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"The way you've built that world, the characters... I've read them all, you know. Under your pen name." I set my spoon down, stunned. "You've read my stories? Since when?" "Since they first appeared online three years ago," he admitted. "I didn't know they were yours until today, but I've been religiously following Silver Star's work." The idea that Maison Steel—stoic, intimidating Alpha—had been secretly reading my fantasy fiction for years was so absurd I almost laughed. "You're serious." He nodded, a hint of embarrassment colouring his features. "Your protagonist—the outcast wolf-shifter finding her power—she reminded me of someone. Now I understand why."

Ian nodded, and we both left for the dungeon. *** The stale, damp air of the dungeon hit me first, followed by the metallic scent of rust and dried blood. The air was noticeably less rotten than it had been a few weeks ago—a chilling reminder that Amaria had escaped this very place. As Ian and I approached, we could hear the rattling of bars as soon as Danielle’s nose picked up our scents. I walked to stand directly before her cell. “My Damon,” Danielle rasped, shaking the bars like a woman gone mad. Her eyes, wide and pleading, were full of false hope. “You didn’t mean to leave me here for this long, right? Please tell me you didn’t.”

Clover was awake, and so was Danise. He sat at the round table, engrossed in the same romance novel he had been reading since the day they arrived at the hotel. She rustled under the blanket as she stared at the water droplets trickling down the casement, signaling the end of the rain. Her throat constricted. She pondered if there'd be a day when her life could be free of storms. Too many things had happened recently—from the scandal to Evelyn becoming Kyle's mother and everything in between. She felt utterly overwhelmed.

Especially with Angel and her goons. She laughed and focused her attention on Dmitry. “You see Mr. Whoever-You-Are, our girl Dani is a prude. Guys almost as handsome as you show interest in her, and well, let’s just say the feeling is anything but mutual. She thinks she’s too good for anyone in this town.” Not giving him a chance to say anything, she brought her attention to me. “What is this? The first guy you’ve dated in years. Or need I say Ever. Are you going to tease and leave him too?”

Chapter 5 Danielle's POV: FIVE YEARS LATER California smelt the same, but I wasn’t the same woman who had left five years ago. The Danielle Jules who’d been dragged through betrayal, humiliation, and the edges of death no longer existed. The woman stepping out of the black Rolls Royce in front of Reese Tower was smarter, richer, and infinitely more dangerous. Dressed in a custom made black silk with a slit high enough to turn heads. The paparazzi swarmed the entrance of Reese INC.’s grand opening, their cameras

Danielle “That’s the thing, Danielle, you can’t be pack-less because you already have a pack. Darling, don’t get yourself all worked up for nothing. It’s not like I am really going to steal your life, as you make it seem. You have refused to listen to me. If you just listen to me instead of getting yourself all worked up, then we can actually talk.”

‘Ex-wife of billionaire, Danielle Foster Harrington, dies after a brutal car crash. Nobody knew that I’d survived. Today wasn’t merely a meeting. It was my first presence in the world after four years of secretly working and planning my revenge behind closed doors. I hadn’t forgotten about Elijah or the pain and suffering he’d made me go through. I’d taken four years of my life to plot my revenge. And now? I was back. Harringtons Corp., the very edifice of his power, was my target. It was a takeover, not a partnership, as I’d made them believe.

Dana moved down to Kimber's legs and started to rub a vibrator over her exposed girl-parts. A loudish slurping sound reach their ears, and both she and Mike looked over and saw Steve and Conner taking advantage of Danielle's wanton harlotry. She had Conner's cock in her mouth, sucking like it was the only thing giving her air, and Steve's in her right hand, stroking in time with her sucks. "That's Danielle, on the floor there with Conner and Steve," Kelly said, leaning into Mike. "She's the one that's living with us."

There was no flicker of mystery or new attacks. Yet I didn't give up. Because if the new attack didn't come from Rylan, then it could definitely be Dylan's witch, Kalista. My eyes immediately went to Danielle—the witch's carrier. Our eyes locked instantly, as if she had been watching me too... Like she had been waiting like some predator... My heart jumped in my throat, but I stayed calm. She wouldn't try anything in the open, would she? My mind remained on edge with this thought until night finally came. And then the moon became bright.

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