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Matt said, bowing his head. When I couldn't find what I was looking for, I asked, “Where's the Omega?” I just rolled my eyes and leaned back on the couch as Matthew swallowed a little. I already know where he prefers to be, with his mate. “Our Omega is very enviable; as you can imagine, he has already discovered and found his mate, whereas the two of us have not. How pitiful we are.” “Just shut up, Matt. You're a very talkative man.” I marveled at him, giving him a sharp look as he raises my hand as if giving up.

> _“They said the Flame is too wild to live. That the Matron bond makes us dangerous. But I know the truth now. The bond is not madness. It is mourning. It is the scream of our wolves denied their song. I chose the fire not because I was broken. But because I refused to burn alone. If my daughter reads this one day, know this: What they fear in you is not the power. It is the memory. You carry not just the future. You carry the past they tried to kill.” I swallowed hard. My throat tightened. Caleb stepped away, giving me space. The last page was a drawing. A small wolf pup curled in flame, sleeping peacefully. Above it, words etched in trembling script: “She will wake. And she will remember

“ I don't understand why she treats you this way. Yet you stop me from giving her a piece of my mind.’’ he says, bringing his fingers over my cheeks and brushing his knuckles over my skin. I can't help but shut my eyes relishing at the feeling it brings. “ I'm not going to be the reason you go against your mother.’’ “ but alondra…’’ “ Come on, Weston,’’ I interrupted, “ we should go before someone catches us.’’ “ Sometimes I wonder why I'm so much more comfortable with you than those whom I call my family. I love them but with you my life feels complete.’’ END OF FLASHBACK. ~~~~~~~~~ He said it won't stop for the first time he said it that day. if you have completed my presents. Now it certa

“It means he planted something in your safehouse database. Something that reshapes Raven’s past. Names. Details. Timelines. As if she was never who she thought she was.” I didn’t move an didn’t breathe. Matteo sat up straighter. “Where is it?” Franca laughed. “Oh, I won’t tell you. But I’ll send you a riddle.” “You’re joking.” She hung up. The riddle came by fax. FAX. Matteo stared at the machine like it had betrayed him personally. I took the paper. Read the lines aloud: “I know your hands, though never met, I keep the things you most forget. A voice once borrowed, now your own. Find me where the past was grown.”

After asking the question, Matt finally got his answer and stopped being curious. But Ella suddenly remembered something. She turned her head to look at Matt and, imitating his tone, asked a riddle, "That child is not his, right?" Matt: "..." This riddle really stumped Matt for a moment. The child was easy to guess—it was obviously Theo. But who was the "he" in Ella's question? If she was referring to Lucas, then the answer was definitely no.

He smiled at his father, it was an urgent matter that he was going to attend and the main reason was that Matthew doesn't want his father to know that he can't even solve a small riddle, "Are you sure my boy?" asked his father getting up from the chair, brushing the creases on his suit, "It's ok dad I am fine" assured Matthew with a smile, his dad nodded and left holding his Luna's hand, Matthew was back to his business, he started scrolling on his phone to find the answer on the internet, many things were displayed, many kinds of animal photos with crippled bodies but none showed the exact answer, ******* Myra was enjoying her day back, playing around, collecting wildflowers, and sleeping o

“No, thanks.” Matteo mirrored my position, his gangly legs shooting straight out, and locked in on the night sky. I’d overheard Daddy say Matteo was very smart, and he even skipped a grade last year. He said he’d be just like Mr. Vitale. Sometimes he even talked like him. Of course, I wasn’t all that impressed. After a long silence, he said, “There’re a billion stars, Nutella girl, and they all shine for you. My mama shines for my pa, but you will shine for me. Right?”

MINA’S POV Mateo stared at me, he stood by my hospital bed, looking proud of himself, he thought he had me all figured out. He was a rich, foolish man. I looked at his expensive suit and the pity in his eyes, he feels he's the mastermind in this game, but he knew nothing about real love, he knew nothing about obsession. "Where is the flash drive, Mina?" Mateo asked. His voice was eager and impatient. "Tell me where you hid it so I will send my men to get it right now and can hand it to the police by tomorrow morning."

“You've troubled yourself enough today so just get some rest.” My eyes blurred and my body swayed. What? “But– I am your Luna. I should stand by your side.” I spoke up again, biting my lips in a tremble. Whispers rose around us, chatters like incessant bee heaving. Arianna smirked. I glared at her, at him. Hatred was beginning to grow a seed in my body. I swallowed hard, “I'm your mate. I'm a yourate and your soon to-be Luna.”

I am owner of my wealth and assets but Mathew ripped everything off me. “May I ask you a question if you don’t mind?” He stares directly into my eyes. “Ask me anything now, trust me, nothing can surprise me more.” “Are you Mathew’s biological daughter or not?”