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He asked, his tone annoyed. His voice somewhat stunned Arianna, so she decided to say nothing. She wouldn't know this man's intentions for her hence it would be best to avoid aggravating him even more. I go by the name Loki Blackwood. I'm a werewolf, the Alpha of the Crystal Moon pack notwithstanding your beliefs or not." Wanting to present the truth in bits so Arianna would grasp and perhaps be able to work with Loki, Loki revealed. Adrianna burst into a loud laugh and hardly knew it. Did this man truly believe she was a 14-year-old believing in such absurdities? Alternatively was he simply playing with her for fun?

Everyone turned to look at each other. My heart was still pounding as I watched with anticipation as I wondered what would happen next. I wanted to tell Jacob to run away. He and his men because I knew how fierce Alpha Damien was in battle. He had never lost a fight before but before I could speak, Alpha Damien grabbed Liza, my best friend.

the artisan exclaimed, a twinkle in their eye. We nodded in appreciation, and the artisan began unraveling the rich tapestry of tales woven into each masterpiece. Each thread seemed to carry a whisper of ancient lore, and I found myself captivated by the symbolism and the intricate details that unfolded before us. The artisan proudly presented a tapestry adorned with a moonlit scene, symbolizing the enduring love between two souls separated by time. "Truly remarkable," Liam remarked, his admiration evident. As I smiled, my eyes traced the intricate details of the woven masterpiece. "Indeed. The threads hold the essence of history."