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“If you don’t use these designs, you will lose.” Regina shot back, “Is that your faith in me?” She was hurt, deeply hurt, that her own mother didn’t believe in her abilities. Claire replied coldly, “You are still learning…” Regina, trembling with frustration, grabbed the designs from Claire’s hand and ripped them into pieces. Claire’s eyes widened in shock at what had just happened. The woman standing by said, “Those were the only copies.” “To hell with your designs! This is my company! My name! My brand! Even if it sinks, I will take responsibility!” Regina shouted, her voice shaking with raw emotion.

Regina said with a wry smile. "Hertian Mertia."

*** Inside her room, Regina wiped the last of her tears and reached for her phone. Her hands were steady now as she typed out a message. Not to Franco. Not to anyone who would try to shame or manipulate her. She sent a message to the one person she trusted or had to trust somehow. The one person who might understand. Tessa, are you free to talk? I need you. Her finger hovered for a moment before she hit send. The message disappeared into the ether, but Regina felt a tiny sliver of hope bloom in her chest. She wasn’t alone.

Regina replied. Henry grabbed Regina’s hand. “Are you sure you can carry everything by yourself? I can help you.” “I can manage on my own,” Regina refused. “Then take my card. You can spend as much as you want. Don’t worry, I won’t ask for reimbursement,” Henry said, handing her a gold card. “The PIN is on the back.” “Don’t regret it if I max it out.” Regina stepped out of the car. She walked into the convenience store and started picking out ready-to-eat meals. She then moved to the drinks and snacks section, choosing items randomly for Kevin. Regina wasn’t sure what Kevin liked, so she just grabbed a variety and headed to the checkout.

She had thought about getting implants in the past, but she never got around to really investigating the procedure. She slipped on a pair of white, high-heeled sandals. Regina didn’t wear lipstick, but she did wear eyeshadow. She was careful not to put too much violet powder on her lids. She didn’t like it when her makeup jumped out at people. She grabbed her white handbag and headed downstairs. She wondered if she should have a glass of wine to relax because she was still nervous. “Just one glass isn’t going to hurt.” Regina poured a glass of white wine for herself and sat down in the living room. She took a sip of it, and then her cell phone rang.

My brothers have left for a while to check on Angel and get a little rest and to not overwhelm the Alphas while they digest this loss. The two new Alphas sit down on the sofa and Alpha Jeremy sits in an armchair and then Leo and I sit on the two-seater seat opposite them. Alpha Demitri doesn’t look up. Leo looks like he wants to ask but at the same time doesn’t want to know the answer. “It is a young woman from the Blue Ridge pack. Her name is Greta Polanski. She was a tailoress. Not married and no children.” Alpha Jeremy tells us “Thank the goddess for small mercies” says Alpha Demetri. He looks like he’s holding back tears.

“And what of your children, Aiden and Seraphine? Are they Caden’s?” Regina flinched, shaking her head, the truth tearing from her throat against her will. “No. I was pregnant when I came here, before Caden took me as his mate. Aiden and Seraphine - they are not his blood.” Alpha Caden’s face turned white as the truth settled on him. He stared at Regina, his expression a mix of shock, betrayal, and fury. “You lied to me,” he whispered. “You manipulated me, twisted the entire pack... for what?”

Reign emphasized on the word Man. She shook her head and walked to Tyler. "I had never seen Nailah cry until this morning and I swear to you if you hurt her I would just be your Luna in this pack and that's a promise." Reign walked past him after her speech but he held her hand and she stopped. I had never seen Reign this upset about any matter before.

His thirst was growing day after day, minutes after minutes, and seconds after seconds. Just as Matilda cursed, “ And you Riga, will become a monster, a night creature an enemy of all humans. You will no longer feed on the earth's produce but on humans. You will be recognized as a demon, a night feeder and a blood sucker... Forever. You will find no love, for everyone who looks into your eyes shall see only death and horror. You will remain a monster forever and ever. ” Those curse still follows him. The wind blew harshly like it was going to rain, the cloud was getting darker as droplets of rain fell to the ground.

pulling another Trainer out of her satchel, "plus a charger to put the old one on to recharge." "There's more?" Regina said. "I'm not done yet?" "Sorry, whore. I said to the end of the night or you agree to participate in their tip." Her whole face sagged. "I'll participate, Master," she whispered. "In order to have your two orgasms," Julia said, "we'll have to put the new Slave Trainer on. It's charged, the other one is dead." "No. I'd rather do without any orgasms," Regina said, "as long as I don't have to wear one again."