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Scarlett who was beside her whispered. Willow cleared her throat but did not take her eyes off Marshall to look at her friend who she knew must be wearing a teasing expression right now, “Nothing,” she began to move after that. Taking the stairs one after the order, all her attention focused on putting one leg in front of the order and now dropping to the ground in a puddle because of the way Marshall was staring at her as she walked up to him. “Enjoy yourself and don't come back. Make babies, I'm old enough to be an aunty.” Scarlett who has stopped walking with Willow raised her voice and said just before Willow heard her receding footsteps as she returned to the house.

“You’ll be a street hobo!” “No woman will want you but me!” “Our parents won’t let you go!” Marcel didn’t care, he swore that one day the Delvino family would get even sicker from him. Once at the lab, Marcel took out his mobile phone and called Venya. “Open the door now, I want to stay there with you and Mr Meru!” To Be Continued—

Sebastian The night was suffocating, the weight of everything pressing down on my chest. I walked through the quiet streets of WillowRidge, the familiar sights blurred by the haze of my thoughts. Her voice, her words“You don’t get to decide who I let into my life”repeated in my mind.

She calculated his snide steps, watching the way he walked closer, trying to eradicate the distance between them. Rain raised the bar again, aiming to strike. “I tell you, Rain, this would not harm me. I guess Logan missed out on the part where werewolves heal quickly the day he revealed himself to you…” Hearing that, Rain froze. When Marcel removed his hand from the gash Rain had inflicted upon him, she realized he was right, the wound had healed and only dried blood remained. She stood aghast, staring dazedly at Marcel. “Damn whatever you think. What do you want with me?” She said, this time, her voice became weak, raspier. Her hands on the bar shook when she heard Marcel’s next string of

a masculine voice came through. Marcel

Never had I dreamed that it would come to this. Willow wants to give herself up to save Jessica and to help Xander. She also thinks she is hiding it from me. What she doesn’t realize is that Harmony communicates with Ghost the way that I wish she would communicate with me. I will not let her sacrifice herself. I don’t know how we will get out of this mess yet, but I will stop at nothing to keep her by my side. I have to find a way to keep her from making that mistake and to save Jessica or I risk losing them both.

I followed behind her. "Willow please don't be upset. There are things that I haven't told you yet that could affect your choice. I just want to make sure you know everything before..." I stopped and turned my head. The wind had blown a stench across my path. Then I heard something rustling in the brush near us. "What is it Luke?" Willow was now staring in the direction I was. "Willow whatever happens I need you to just keep running until you reach the cabin. Do you understand me?" She nodded. I turned back just as something struck me with force. I did a flip and shifted mid-air. I landed as I heard Willow scream.

My eyes opened and our eyes collided. His heavy breathing hit my face. Tears filled my eyes. I blinked them away. I was trying not to cry in front of him. Few drops managed to escape my eyes. Marcel kissed my tears away, with his soft lips before bringing back his eye to mine. "After what we just did, don't ever think of yourself as nothing," Marcel told me. "You're far greater than any she-wolf I've ever met." I nodded. He again kissed my neck. The door suddenly opened. Marcel and I were still naked in bed. Our eyes went to the door. My eyes closed for a moment. When I opened them I saw the Luna Trina Bloode-Wolffinton.