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It’s now been updated to include the murders of Jack and Ava Cross and the kidnapping of their daughters. “…Take me in the moonlight, at our favorite spot near the cedar tree, I’m already wet and waiting for you, my Alpha. I cum just thinking about you inside me. I’m touching myself right now.” “Let me see! Did Beryl send a pussy pic?” demands Wolfe.

I said carefully, "every move against me, every plan, every layer of this conspiracy, it was never just about protecting himself from exposure for your mother's murder." "No," Marcus said. "A True Luna with fully awakened abilities cannot be controlled or manipulated the way ordinary wolves can. They command genuine loyalty. They inspire it instinctively. They change the political landscape of entire regions just by existing in their full power." I understood then. Creek was not just afraid of being exposed. He was afraid of what I would become if I survived long enough to find out what I actually was. "There is something else in those results," Cross said. He was looking at me with an expre

As he leaves, I return to my desk and pour myself a drink. The One was once Damien’s friend. Now he wants to watch him suffer. Victor may be Leah’s useless father, but that means nothing here. Cross is coming. And we are more than ready.

All the wolves begin to shift into their wolf form and start running in our direction. “Newborns, now!” They all start running in the wolf's direction. “Trey, make sure there are no survivors.” Trey nods and is about to walk away when he stops in front of me. Stares right into my eyes and says, “Cristina after this is over you will become mine; we have come too far together for you not to realize that I have done all this for you. But you will not get him back” “Wait… What...” He went to touch my face and I smacked his hand away from me.

Mine were welling with tears that threatened to fall and I could have sworn his were glistening too as he smiled back at me. Then, cupping my face in his hands, he spoke the words I’d always wanted to hear but never dreamed I would. “I, Finnick Cross, Beta of the Crimson Moon pack, accept you, Sarah Woods, of the RedWoods Pack, as my Goddess-given mate.” He poured all his emotions into those words. Hope, joy, want, need, and love. Most definitely love. Finnick Cross loved me and in that moment, I felt whole for the first time in my life. I couldn’t wait to say those words back to him and I hoped my acceptance would make him feel even a fraction as happy as his made me.

Always insisting she wasn’t as untouchable as she pretended to be. But Damon Cross wasn’t something she could confess over tea at Hailey’s kitchen table. He was a storm she couldn’t control, a shadow she couldn’t outrun. And if she wasn’t careful, he’d become the one thing she’d sworn never to allow again: the person who could break her. She shut the phone off, forcing herself back to the laptop. Code flickered across the screen. Lines and numbers. Something she could control. But for the first time in years, she wasn’t sure control would be enough.

I sat in my chair, one hand on my belly, feeling Luna Rose kick. I see you. The nightmare voice echoed in my skull. I didn't know who Vesper Cross was. But I was about to find out. --- That night, I wrote in my journal. Not the old one—the new one. The one I'd started after Micah was born. Someone is hunting my family. A wolf named Vesper Cross. She wants my children for blood magic. I don't remember helping a rogue named Talon escape from her. But if I did, I don't regret it.

This was the situation at the moment because no matter how I could've wished this was a joke, it wasn't. I was mated to a man, a literal fellow man. Like, I Bennett Cross, was mated to a man. And not any other man, Lucas Storm, my rival, my enemy, and my foe. It seems like the same thing that registered in my head, registered in Lucas's. Because he turned around and bolted, running faster than I had ever seen him run. Lucas's friends followed after him, and mine, they couldn't stop looking at me like I had seen a ghost.

I look back, Draven, Daemon, and Darius are tearing at the wolves, drenched in blood, screaming helplessly. Their faces Horrified. Raging. Broken. “RAIN!” Darius’s roar shakes the earth. Caius yanks me through the portal. The last thing I hear before darkness snaps shut, Is the sound of my mates losing their minds. And then Nothing.

“Or like… battery.” His eyes opened again, focusing on me. “Both,” he said. My skin crawled. “I don’t want to be either,” I said. “I just wanted to write scary things from the safety of my couch.” “You wrote scary things,” he said quietly. “Now you’re in them. And they’re listening to you.” “I didn’t agree to that crossover event,” I grumbled. A corner of his mouth lifted. “You’re allowed to be angry.” “I’m beyond angry,” I said. “I’m—”