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She laughed with the expression of Clarke. “Don’t worry I know what I am doing babe.” Keira was confident, with her actions. She held a page near the stove; with its heat suddenly handwritings appeared on the pages. “I remember, he thought me this when I was eight years old; he always told me that the biggest secrets are the ones that are already in front of you.” Clarke continued his cooking, while Keira started reading the secret messages from the book. “My Dear Keira, I know somehow you would figure this out, I am proud of you I know I raised a bright beautiful girl. If you are looking for the stuff that could end all your questions, you know where I would place them.

KIERAN "What do you mean by what am I doing? I was just going through your book collection. Nothing harmful," Alpha Tobias Grey says as he walks over to the visitor's seat and offers himself a seat. "Is there something you were looking for?" I ask as I close the distance between us, a frown on my face. "No," he shakes his head. "Trust me. I love some good books, and I saw that you have a nice collection. That was why I was going through them to see if I'd perhaps find something nice that I haven't read before."

As for her, I doubt if she would last for long with that much innocence. "Whatever you say. Let's make a move on it now. Before it gets late." I said, making my way toward the east. She nodded, keeping up with me. "what is your name?" She asked. "Kara. How about you?" "Keisha." I hummed, "Good for you, Keisha. I hope we find a home soon before we both turn rogues." I shivered at the mention of turning rogues. That isn't a good look on me, and I hope I never have to experience something as horrifying as that.

Eira replied. “Just to focus on your own.” Eira gave a small smile. If she could have done that, perhaps she never would have married Kael in the first place, after learning that he despised her. Eira held out the book *The End of Hanahaki*, opening it to the very page that had left her feeling hopeless and robbed her of even the faintest glimmer of hope to keep on living just a little longer. Lucas fell silent as he read the sentence Eira had underlined in red ink.

Kiara was alone now. Laura had distanced herself from her. She initially thought it was a simple bluff. But even she knew the dangers that came with acting the way she did. “You're a slave, you can't come into the library!” The librarian called out to Kiara as she stepped into the side room of books. Kiara raised the pass the Alpha had given to her. It had the Silver River stamp on it. This librarian was new. “I am Kiara.” She responded. “I have a special pass issued by the Alpha himself.”

Too accurate. “…No,” he said quickly. Too quickly. Charlotte noticed. But didn’t push further. Not yet. Instead she smiled softly. “…Okay.” But her eyes said something else. She was starting to see something. Something she didn’t fully understand yet. NIGHT — KIERAN Kieran stood alone on the balcony of the pack building. Wind moving past him. Silent territory beneath. One of his advisors approached carefully. “…Alpha.” Kieran didn’t turn. “…Report.”

"Act as much as you want my little sister. But if you think that you can pretend like nothing happened that night and no one would know then I must pop your bubble and tell you that I am living proof of your ruined life Kiara. I have got everything to finish you in a second. In fact, didn't I already ruin you, Kiara?" Kiara's eyes darkened. She very well knows what Ria was talking about. She was talking about the night when Kiara lost her virginity to some gigolo. How can she forget? And since that engagement day, Kiara particularly knows who planned all that against her and now Ria confirmed it more. "What are you talking about?" Cathy and Max both looked at Ria. "Why don't you tell them, K

Keira wonders to herself. ‘Is this really what the rest of my life is going to look like?’ She heads down for breakfast in the main hall. Everyone greets her with hellos and good mornings. The cafeteria is mostly filled with two types at this hour of the morning. The elder member of the pack who wake up early by choice, and the warriors who have to run early morning drills, who would probably rather be asleep at this hour. Kiera takes a seat alone at a table and pulls out a book to read with her coffee. She tries to get into the book but she’s distracted. Keira is missing her best friend right now. She and Lily used to drink their coffee together every morning, it was one of her favorite rit

he replied. He stopped and looked at me and we both burst out laughing. He was a real charmer. Always able to change the mood. I liked that about him. "So, tell me about yourself" He asked "Well, I'm Kiara, I've been in this mansion for a month and a few days and some of those days were spent in the cells where I was constantly tortured. You know what? Let me rewind. At first, I was happy and content with my life. My parents were still alive, my mate was too. I was just me. But then, your father killed everyone I ever loved and made me watch. He forced me to bow but I resisted and he named me a prisoner and I was forced to compete in an actual Decima. I won obviously, I was last man standing

KEIRA’s POV My eyes scanned the words written on the book that was spread out on my thighs. It was business gibberish, and quite frankly, I was having a hard time assimilating anything. Even though I had no classes, it did not stop me from studying. Despite the fact that my mental health was crumbling away like worn-out paint. I flipped to the next page and decided to focus. I made myself more comfortable on Clint's fluffy sofa and relaxed into it.