I couldn’t ask for it, I would take it. I grabbed my laptop and immediately began searching for electronic stores in the neighborhood. It took time, but after checking through purchase records, I found it—Anna had placed an order with a local tech shop. Good. I called the store, keeping my voice calm. “Hello, this is Tech Haven, how may I help you?” “I need to delay the delivery of a laptop ordered under the name Anna Valerian.”

And that is a story that will last forever. END OF BOOK

“Suzanna… help me…” His hand slipped beneath her skirt as he grabbed her without restraint. Suzanna’s face reddened slightly, yet she did not stop him. She turned to me with a calm expression. “Shane, go buy three boxes of condoms for me. I need to help Eric see if he has recovered. There will be plenty more anniversaries later. If you do not buy them, do not think about touching me for the rest of your life.” It felt as if I had fallen into an ice pit.

"I just followed your orders." "Then you better be ready to follow the rest of my orders tonight," Leonidas growled against my ear, his hot breath brushing over my sensitive skin as his hand slid down to grip my hip tightly. "Because once we step into that Citadel, every pack in the territory will know exactly who you belong to." The carriage lurched forward, speeding into the dark canopy of the Whispering Moon Woods toward the Great Pack Assembly. My scrying stone buzzed softly in my pocket. I pulled it out, seeing an urgent blood-seal message illuminated on the surface:

I walked around and saw all the books that were on the bookshelves. Everything is organized in alphabetic order, and each stack was organized into different genres. How can someone be so organized? I picked up a book that caught my attention and went to Aaron’s desk. I know that this is all wrong, and if Aaron finds out, he is going to kill me, but I couldn't resist all these books. I wore his jacket, and his scent covered me and made me more relaxed. Why does he make me feel this way? As much as I am scared when I am around him, he still manages to make me feel something I have never felt before. God, what is he doing to me? I started reading the book, and I wrapped myself in his jacket.

On the day of my mother's funeral, I sat outside the chapel, crying so hard I could barely stand. Three days earlier, my father had told me she'd died in a car accident. He said her body was so badly damaged that I shouldn't see it. I wouldn't be able to handle it. I believed him. I put on a black dress and sat beside her casket all night. Ten minutes before the cremation, my phone buzzed. A notification popped up for a hotel livestream. I opened it and froze. My mother was on the screen in an evening gown, smiling as my younger sister, Nina Whitmore, handed her a glass of champagne. My father sat beside her, his eyes red. "From now on, Nina doesn't have to live in Evelyn's shadow or suffer