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With the start of the novel, her fingers moved in a flow, the words went in a flow, she spent her day and night in front of the laptop, 3 weeks later, her book was done, she wiped her tears as she stared at her completed manuscript. “Whoa!” Tasha yelled from behind, “What the hell have you been doing?” She blinked at the condition of the room, there were stacks of cup noodles at the side, there were tissues scattered on the floor, her best friend looked like a zombie with the dark bags under her eyes.

She had done all she could in Europe. Meredith arrived back to her room fully refreshed. Brayden was still gone. He had told her he was going to go to the men's hammam. Meredith wandered around the room and looked out one balcony then the other. She grabbed a fur blanket that was resting on the end of the bed and wrapped it around herself. She picked up her phone and turned it on as she walked out to sit on the balcony looking up at the Dents du Midi. She opened a web novel app and began to read a fantasy series she had set down when she got married.

Each room had a similar medallion and matching wall moldings. He looked over at the large flat-screen television mounted to the wall, next to the mantel, but it would provide no escapism for him tonight. The satellite hadn’t been installed yet, so the portal into those fictional worlds was closed for the time being. Luckily, television wasn’t the only portal, and certainly not the best. On the end table next to the sofa he’d left the book he was currently reading, the newest one in Robert McCammon’s historical mystery series. A bookmark stuck out about a third of the way through.

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When you’re faced with solitary confinement for the rest of your life, perhaps embracing insanity is the smart play. I waited for her reply, but none came. After about ten minutes I returned to the bed and sat down cross legged. If I got really good at meditating, maybe I would learn to levitate. Back home I’d have found the idea ridiculous, but here it might be possible. I had plenty of time to find out. I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing. It was the only thing I knew about meditation — in through the nose, out through the mouth. There was a scraping sound. I opened one eye. Everything looked the same. There was another scrape. A stone in the opposite wall moved. It wiggled from s

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I gather the herbs and salts she recommends, letting their fragrance soothe my nerves as I soak, picturing every worry dissolving into the water. Next, I dedicate specific times each day to meditation. At first, my mind resists, racing with thoughts of the pack, the ritual, and the secrets that swirl around Amara and our past. But gradually, through patience and practice, I find small moments of stillness—pockets of peace where I can simply breathe. In these moments, I begin to sense the faintest stirrings of the counterpart within me, waiting to be set free.

I swear, I'll throw you all out of the family if you don't stop. The line went dead with a buzz. I knew how this would end. If I, the Don's wife who weathered storms of violence, could be ousted by Don and his mistress, what chance would they have? They were powerless, forced to bite their tongues. I could not help but laugh, a deep joy bubbling up, bringing with it a lightness I had never felt before. I was done with the family business. So, I found myself on a plane to the Malvara Isles.

I had a plan. A really bad plan. But a plan nonetheless. Justin had a point if I was to stay here I would have to shift. Emma had left for bed and I was in my room alone with my thoughts. I quietly slunk towards the door listening waiting for any noise to alert me. Nothing. Not a soul stirred outside. Perfect. My wolf was nagging at the back of my mind desperate to shift. I couldn't go on like this. My thoughts were clouded with shifting and escape. I would go mad. Taking a deep breath calming my nerves I shifted.

In the void, she felt herself floating. She absentmindedly stared at the dirty wall in front of her. Her body aching in immense pain, slightly shivering in cold, she wrapped her arms around her knees, hiding her face in them. Sitting there for a while she abruptly sat up straight. The sound of chains clanking resounded in the eerie prison. She breathed in and out before she started doing her meditation. Since she was held captive and had nothing else to do, meditation was the only thing that can help at the moment.