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" I questioned him. "I already crossed the boundaries and I'm here in the demon world once again aren't I? So how hard could it be to make an important announcement in the palace itself?" Kyle replied. They both disappeared immediately after. Curses! I tore the picture into pieces and was about to leave the underground room but something caught my attention. I stopped and looked down. It was Kyle's own picture dried up from being soaked in water. He had removed his own picture himself. I looked around in the room for anything that could help mine and Melanie's situation and I found nothing.

I asked her. She narrowed her eyes at me and then looked at Henney. “We were asking you if you wanted to come with us to the garden. We wanted to get some fresh air because…” Bash nodded at the direction behind me. I looked and saw Kino Sloane with another woman in a nude body hugging dress. Her hair is curled and is free falling towards her waist. She has a pretty smile and a sexy body. She looks like she works out a lot. Kino’s hand is wrapped around her waist like he doesn’t want her to go any minute from now.

Greg asked with a disgusted face. "Open it, boy and see for yourself and also, get out of your day dream" Benson said and laughed wickedly. Greg opened it slowly and found pictures in it. He took it out of the parcel and looked at it. He was shocked at what he saw, in the picture was Scott and Kylie beside a car in front of an hospital, both of them being sweet with each other,a picture of them kissing, a picture of Kylie entering into the hospital and one of her entering into a room with the label antenatal program.

Kylie I ran back to my room and shut the door behind me. I had followed Brody to the bathroom because I had a question, I guess, I don't remember now. It was a surprise to find him undressed so quickly. It had just been moments since he walked out of my room. He is so fucking beautiful naked. Phenomenal, really. His chest and abs looked sculpted by a master. Even the muscle in his thighs were defined. But he was flesh and blood. His cock was sublime. It stood proudly beneath my gaze. Then he stroked himself slowly, waiting for my reaction. It almost felt like he was treating me like a wounded bird. That made sense in a way. He worked himself, and as he did, he gently and painstakingly brough

"No way! Kylie has been stepping out on Alex too? Oh, those two miserable souls deserve each other then." "Exactly!" Killian crowed triumphantly. "The level of hypocrisy and karma at play here is just chef's kiss. We even managed to get some incriminating footage of Kylie getting hot and heavy with some random guy she picked up at a club." Serena's groomed eyebrows shot up at that as she closed the distance between them. "You've got to be kidding me! What did you do with the video?"

Ryan just laughed and peeled away down the road, tires squealing faintly as he turned the corner. “Sorry about him,” Kylie muttered, brushing hair from her face. “He’s kind of a creep. Avoid him if you can unless, you know, you’re aiming for another baby or something.” I laughed dryly. “Got it. Noted.” She pulled us both into a quick hug, then stepped back with an eager gleam in her eye. Her version of work attire made me blink: a pair of short shorts and a cut-off shirt that left her midriff exposed. At least her dark hair was pulled into a messy bun.

"Of course you have not heard. Your pack abandoned the ways of the first wolves. We do not worship modern life here. We live what nature kept inside us. Magic. Strength. Spirit." An unseen hand crushed my chest. I stepped back, but her stare did not loosen. I swallowed hard. "Why are you here?" She leaned forward. Firelight cut shadows on her face. Her smile widened, and it was more frightening than anger. "To do a simple check." My fingers dug into my dress. "A check? I am not sick." My breathing thundered in my ears. Kylie spoke slowly, cutting away any false safety. "Not a medical check. I want to see if you are a virgin."

I laughed harder at the tongue Blondie stuck out to Red; like a child who didn't get his way. "Hello ladies," Ryan greeted the group of girls who were trying to suppress their giggles. They blushed and turned and started whispering. "Jacob come on. Training couldn't have been that bad," he said to his friend. "You have no idea. Chan said she's hardly ever trained before this and it's like she's been doing this for years. Who the fuck can run ten miles straight?!" He shouted. I bit back a grin and watched Ryan's mouth gaped open.

My mascara streamed in black rivers down my face. I could taste salt. And shame. There were photographers outside, hungry, waiting. The camera clicks were like firing guns behind me. "Lana! Miss Roth!" "Is there truth in him—?" "Lana, look here!" I couldn't. I couldn't look anywhere. My body acted on impulse, clutching the hem of my gown as I ran down the stairs, the lace tearing at my ankles. My hair, once so tidily pinned back, had begun to slide down in loose strands that stuck to my wet cheeks. I breathed, my chest rising and falling, and each breath caught, rasping against the hurt in my chest.

“I am Kylie from the Nightbloom Pack. Kylie Kennedy, daughter of Sarah and Christopher Kennedy, sister of Michael. I was married to Graham Wilson with my full consent and acceptance. Until …” “Until what?” My throat felt perched. My lips were dry. My voice trembled as I recollected the harrowing incidents that brought me here. I had to relive my tormented past all over again to satisfy Logan’s need for full disclosure and my own urge to come clean.