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I snatched up my phone and sat at the edge of the bed. I took a deep breath and unlocked my phone. Clicking on the bared fangs icon, I swiped left, opening up my inbox. My eyes scanned down the list of unread Snarls and locked on one name. Dane. My tongue darted out and slid along my bottom lip. I could already feel my body reacting. Goddess. This guy was so fine, and I hated that I was dripping wet at just seeing his name. I nibbled on my bottom lip and clicked on his message. My face was warm, my body hot, as I stared at a blue square. Dane had sent me a Snarl. I tilted my head and didn’t bother hiding the smile as it spread across my face. I clicked on the square and his video played.

"Call the cops! That kid isn't safe with her!" I didn't react. "Draw blood." Wesley slapped me across the face. "You're hopeless!" My cheek swelled on the spot. I tasted blood at the corner of my mouth. I covered my face, eyes cold. He froze for a second, panic flashing in his eyes. Then he glanced at the phone screen. The panic faded—replaced by something like satisfaction. The livestream lit up with cheers. "Well done!" "She had it coming!" I snatched the syringe from Sasha and drew Lily's blood myself.

"I'm the Conquest System. As long as you can win over the beastfolk of your choice within a year, you'll be given a new life." The moment the system finished speaking, my older sister, Violette Snow, scampered off. She scooped up a badly injured wild bird from the ground and gently stroked its charred black feathers. "System, I choose this bird to be my conquest target." She made her choice at lightning speed, afraid that I'd steal her target from her. Then, she turned to me with a cheeky expression, but I saw the warning look in her eyes.

I'd been reborn. Staring at my pudgy little hands, I barely processed it. Didn't Ella kill me? Guess the universe hit rewind. Two women stood outside the orphanage gate. Lindsay Crowe—yep, still drop-dead gorgeous, every move like a slow-mo perfume ad. She was the one who picked me last time. Beside her was Dakota Hart. Sharp eyes, hair yanked back, zero smiles. The kind of mom who ran her house like a boot camp.

It looked so beautiful but also expensive. “I'm going to buy it” I muttered to myself as I walked towards it. Kaelric would want me to spend the money. That thought gave me a push and just as I grabbed it, someone else came up behind me and snatched it from my hand. I turned around and immediately tensed up when I saw who it was. It was Sophia and her two friends or rather, minions. “Well, look who it is. The runaway Runt” She muttered as her eyes trailed down my body.

Kai blinked. "That's... strangely terrifying" Rex stood and left, Kia sighed disappointedly. Back at Lorenzo's building, he was seated across a table his eyes scanning the laptop before him. He was watching the video of the sniper that had been captured by the CCTV. His focus was on the raffle with the sniper avs soon he got what he was looking for. A number. Gently written on the raffle. He closed the laptop and took off the glass he had on. "Stupid idiot, we will see in two months time" he muttered dangerously as he pulled out a cigarette.

I couldn't tell if it was a male or a female, as the person’s voice sounded like a perfect combination of both. “Just one movement of my fingers to the left, or to the right and snap. She's dead.” There was mockery and confidence in the Intruder’s tone. “What do you want?” Brienne opted for a deal, but didn't withdraw her stance. “The order was to have her dead.” The intruder revealed. I tried to move my head to see who it was, but the fingers held my neck firmly in place. I perceived no scent from the intruder. “Words sure spread fast huh? Who sent you?” Brienne asked.

Ronan asked. The man flinched, just slightly, but it was enough. I saw it in his eyes—the moment he knew we’d caught on. I bent down, grabbing his hand and turning it to the side, exposing the faint mark etched into his skin. My growl rumbled in my throat. "He's a hunter." "Fuck," he hissed, the rope snapping as his claws swiped through the air where I’d just been. He bolted, but he wasn’t fast enough.

He takes in everything about my appearance from my hair to my dress to my heels, and I see the glint in his eye when he smiles. I put my arms around him and he pulls me in, smelling my perfume. His nose grazes my neck and I sigh. “Stunning,” he whispers into my hair. “You look pretty good yourself,” I reply, pulling back slightly. “Oh, and I meant to ask … is it okay if Rachel goes with us?” “Sure,” Noah says, finally looking over my shoulder to a grinning Rachel and nodding in acknowledgment as though it’s the first time he’s noticed there’s anyone else in the room.

That sounded great right about now. Movement brought me out of my daydream -- or was it a night dream? I snarled picking up the scent of the one I hated the most, along with two others. Sno and… Remus’ face came into view. He was an ugly fucker. Not that I found men attractive, but yeah... Sno and an older woman with black hair and gray streaks flanked him. Sno’s eyes were wide as she discreetly shook her head almost in a warning before her eyes darted away from me. The older woman looked at me emotionlessly. I had an idea who she might be.