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‘I have far better things to do…’ (Hey guys, just dropping a note here that all future novels in this series will not be coming to this ap as I’ll be focusing on my exclusives only here. To find where you can read these, please find me on I G - author.muse or F B – Author Muse to keep up to date with everything. I won’t be replying to comments here so please ask any questions you have on my socials.) My eyes darken as my gaze flutters to Kataleya’s lips. Those gorgeous, warm eyes are now full of desire and lust.

It was a wonderful ride! #TylerAndCatherineSigningOff #TheBetasSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M 💜💜💜 ♡♡♡ ♡♡♡ ♡♡♡ To those who want to see the orders of all the books (per series): THE BLACK SHADOW PACK SERIES He's My Alpha The Beta Is Mine Loving The Gamma In The Arms of My Alpha Through The Eyes of My Alpha Stealing The Heart of My Alpha Under The Moonlight: Collection of Mate Bond Stories

Robert was sitting at one of the tables in the corner, ignoring his coffee, his steel-blue gaze fixed directly on my face. As soon as our eyes met, a slow, warm smile spread across his lips. My body trembled with pure nervousness. Daniela gave me one last wink and quickly walked away to attend to a customer, leaving me alone in front of the approaching tide. Robert rose with natural elegance and walked toward me. Every step he took seemed to shorten the air in my lungs. “Kate...” he said when he reached me. His voice was husky, attractive, full of a confidence that always made me feel small.

Basically, just because the other couples decided to get really loud and demanding along the way, they have to wait their turn, haha. Anywho, with all that said, plus teaser, I'm so excited to start this next part, and let's just say since it's the finale book, A LOT is going to be happening! If you want to know more, please find me on my socials - Author Katerina M. Davis - and I have a group called - Katerina's Tribe - where I have all sorts of information and where I reveal my exclusive content. I would like once again to express my profound gratitude to you all for being here and reading my first paranormal book.

​Catherine stepped past them, her movements fluid and arrogant, her eyes never leaving the book. She didn't look at Dave or Laura; to her, they were merely the tools that had performed the necessary labor. She was the architect, and this was her final design. ​"You look confused," Catherine remarked, her voice echoing against the vaulted ceiling. She paused before the pedestal, her fingers hovering inches above the cover of the codex. "You thought this was a story of redemption, of a cursed boy and a girl with the power of the stars. But it is much simpler than that. It is a story of consumption."

"Move your feet, Robert, or I will put something worse in your cup." He nodded once and turned, his boots clicking against the hard stone floor as he retreated toward the west wing. I watched him go. He was a puzzle piece that did not fit. My mother, Catherine, thought he was a traitor. She was wrong. Robert was many things, a bastard child of a playboy prince from the Blaze Kingdom, but he could not lie to save his life. He was Betty's cousin, though neither of them knew it yet. That little secret was a bomb for another day.

School holidays were when Catherine felt absolutely grateful because after her thesis works, she finally gets to attend to the mystery she’s been wanting to solve for years now. Finally, she’s got her hand on the flash drive that contained the CCTV footage, and she reached Tacky’s apartment door. She knocked in a special pattern for Tacky to know that it was her. After a few seconds, the knob of the door twisted and Tacky welcomed Catherine with a smile. “So,did you have it?”

"Have Robert take care of it." "Make it look genuine," he'd said to me previously when I informed him about Catya's parents. Killian had a talent for transforming difficult matters into something almost beautiful, as if crafting a narrative. That’s the reason I stayed with him. Robert’s home was located at the street’s end, its lights gently illuminating the curtains. It was pleasant, spacious enough to indicate he had succeeded, yet not so elegant that it shouted he was concealing something. Inside, the atmosphere was cozy, carrying the scent of bourbon and a nearly extinguished fire. Robert opened the door by himself. He appeared weary, more aged than I recalled, with strands of grey in hi

"At Phillips Media, Mr. Phillips' secretary leads us to the meeting room, where three executives are waiting for us. One of them, the youngest I believe, devours my assistant with his eyes. I see him give a wide smile to Kate as he shakes her hand. Relax, Ryan, she's yours. Relax, Ryan, she's yours." Kate, as always, remains indifferent to any advances, just as she did with me on the night we met. Does she not realize how attractive she is? Does she not see the absurd number of men who would give anything for a night with her? Or is she playing innocent? Her gaze meets mine, and she smiles. Is she mocking me? Why is she so cruel? Shit, Ryan, you're losing it, she's going to drive you crazy.

--- Back at the mansion, Kate walked through the hallway after finishing some business files in her room. She had woken up feeling like today would bring something different. Something kept pulling her toward the East Wing—as if unseen forces were drawing her there, sparking her curiosity. She creaked the door open and used her hand to pull down the spiderweb in front of an old shelf. She dusted the shelf and began pulling down some books. When she had removed enough, she discovered another layer—this one filled with scrolls. She pulled them down and opened a few, but they only had odd drawings.