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She teased and Adam shook his head with a small smile, recalling their passionate love making while he was Jack. Millie fell asleep after playing with her father for over an hour. Ana gently carried her from Adam's arms and placed her in her crib which was next to their bed. Ana was about to head out to prepare breakfast when Adam grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him with some force and they both fell hard on the bed, with her on top of him.

"Eight men visible. Probably more we can't see. Professional setup." "The photo," Celeste said suddenly. "Mila, the photo you showed me. Where did you get it?" "From my head." Mila touched her temple. "It's in here. All of it. Thousands of files. Documents. Photos. Codes." "That's impossible." "Is it?" Mila's laugh sounded broken. "My earliest memory is being five years old in a lab. People in white coats asking me to memorize things. Pages and pages of information. They said I was special. That my brain could store data like a computer."

The doctor lubricated her finger and looked at her first. "Is there anything you would like me to know, Miss Carter?" The doctor asked her before checking her. Mila was scared. "I have not been touched, but I have touched myself. I do not know if it counts," She replied. The doctor laughed at her naivety. The doctor wrote it down and let her dress up, then went to call Vincent in. Mila backed him, scared of what he was going to do to her. "She is a virgin sir, she has confirmed it by herself," She told him.

Juliana's POV: “I, Alpha Taylor, reject you Juliana as my mate and the Luna of moonlight Pack.” My heart was broken into pieces when these words came out from Alpha Taylor. He was my enemy and turned out to be my mate on the night of my 18th birthday.

I raised an eyebrow and burst out laughing. "What am I? A message sender? You even made me a servant." She frowned and took a piece of paper from inside his bag. "Name your price. How much money do you want?" I stared for a moment at the check she took out and burst out laughing. "Okay, I get it. I'm not famous but are you serious? You don't know me?" I asked in disbelief. "Why, who are you?" She seemed impatient to ask. "I'm Florence Mil, Servancio Mil's only daughter. I'm a drag racer too." I said with mixed pride. Her eyes widened and she looked at me in disbelief.

The bottle hovered over the glass. I looked down. Mila: You think that scares me? I set the bottle down. Hard. Mila: I’m doing it, Reaper. My hand is sliding down. But it’s frustrating. My breath hitched. I could picture it. The darkness of the guest room. The pale curve of her throat as she tipped her head back. Her fingers, slender and delicate, moving over the silk I knew she was wearing. Me: Why? Mila: Because I’m too gentle. My fingers are too soft. They don’t leave bruises.

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Some when she's eating, waiting at the road side, in her own apartment. Damn! Who would send it here?! I guess someone's making fun of me! But... No one knows her house... Except her cousin, but why would she do it? It's creepy... It's like, someone's stalking me... Milda was about to close the box when she saw that there's a letter inside it. She picked it up and open it with a shaking hands... 'PERFECTION WAS BEYOND TRUE... ALWAYS SEEK FOR THE WRONG ONE... '

I knew Mila would entertain herself; so far she had been either training with the soldiers or hanging out around the city. Like Elora said, Mila could take care of herself, but she was still my little sister, and I had warned every adult wolf in this pack to stay away from her. She was seventeen, and although we had different rules than the White Claw pack, I had promised mom to make sure she wasn’t dating any unmated wolves. My first task on my to do list was looking over the list of potential gammas. Again…. So far we have had no luck finding the right person.

Leon said, "Amelia, Mila is different from you. She can tear out an enemy's throat on the battlefield. She's a true warrior! Stop being paranoid and jealous. Isn't Mila your friend? Why are you suspicious of her?" Mila was one of the few female warriors in the pack. She had many battle honors and was favored by the Elder Council. Even my son, who used to cling to me, started asking for Mila every day. "I don't want Mother! She's boring. She just makes me do combat practice! I want Ms. Mila! She takes me to play in the forest! "Ms. Mila said Mother isn't capable of doing anything except getting jealous. I like Ms. Mila!"