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His fears melted away as he caressed her lap gently. A blush spread across Kiara’s face as she felt her lips tug. “I don’t think anyone can see us up here, hm?” She wiggled her eyebrows, before leaning towards Luca and placing a kiss on his soft lips. He groaned, pulling her in closer with urgency as he trapped her bottom lip between his teeth tugging on it softly. Kiara pulled away giggling, “That’s enough!” She said in a sing-songy voice. She was happy and that was all that mattered in the moment. After the ride, they got down.

“Have I ever told you how jealous I am of you?” Desire asked Lisa as they stepped out of the shop closing for the day. “What do you mean?” She asked. Desire pointed at Mason who was standing by the car with a flower in hand. “There. You went from Jaylen to the utmost breathtaking man who doesn’t mind withstanding the pain of nature just to see you. How do you do that?” Lisa rolled her eyes playfully. “Don’t be silly. I will see you tomorrow. Bye!” She waved at her.

I'll just eat here even though my tongue is itchy. "I mean, newlyweds." They just kept talking. I didn't even bother to talk because I was too busy tasting the food. When Andy and I met gazes, his gaze fell to my lips. What? Is he going to kiss me? In front of his aunt? I realized I was wrong when he took the tissue from the table and wiped it on my lips with the sauce. I loved the scent of his hand, and I could clearly see its veins as well. "Take it easy, Meghan." He smiled at me... The smile seemed to come from his heart. As if he smiled, he could see in me the woman he loved.

I spat, a bitter burn of frustration searing me from within. The door opened, and Kiara rushed in, wide-eyed. "Something is happening outside," she breathed. Releasing a long sigh, I got out of bed and followed her out the door. Hurrying out into the garden, Kiara gestured at me to come with her. Then, she pointed at the sky. It was turning crimson. "This has to mean that the situation is getting a lot worse, right?" She said. I remained silent, not knowing what to say. How was I supposed to tell her that the only way to get rid of the plague was to make Ria my chosen mate? It was the last thing I wanted to do.

A massive black wolf knocked over baskets of flowers as he sprinted toward the exit. He left me standing alone at the altar. I stood there, watching him go, and felt a strange sense of relief. My phone buzzed. A new notification from Seraphina: 【Just had a friend fake a kidnapping, and he really ditched that woman and came running. Guess it's pretty clear who the true love is~】 A moment later, a text from Lyra: Everything is ready. Remember your promise. I took a deep breath, wiping a single tear from my eye.

"What I'm going to say next would be shocking but can you listen to me for a while?" "Sure. That's what I came for." Hearing his immediate reply, Lia dropped the smile. In front of Jasper, she wore off the facade, meeting him eye to eye. "Let's get married." "Hold on..what..?" "Let’s get married, Jasper. Let’s show them…what they…who they wasted…this…we don’t deserve any of this…" *****

"Yes, sweetheart." "How do I do it?" For the reminder of the morning, he taught me to mindlink him. It was like riding a bike. Regardless of how many times you failed, you eventually got a hang of it. The first sentence I mindlinked to Vaughan? I really love the diamond necklace you got me. His second? I'd like to watch it bounce around your neck as I fuck you. Afternoon and early evening were spent laughing, drinking expensive wine, touching each other as if we couldn't get enough of ourselves, making love, and sharing countless stories and embarrassing secrets.

He leaned back slightly, head tilted like he was sizing me up for the second time in his life. “There’s something you don’t get, Syra. I’m not interested in some romance contract or a convenient little arrangement. We get married, I mark you. No one-year clause, no halfway nonsense. I’m not looking for a human bride—I want a mate. You’ve got three months, then I mark you. In or out?” I exhaled sharply. Well... I didn’t see that one coming. Adrian Steinhart.

Even if I had to burn half the city to protect the peace in her eyes. Liora finally turned to me, cheeks flushed, lashes wet. “You” Her voice broke, and she shook her head, smiling like she’d run out of language. “Thank you,” she whispered, mouth trembling slightly. “For this. For everything.” I didn’t move. If I did, I would pull her into my arms in front of her family and kiss those round lips of hers. Instead, I nodded. Helena still held her hand, thumb stroking her knuckles like she was making up for every missed night, every lost morning.

The fact that she can endure such pain is strange. "I now pronounce you husband and wife," the priest declared. Guilt immediately washed over me. "Oh, dear Max, I promise your killer will pay," I muttered. "You may kiss the bride before we proceed with crowning her Luna," the priest added. "Shit! He shouldn't be kissing this murderer, and not in public!" Henry shouted. His outburst intensified my guilt, but I was convinced this was the only way to find out if she was Max's killer. I gave Lara a brief kiss on the lips. It was short, but it gave me a massive erection. I remembered our time last night—she was the sweetest I'd ever had. Her body was perfect, from her wet, tight core to her firm