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She did the same to Elena and continued from where she had stopped. “That living psychopathic motherfucking son of a bitch killed Alessia's father and brother.” Max looked surprised and stepped back. Then we heard footsteps and he quickly pulled the door handle and ushered us in. “Quick, before anyone sees us.” He closed the door softly and the footsteps soon disappeared. Then he turned to look at us and whispered. “What the hell are you even talking about?” “It's true,” I said. “I watched him kill my family.” Max looked confused and then shook his head. “I'm sorry. I don't get it. You are dating the man who killed your family and you said nothing.”

No matter how hard she tries to deny it but her heart says otherwise twice. She angrily removed the needles in her hands as she stood up weakly. She doesn't want anyone in her life right now. Nor Damien or Liam She doesn't want to be put in the middle. Whether Damien killed Olivia or Liam was lying! She doesn't care. ************* Max woke up and realised Aiden was not by his side anymore. He rubbed his eyes gently and stood up, walking out of the room, he heard some noises in the kitchen. Max stared at Aiden's exposed back and smiled shyly. Aiden was only putting on a short trouser as he was busy doing something on the counter of the kitchen.

I relay Darren’s words. “Kill me, it won’t make a difference. Watch your back,” Darius spits his last words. Before he has even finished taking a breath, Max has extended his claws and, with pure strength and speed, rips out Darius’s throat. He kneels beside him and strokes his cheek and holds his hand as Darren lets out his final whimper. “Rest easy brother,” Max whispers, a tear running down his face. “Everyone, you are dismissed. I need some time alone to overcome this sadness. I will meet you at the evening meal where we will feast and run under the moon together, as one,” Max speaks out.

I was still trying to console Maxwell, when his phone rang, I picked his phone up from the table and passed it to him, it was from May, Max looked up and asked who it was, I answered and said May, he hissed and hesitated for a while, then he collected the phone and went upstairs. As I sat there, trying to piece together what was going on, my mind drifted back to the problem at hand. Max had finally found his mate, but now she was nowhere to be found, even though he has a chosen mate, I feel he has a deeper connection with the stranger he met than May who has been hooked up with him for years, it was a perplexing situation, and I knew that Max was feeling lost and frustrated. But then, someth

This chapter contains strong language and refernce. *Edited Maxwell's POV Maxwell woke up with a start, his ringing phone pressed to her face. 'Ugh, I feel awful.' And like a hard blow, him memories came to him. He was on the floor of his room, having fallen asleep calling Breanna non stop, he would have gone after her, but he was high. He groaned as the sun attacked his eyes. Sloane came to his house that night, crying with a huge bottle of spirit that her baby's father just broke up with her after finding out that the baby was not his when she came out of jail.

I’m just a high school student, and I don’t have much experience with men besides Jack and a few teenage boys who’ve approached me, but from the way Max looks and talks, I can already tell what’s on his mind. This man has a perverted mind and lecherous eyes. Unfortunately, he’s seen my naked body. I don’t know how many times I’ve said that this man has seen my naked body, but who wouldn’t be surprised by what happened? I have a boyfriend, and I’ve always been a loyal girl. What would Jack say if he found out what happened? “What are you talking about? What were you doing when Zoe came?” “Taking a shower,” Max answered casually. “And I came out of the bathroom and found her…”

"Firstly he was waking up in a strange room, when he met a naked man and now this man had said they both had an intercourse?, What the heck is happening, nothing seem to make any sense to him. He was pretty confused by the thought of everything. I need to get out of here, I need to leave this place, before this man utter more words that doesn't make sense to him. He was about running off, when the man stood in front of him, with a pill in his hands passing him a warm smile. Those smile were good enough to melt any girl into his hands. But Maxwell wasn't going to fall for it, No! He had to get out of here as soon as he can. "Can you get off my path," he manages to say, with his head bowed dow

Max looks at me with disbelief, then lets out an irritated scoff. "I have a strange way of showing it? Are you kidding me?" He snaps, far from finished. "I wake up alone after one of the best nights of my life, only to hear later that the girl responsible for it spent the rest of the day with every guy on her list as soon as she got back to campus. And I won't even start on the fact that I swallowed my pride to follow her up here and stop her from being with another guy, who happens to be a loyal friend of the same bastard who almost killed her less than twenty-four hours ago. But no, you're right, Isabella. I'm the one with a strange way of showing it." He chuckles unamusedly as he grips th

This was it. He had come to finish me off. To kill me. Finally. I could not even fight back, nor did I want to. I would be happy to go, what did I really have to live for anyway? Mora had left me and lied about a child that wasn’t even mine, I had lost Pembroke and my true mate. “Just kill me if that’s what you’re here for.” I sighed shaking my head sadly. “Why would I kill you? That’s the easy way out. I think you should suffer some more.” Max spat at me in disgust.