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*** Ryan *** A chair flew past me into the wall when I walked into Luke's office. The place was a mess, literally demolished, broken furniture, scattered documents everywhere, broken window and a broken man in front of a shattered desk. I knew he was pissed, angry with me, himself and everyone around him for not being able to locate our Luna. I would be pissed off too. I understand how he feels, I really do, if Soirse would ever disappear on me, I would be fuming, broken, beside myself not sure where to run and search or even if I should search, what if she left, because she couldn't be one of us. So I know what our Alpha is going through and how conflicted he must feel. I cleared my throat

Annaice said joyfully. Liora glanced at everyone, but everyone was quiet. “Fated mate..?” she asked. Annaice nodded. “Yes… he loves you… and Maddox… he is crazy, he will, ” “Annaice,” Madam Keptlar quickly stepped forward. “Sorry, Luna… she is quite the journalist.” “No… seer,” Annaice corrected. Liora smiled and patted her hair calmly. “Nice meeting you, Annaice.” Annaice’s smile widened.

Spousal consent used for emergency transplant donation. I had stolen pieces of her body while she slept. She'd woken up missing part of herself, never understanding why. A typed note was clipped to the front: *The pack council received Lara's letter months ago—her words describing your abuse. They dismissed it as lies from a bitter ex-Luna. But words can be denied. Pictures cannot. Medical records cannot.*

unlike Avy I have a tendency to lose my calm in front of people I wish I could kill. 'Rip her' my wolf commented. 'She called OUR mate hot he is our hot mate and she is not allowed to call him hot.' I agreed with her but tried to push her processive butt back. Avy has trusted me on this. My friend, my sister and my Luna has trusted me on this and I can not ruin everything just because of my processive and crazy a** for my mate like that. "I just want you to leave him alone he is such a hottie and you are such loser " she really is inviting me to kill her as she checked her nails size of a witch. Is she trying to warn me or is she thinking of clipping her nails I don't know.

The blood moon had reached it's apex, I was running as fast as my barren feet would take me. A deep guttural voice was taunting me through the foggy air. "Run run run as fast as you can.." followed by a taunting laughter. This sick son of a bitch I thought to myself. Niklaus was a sick character, he enjoyed the chase. It was like a drug for him. But I was done being his play thing, he wasn't going to be his prisoner anymore. I looked back to see if he was behind me. I felt my foot find a hole sending me lurching forward towards the ground. The snap in my ankle filled the night air around me. Damn it, just my luck I thought. Even though I was a wolf, it would still take time to heal this kind

He wrote that no one prepared calming herbs for him anymore, and no one left a light burning when he returned late to the Alpha House. Then the letters became less orderly. Some carried only one sentence. Lyra, I dreamed you died in the underground cell. Some filled entire pages with apologies. Some begged for one visit to Ironwood, saying he would accept even my harshest words if I would speak to him once. I gave every letter to the Alliance for recordkeeping, then returned to work, meals, sleep, and patrol calls. Nera recovered faster than the healer expected. She began walking half the moon run with Ironwood’s wolves and resting under moonlight at night, warm and steady in my mind.

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

She forgot the journalists’ questions and grabbed my still‑healing arm. The wound reopened under her pull, and drops of blood fell to the floor. “Joseph, how could you be so despicable? You know Derek is innocent, yet you bribed reporters and hired online trolls. Do you want to ruin his reputation?” Her grip tightened around my wrist with great force. A sharp cracking sound followed. Pain washed over me, and a faint taste of blood filled my mouth. Derek pulled her away and acted generous. “Jaime, it’s alright. I believe Joseph wouldn’t do that.”

"You have not brought a woman home since Isabella died." The mention of her name made my jaw tighten. "Nora is different." "How?" Clara asked. "Who is she? Where did she come from?" "She is payment for a debt." I kept my voice steady. "Landon signed her over to me." Adrian raised his eyebrows. "Darius's son? The hospital empire family?" "Yes." "And you accepted her?" Clara's tone was skeptical. "Why would you want another person's burden?" Because she looks exactly like Isabella. Because seeing her face made my dead heart beat again. Because I could not let her go.

Still, it made her ache all the same. ‘Stop with the nonsense! Think!’ she ordered herself. But it was hard when she was stuck in this swamp of feeling so thoroughly scorned by a man who fascinated her. “I… Ehm… If it’s not a problem, signor Gritti, at this point, I would like a lawyer present,” Norah managed to say. “And why would you need one, Miss Wilde?” Leone asked with a wrathful lift of his eyebrows, so godlike.