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He began to speak in a raspy and whispered voice, “She will never forgive you! I will make sure that she hunts you down, and rips you limb from limb, along with your twisted bitch of a girlfriend.” He finished his threat and then collapsed onto the floor. He had instantly passed out, I guessed from the blood loss. I knew he would be ok; the council push the hybrids hard, but they always make sure that they stay alive. Well, most of the time. But, I do know that some haven’t made it. My eyes scanned over to three other glass chambers in the room. One held a deceased vampire hybrid, he looked like he had been eaten alive by a wild animal. I guessed that was Finn's handy work. I then glanced ov

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“Serves you right. Rich Alpha’s daughter bitch with four lovers.” My eyes widen. “Uhm, clearly, you don’t know anything about me.” She scoffs, a laugh escaping her lips. “Which part of what I said was wrong exactly? Your father is an Alpha, which automatically makes you rich, and those four Alphas knocked you up, so whether they love you or not, they’re still your lovers, right?”

I asked, my voice still rough. Delilah lifted her head and looked at me, that smirk growing into a full smile. Her eyes sparkled with mischief. “I’m thinking about how good it feels to finally win the stubborn old man’s heart,” she said softly, her voice teasing. “I’ve read so many fantasy novels like this—the big, grumpy, off-limits guy who tries to stay away but ends up claiming the girl anyway. I always loved those stories. But this… this is my reality. I finally got you, Nico.” Her words hit something deep in me. She looked so happy, so in love with the idea of us. It made my chest tight in a way I wasn’t used to.

They'd been in the bottom drawer of the study desk for four years, and when I cleared the desk I put everything in the box without looking. I sat on the floor of my new study and held them in my lap. Four years of my own handwriting. His bloodline had reached for mine first. That part was real. One more time. Maybe just one more time. I carried them to the fireplace. I didn't read any more. I put them in and watched the fire take them, page by page, until there was nothing left but ash. I felt lighter than I had in four years. I closed the fireplace screen and went to check on Luka.

This time, no one would stop me. I stepped forward, my toes hanging over the edge of the cliff. "VIOLA! DON'T!" Four ragged, heartbroken screams ripped through the air behind me. Marco, Vincent, Draven, Luca. They stood in a line, faces streaked with blood and tears, broken and desperate. The four men I'd spent 21 years begging to love me, to see me. "Viola, we know everything now." Marco took a shaking step forward, his voice cracking. "They're all dead. Come back with me, to the compound. I'll give you anything. Everything."

I watched him go, and the smile slid off my face. Oscar and I had grown up together. He was the Alpha's son. I was the Beta's daughter. The pack elders had pinned all their hopes on us. We trained side by side under brutal discipline, leaning on each other through years of hardship—because that was what was expected of us. I loved him before I even knew what love was. He'd risked his life to save me. So I assumed he loved me back. That was why, when I learned I was his fated mate, I was over the moon.

Luka blushes like a boy, his fierce Lycan posture melting as he turns to guide her down the stairs toward my brother. I turn back to the infirmary hall. I close my eyes for a split second, opening the mental link to my brother’s mind. Hey, brother, I send, letting a sharp laugh ripple through the bond. I have something hilarious to tell you. Luka and Novalee are mates. The big brute is currently blushing like a schoolgirl. There is no answer from Adriel. Only a dark, heavy void. Adriel POV The blood is black. The image inside Nina’s blood is going to hunt me through every single nightmare I have for the rest of my life.