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“Did the little orphan fall down again?” Sierra didn’t speak. Didn’t breathe too loudly. She just watched the trio with lowered lashes. They stood above her like hungry crows: Elara – The Leader: Pale blonde, perfect lips, eyes like chipped quartz. Always smiling when it hurt most. Gloria – The Shadow: Lanky, wolf-eyed, knuckle bruises, laugh like shattered glass. Patricia – The Echo: Pretty brunette, fake pout, sharper tongue than blade. “Maybe she’s waiting for someone to help her,” the wolf-eyed girl said, crouching close enough for Sierra to smell her sour breath. “A prince, maybe?”

They had never seen them in person before. It seemed that this force was under Lydia’s control after their father’s death. “Shadow One, go and break Dustin’s legs and make sure he can’t fight again. Then, bring him back to this villa,” Lydia said slowly after taking a sip of her tea. “Understood!” Shadow One bowed before disappearing in a flash. … Dustin was wandering in the dark night. After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped. His face turned stony. “Come out!” he shouted.

She looks at me solemnly, not at all surprised by my question. "Please, I need to know. I need to try to at least keep myself safe," I tell her. "Don't you think it would be nice to get out of this mess?" I ask her. She seems to think about it for a moment before she replies. "It's called the Shadow Farm," she tells me. "The organization I work for. I don't know why, but they're after your life. And there's no saying who they'll send next if I don't do it myself."

she growls, her voice no longer hers. I steel myself. “Then who do you answer to? What is your name?” The growl turns into words. Cold. Proud. “I am Shadow,” her wolf says. “And you made Alyssa angry.” I swallow hard. Her presence is… overwhelming. “I didn’t mean to.” Shadow narrows her eyes. “I don’t trust you.” Then, like a switch flipped, the glow fades from her eyes. Alyssa’s body slumps forward. I catch her before she hits the ground.

"If I knew you'd start liking him because of that, I would've told you right away. I never thought it would take this long. We almost missed our chance." At that thought, I felt so lucky. It was like the Moon Goddess was watching over me, helping me find my true prince by chance. I had wanted to confront Isolde about pushing me into the water, but she was nowhere to be found, and no one had heard from her in three days. On the day Lucian and I were to be bonded, she crashed the ceremony with a pack of werewolf fighters! It turned out the Ashenclaw pack had been plotting a rebellion for ages.

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That was when Justin suddenly asked, "Londyn Shadow, why did you save me?" And after she had deceived him? Though the gates of the manor were locked tightly, Sienna leaped and stood on top of the wall. Turning to look at Justin below, she corrected him instead of answering his question directly. "Allow me to reintroduce myself. I'm not Londyn Shadow—I'm Lone Shadow." With that, she grinned and jumped off the wall with Hunter and the others. Inside the courtgard, Arlo was gaping widely as he murmured in disbelief, "Lone Shadow? She is Lone Shadow? The legendary mercenary?!"

Alexandra replied in a soft voice trying to sound cool. Aurora stared at Alexandra like she had grown a second head. Alexandra was worried that her friend's eyeballs might pop out from how wide she opened them. "What! What do you mean just a dress?" Aurora's voice echoed in the room, her tone showing the disbelief in it. "For your information, that's not just a dress okay, That's a very high fashion piece from La Belleza de la Noche collection," Alexandra was surprised that her friend has knowledge of such high fashion dresses because she knew her friend can't afford a piece like that. Alexandra told Aurora what had happened last night while leaving out the part that she had met Luca before

“I don’t care what the two of you are, Lady Livia… I only care about what I see, and obviously, you are very important to him… More important than I could ever be.” I walked faster this time. If I start to cry now, I may not be able to stop until the whole afternoon. “Lady Dahlia, for the Goddess’ sake the two of us are not lovers! He is my brother!” My heart skipped a beat… Did I hear her wrong?... I turned around sharply, and as soon as I did, I saw Livia’s crying form coming over to hug me. “Lady Dahlia, he is my brother… My real brother… I too am a Shadow wolf,” she said in a very low whisper although she had started to tear up immensely.

Shadow informed, still huffing. “What?!” Weylin blurted out, looking at her as if he had seen a ghost. “Oh my, Shadow, don’t joke like that,” Blake chuckled, pouring the water slowly into the glass. “I’m not joking, master!” Shadow said, trying to make them believe her words. “I have really seen her.” “It's not amusing, Ms. Shadow.” Weylin’s voice sounded dead cold while his gaze became dark. “Please believe me. I’m not making up stories.” Shadow sounded desperate. “I have seen the lady in the picture on the wall.” She pointed her finger at the portrait of Leysa Turner that was hanging on the wall.