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Rye wouldn't let her answer because he'd disappeared on the other side. She was sitting on the hammock in the garden and closed her eyes, letting her thoughts settle down. Many thoughts came to her mind, those of her neighbors and Nay Remy. She seemed to be on a faraway island because she was so quiet, even though many people's thoughts were still coming in. She gets it now. Because of her feelings, she can't always figure out what other people think. Especially when Rye is on her mind, she can't read Rye's mind. It's like an intermittent link.

“Good. Now sit on that yoga mat and try to meditate. I want you to focus on your breathing. Keep meditating until I ask you to get up. Don’t get any thoughts in your mind and if they do come, let them leave your mind.” She nodded vehemently. Meditating wasn’t easy. Her mind was full of Ryder, and her parents, Ryder, her old pack, Ryder… “Damn it!” she cursed herself. She shut her eyes tightly and suddenly an image flashed across her mind—of a beautiful woman.

I knew that they would do whatever they could to undo my deeds, from slandering my name to sending assassins. This realization led me to begin these memoirs. I decided that this was the best way to present my version of the truth, and to inspire others to rebel against the Black Vatican. I can only anticipate what will happen following this book’s release, but here is what I hope: the Cardinals will ban this volume wherever they rule, and this will only make more people want to read it. Each copy will travel through the black market, passing from one hand to the next, read in secret by mortals and immortals alike. Slowly but surely, whispers of rebellion will spread, until all unite to overt

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Nora's POV Other people will get tired of hearing my story about how I meditate every day to communicate with my wolf. I meditate before going to bed, when I wake up, and when I swim by holding my breath underwater. But I don't get tired of doing it. Apart from being able to communicate with my wolf, I also get calm and peace that I have never felt. At first, I thought meditation was so difficult; it cleared the mind and touched the subconscious. Now I like it, although I don't know if after my wolf wakes up, I will still meditate or not. Maybe I'll get busy talking to my wolf, we promised.

NIRVANA I tried to meditate, but I was too distracted to focus. I could hear Knight talking to Zarah on the phone. I took a deep breath again, closed my eyes, and blocked everything around me. Breathed in and breathed out. Slowly, I challenged my mind to focus on one thing— my breathing when my mind went wandering. “Let go,” something in my head told me. I breathed out. I thought of the pile of wood outside, the smell of earth, the dampness on the ground, and the fresh, chilly air.

he said as he fumbled for words. Hearing the name—Sheena—made me pause. It clicked—she was the salesgirl, Sheena Miller, from the boutique Caleb often visited to buy me handbags. My stomach churned at the thought that it was someone so familiar. "Wrong? Caleb, I'm not blind!" I snapped, my voice rising. "If I hadn't come just now, were you planning to take it further? You're disgusting!" My emotions were a storm of grief, betrayal, and rage, threatening to overwhelm me. Caleb tried to approach me with his usual placating manner, reaching for my hands to pull me close, but I shoved him away.