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Mary chose this dress because she said it matched my eye color. I went down the stairs, but when I heard Luther's voice, my legs stopped abruptly. I listened to him; he was shouting at someone. I turned around and followed his voice as his shouts were growing louder with every step. Sauntering towards the door where the voice had been coming, I quietly opened the door and peeped through it.

Calantha worried, she said "Then I just leave it like this, don’t I?" Mary comforted, “Don't worry. Wait for another month and the signs will disappear completely. S-rank alphas can store temporary marks for up to a month, but low-grade alphas' marks only last for a maximum of half a month. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky. And if you want to cover it, it's simple. In this era, science and technology have advanced. You just need to stick the patch, spray the antiperspirant on the Pheromones, then put on your incense bag and then you can go to work as usual. And be careful , okay."

"You are a werewolf Bree and have been marked by a monster who your mate.. Hey guys don't forget to like. The next chapter has been uploaded on d****e @davi's story place on d****e. Bye for now

"That you were obsessed with Backstreet Boys in eighth grade. I know the street address of your first boyfriend, your niece's name, your roommate's phone number." He drew back suddenly. I shrank under his calculative gaze. I felt so…naked. "I have record of each breath you've ever taken, Bella." "Stalker." I stated. He snorted, before placing his hand on his chest, over his heart, and faked a painful moan. "Oh Bella," He mocked, "That hurt." So, Mariano Rivera was capable of sarcasm. I glared at him. "Do you…know everything?"

The monitor was glowing with green text, updating in real-time. ASSIMILATION PROGRESS: 98% Mara’s eyes darted frantically across the screen. 99% But it was the sub-text running beneath the loading bar that made her blood turn to ice. ANCHOR PROFILE VERIFIED. TARGET: MARA VANCE. SELECTION ORIGIN: CASSANDRA VALE. DATE: SEVEN YEARS AGO. Mara stopped breathing. “Ethan!” she screamed, scrambling to her feet, her voice tearing through her raw throat. “Ethan, stop! Look at the screen!”

Olivia saw her opportunity and carefully divert the conversation towards Victor. “Victor seems... intense,” she said cautiously. “I imagine working for him must be complicated.” Marco chuckled, a nervous edge to his laugh. “That’s one way to put it. Mr. Castellano isn’t the kind of man you cross.” “Have you known him long?” she asked, with curiosity. “Since I was eighteen,” Marco admitted. “He gave me a job when no one else would.” Olivia nodded, sensing his loyalty. “That must mean you know him better than most. Do you ever worry about being so deeply involved in... his world?”

I silently hoped he’d forgotten to tell his driver to take me home. Mr. Alonzo’s smile was cold. “Don’t worry, Hazel. We’re just taking a little detour.” Panic flared in my chest. “I don’t want to go anywhere else. Please, just take me home.” He ignored me, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. My heart raced. I knew she had to do something, but what? Suddenly, a car pulled up alongside us, honking loudly. My eyes widened as I recognized the driver—Markos. He signaled for Mr. Alonzo to pull over. The limousine came to a reluctant stop, and Markos stepped out, his expression dark with anger.

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

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He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.