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I spent years searching for a way to restore your sight. My dear Mia, did it hurt to be betrayed by those closest to you? I can’t imagine the despair you must have felt. My dear Mia, were you afraid when you were killed? You always feared pain the most. You were the kind of little princess who would cry for half a day over a mere scratch. My dear Mia, I’m so sorry. You must have felt so helpless and alone. I was too late. I should have come sooner. I hate Rowan with every fiber of my being and have already exiled him from Moonshadow Wolf Tribe.

~Mark’s POV~ Camila and I couldn’t go to the club; she lost her laptop and some files. Well, at least she thought she was robbed. After packing my car outside my villa, I headed inside, and Belle was there waiting for me as usual whenever she was around. “Hey, baby!” I cast her a disgusting glare that said, ‘Shut the fuck up, bitch!" Don’t get me wrong. Belle is sweet and maybe too sweet for my liking. I like bad girls like Camila and ruthless characters like Christopher Grayston.

After being forced to go to rogue wolf territory to exchange my mate's kidnapped childhood sweetheart while three months pregnant, I was tortured to death. I lay dying in the rogue territory, my body broken by silver torture while Willow's dog received protection back at the pack. As the powerful warrior was stopped from leaving, my daughter still clutched the healing gemstone case, now empty. She clenched her small fists, now turning purplish, and begged Willow again and again. "Please, let the warrior come save my mom?" her small voice pleaded.

Before she could react, a tall figure in black slipped in beside her, face obscured by a mask and cap pulled low. The cold metal barrel of a gun pressed against her ribs. "Don't move," a low voice commanded. Grace froze, her hands trembling slightly as she raised them in surrender. Her wolf Cora bristled defensively inside her, sensing the immediate danger. The stranger reached over and seized her bag and phone. "Drive me to Oakwood Harbor," he ordered. "I'll tell you the turns." A metallic scent filled the car—werewolf blood. Despite the mask, Grace could smell that her kidnapper was injured, perhaps severely.

My throat was dry, every breath shallow with dust and smoke. Then came the laughter. Low. Mocking. “Well, well. Sleeping beauty wakes.” One of them stepped into the dim light, his eyes gleaming feral yellow. His teeth flashed too long, too sharp. “Alpha Zaiden’s precious mate.” I clenched my jaw, refusing to speak. Refusing to give them the satisfaction. A kick drove into my ribs, white-hot pain exploding through me. I gasped, curling instinctively, but the chains dragged me back.

His eyes met mine, filled with concern and unshakable resolve. “I’ll be there. I won’t let anything happen to you.” Warmth spread through my chest, fierce and bright. “I trust you, Asher. As long as you’re with me, I’m not afraid.” Mia, Leon, did you really think you destroyed me? I survived. And I found my true mate. The Moon Goddess never forsook me. She was preparing me for something greater. And everything you did to break me? I’ll return it all with interest.

He pressed a button and the only building in sight blew up. " Ouch! I think your precious mate was in that building." My eyes were filled with rage as I attacked him like a wounded lion. I could sense their presence. They were here. I was relieved to know that she had escaped the fire. I looked up to see my mate standing with a girl. Her weight was on the other girl. My eyes met hers and I immediately looked at her stomach. There was no bump but I could still feel their presence. Did she know that she was pregnant? Lorenzo tried to hit me but I blocked his blow. I swiftly removed my dagger from my shirt and stabbed him where his heart lies. I looked over to where Viviana was. She could handl

Grace's POV. No! No! No! This is not happening! This cannot be happening! It was all I could think as I rushed toward the open window. I stuck my head out and called his name even though I knew that it was no use. "Tate! Tate! Tate!" Each one sounded more desperate than the first. My baby was gone. She took him. I trusted her and she stole him from me. How could she? I turned back around. Rhyder, Ronin, and Agetha were all staring at me. They all had the same desolate, haunted look in their eyes - the same look that I had in mine.

Cop gets injured. She thought to herself while wiping away her tears with her shaky hand. "Blair? are you still there?" "Yes...I'm sorry. I'll try to go to his place soonest I'm done with my mother's arrangements." "I'm sorry, but I'm sure Ian would understand. And he will surely get back to you once he's able to reach you..." She ended the call not long after since she didn't know what to say and how to handle the situation. That night she was back to having her nightmares, but it wasn't Benjamin. Instead, it was of Ian, how he was shot and died in her arms. She had never felt so much sadness and desperation in her twenty-three years of living.

"Food, blankets, a change of clothes?" "A shower," he says, and he manages a weak smile. "And maybe some aspirin." I pat his hand. "You got it." "Here, buddy. Let me help you up." Davis hauls Lee up and gently guides him down the hall and to my guest bathroom. Marybelle is already pacing the living room. "It's only a matter of time before they figure out the coin at Hawthorn is a fake." "If they haven't already." She stops pacing to stare at me. "Then why are they still there?"