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"It's a good day for Liana, we shouldn't ruin it for her. Can't you see how happy she's whenever she's with Kenziel?" "But Klaus is more stronger than Kenziel and he's already an alpha while Kenziel is yet to be one..." The second Lady rambled on. "—if I were in her shoes, I would have chosen Klaus a million times, yeah!" "To Liana, the soon-to-be Luna of Alpha Kenziel, and Dark Knight pack." Afraid that those words might hurt Liana, the blonde one toasts, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Cheers to your new happiness, Liana!"

I was pinned down but, I would fight with everything in me. I reached out to Rudolph through my mind and gave a mental image of everything. I knew now why I felt so connected to him. It had nothing to do with me, yet it felt like it had everything to do with me. I was his eternal soulmate. We were Shadows of the night passing each other, torn apart by death but, meant for each other by fate. Eternal soulmates, yet shadows in the dark. I reached for Rudolph with everything in me. I could almost see him in the field of flowers. He reached for me. I felt myself fading. Edgar must have figured out our connection in my mind cause he screamed.

"What I mean is let me shower first so I would smell good and we could make love before leaving. She only nodded. He grinned and kissed her lips passionately. She waited in the living room while reading emails from Shadow—Sabrina's shadow although Sabrina doesn't have her memories, her plan still lives. Now she wonders, who is this shadow? How can he work like this? It took her a long time to think. So she tried to track his IP address but it's untraceable. Could it be Enzo?

“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.

“Don’t embarrass yourself.” “We haven’t formally met. I’m Shadow Hawks, half-Lycan, half-witch, and a hybrid, Luna, before this night ends.” I offered my hand for a handshake, hoping she got the message. When she stepped back without shaking my hand, I raised a brow. “I thought so.”

Among them, a soft, lilting voice repeatedly murmured, "Guard your heart, for the shadows seek to claim it." Liora, always sensitive to the energies around her, whispered, "There's a presence here, not malicious, but... sorrowful." The deeper we ventured, the stronger the presence felt. Suddenly, from the depths of the shadows, a translucent figure appeared. It was a young woman, her face marked by both beauty and tragedy. "I am Lysandra," she began, her voice echoing the sadness of centuries. "Guardian of the first shard. My heart was consumed by its power, forever binding me to these caves."

Her eyes were a piercing blue, and her skin had an otherworldly glow. "Who are you?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly. "I am the Lady of the Shadows," she replied, her voice soft yet commanding. "And you, Freya, are the chosen one." "The chosen one for what?" I asked, confused. "To bring balance to the world," the Lady of the Shadows replied. "To wield the power of the elements and restore order to the chaos that plagues us." I felt a surge of excitement and fear. The idea of having such power was both exhilarating and terrifying.

“I think that book comes closest to revealing her true self. It’s where she laid bare her emotions, where she poured all of her sorrow into every page. It’s my favorite because every time I read it, I feel like I’m drawing closer to her… like I’m beginning to understand who she really is.” Sandra hesitated, unsure if she should let their conversation go any further. But in the end, she couldn’t stop herself from offering her own thoughts. “The truth is… that book was written to show that there are people who would rather live as a shadow of someone else. No one is to blame, no one plays the villain… it’s simply their choice to remain unseen. For Shadow Lady, life feels quieter, happier, more