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Louis called up. "My people are on him." She said back. I leaned back against the well and let my heart do what it needed to do inside my chest. "Everyone whole?" Louis asked. "Yes,"Lady Amara said. "Yes," I managed. "Good." He looked at me. "Market trip is over." "Agreed." "One of them ran,"Lady Amara said. "He'll go straight back to Isam." "I know." Louis looked grim. "Which tells us Isam is still in the city."

Sharon’s POV “Good heavens, child! You have been here for days!” Louis exclaimed, adjusting the rim of his glasses on his face. He blinked and repeatedly rubbed his eyes like he could not believe I was still here. For the past week, he has left the library unlocked at night just so I could spend more time reading. But the truth is, I never left. At first, Louis mistook it for just pure enthusiasm and excitement. But he was wrong. It was an addiction.

Mrs Hargrove was reading our souls. "And finally," she announced, "from Lord Louis's diary: 'I have lost everything. My sister, my best friend, the woman who was like a sister to me. I failed them all. As I prepare to join them in death, I pray that in our next lives, we will get to live freely, love freely, find peace that we weren’t allowed in this life and most of all happiness.” Louis's face went chalk-white at these words. I could see his hands trembling on the tablecloth, and he didn't look at all convinced these were fabricated entries.

"I also tried reading to you once. While you were asleep. I picked a romance novel." Louis's eyes widened. "Which one?" "The one you had on your nightstand." "That was a dark romance, Lorenzo. The main character gets buried alive." Lorenzo winced. "I didn't get that far. I fell asleep before the plot started." Louis shook his head, "You are hopeless and annoying” "Hopelessly in love with you," Lorenzo said, the words slipping out before he could stop them. Louis went still. "Don't read any more romance novels," he muttered. "You're bad at it."

There were no profile pictures or any personal information given, except that she was based in LA. "Leave the book, A*i, please. I want to read it," said Weston in a quiet tone as he kept inspecting the book minutely. 'Faded Dreams By Isabella H.' "Sure, bro. I've read it already. You can keep it if you want," she said, handing him the book. Weston smiled. "Thanks, A*i. Ask for your treat, right away," he told her. A*ianna smiled back. "Wait, bro. Let her respond and acknowledge that she indeed is our very own Isabella. She could be Isabella Holmes, or Isabella Hawke or Isabella Harris or...," continued Arianna but Weston interrupted her.

A familiar man' s voice came out on the other end of the line, "Would you be disappointed if I said my name was Louis? Your Majesty. " Cynthia smiled, "I would be more than happy, Your Majesty Louis. May I ask where you are now? " "A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first? " "Let' s hear the good first. " "I have reached the Mandala Pack, and further on is the border of the Rosebud Pack. " "What about the bad news? " "We got caught in a storm. We need to find a place to get out of the rain. Otherwise you might be a widow before you' re even married. " "Shut up Louis.

Changing my volume to a whisper, “Not exactly.” “Okay. What are you not telling me?” “Fine,” I say, finally giving in. “We write letters. He's in prison.” I tell her about how I found him on social media and how I started writing and how he has been writing back. She tells me she doesnt think it's a good idea, but that she's got my back and I can finally breathe now that I don't feel like I have this lingering secret hanging over my head. That's one thing I have always loved about Amanda. She is non-judgemental and I can tell her anything.

Then she came close with her hand and put it on his head, then she passed it over the gray hair of his head, which gives him a bright look and an unusual prestige that makes those who look at him stand before him in reverence to speak: And who told you that I don't like it? Levi felt contented inside him and a happiness he had never felt before... that she didn't fear him?.. that she accepted him as a wolf and didn't run from him as he thought?.. he liked her touches on his forehead and on his body.. her touches that made him burn from the inside to bend a little and climb the other on He turned his back and then turned half of his head to hear his voice in her mind saying: Hold on tight.. S

Amour said while frowning. She closed her eyes and some blurry images and voices flashed through her mind. ~~~ "Hey frowny face!! With the rate at which you always frown you'll end up looking older than me when I'm 4 years older" Amour said. "Shut it." She rolled her eyes. The image of the person was blurry but she had short hairs and was dressed as a guy. "Hey Raven!! Raven!! How dare you walk out on me!!" Amour screamed, running after her