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he shakes his head. “I am not!” “if you insist on not doing anything about it, You should at least take that one, before someone steals it.” He says pointing at on if the lodge chairs behind me, now unoccupied. “I don’t see you mingling” I point out but Sky is already on his feet. “That’s what I’m going to do” he replies as he makes a beeline for Mile. Her long skirt flying as she twirls, the little top she’s wearing barely holds her chest as her hair glows in under the moon.

I said it without batting an eye. Elias was so mad he could not even speak. Just then, Jeannie's eyes landed on the urn I placed by the grave, still unburied. She picked it up. "Elias, I want to bury Daisy here." She looked at me with a smirk that sent chills down my spine, icy as a snake. "Noelle, my Daisy's gone. You don't need to use a fake urn to hold a spot just to catch Elias's eye. Daisy was a real life, and I hope she finds peace in heaven. So, let's leave this place for her."

We breached the surface of the Forbidden Zone like a second sunrise. The sky over Lagos was still a bruised, sickly purple, but the "Violet-Protocol" was beginning to flicker and glitch. The people in the streets—the hive-mind that had been standing like statues—stumbled and gasped, their eyes clearing as our ascent disrupted the "Source" frequency.

I'd just finished cutting all four locks when a group of security guards arrived, with Jake among them. The head of security, Patrick Lewman, pointed at the locks I'd tossed aside on the ground and jumped in fury. "Who did this?" I gave a short, humorless laugh. "Do you see anyone else here?" That only made him angrier. He pointed at me and roared, "Who said you could remove the clamps without my permission? Do you know this entire complex is under my supervision? You have some nerve to remove them without authorization!" I almost laughed at his words. My car had been clamped, and I wasn't allowed to unlock it? What kind of logic was that?

They may not like me, but at least when they're near, other students can't kill me. Ahead of me, Rowan, Seyla, and Lyra, all link arms as they giggle in excitement. I slow my pace slightly to keep a distance. I don't want my sour mood to bring down theirs. I glance up at the night sky, and I gasp. I stop walking altogether as I take in the millions of stars lighting the sky. I almost forgot how beautiful the night sky is.

It is drying to my shirt and skin, causing them to stick together. "So, I know your probably not ready.." he starts and looks over, "But this is my mom, Luna Tanyas, shop. My mom likes to be in town and close by all the other pack members if they ever need any help. We don't have to stay long but, I figured you could meet her and she could let you use the loft upstairs to shower."

*** Luc's POV Once the dinner is over, I leave for my booth. This is Thea's idea. She thought a selfie with me would get more money than all other stalls. But it turns out to true, though. There is a regular stream of people coming in to take pictures with me. James is standing close by to monitor the unwanted movements around me. Patrick, with other security teams, is spread around to watch the entire event subtly. So far, everything is going on smoothly. The only fly in the ointment is Diaz. She is even more annoyingly close, acting to streamline the queue.

The memory of that night is seared into her mind, a haunting reminder of how quickly happiness can turn to despair. The evening began like any other. The sky was a deep indigo, the stars twinkling overhead as a gentle breeze rustled the leaves. Aqua and her parents were gathered in their cozy living room, the fireplace crackling warmly. Zara was reading a story aloud, her soothing voice weaving magic into the air, while Milak playfully tussled Aqua's hair, making her giggle.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

The dark sky was starless that night. His eyelids were heavy again. Zack blinked his eyes a few times before he succumbed to the sleep that he desperately needed after the flight that he had to take when the poachers decided to attack him. Now, the poachers were gone. He was alive. However, a new set of problems came when he stepped foot inside the infirmary as his wolf—Zane—was howling with delight when he took a sniff of the summer apricot nearby.