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Lily’s upper lip turns upward and she rolls her eyes. “Miranda’s personal life is a mess. Do you really think she got that formula honestly? It’s far more likely that she traded her body for it.” Lily hisses. The wolf inside of me viciously growls. He desperately claws to get out, to tear Lily apart for what she said about Miranda. Wait…her two children. No…I can’t focus on that right now.

She mocked, folding her arms as she pulled herself to a kneeling position. "Those papers..." I pointed to the scattered manuscripts. "They belong to whom?" "Of course, it's ours. Were you expecting that I could have become so hardworking to own them?" Miranda lashed out. "I have told you several times not to touch those files. Are they as important as the life of a human being?!" I clenched my fist, trying hard to stop the anger that was building up in me. "Don't you dare scream at me, Ashton Knight West! I am fed up with your nonchalant lifestyle. Who goes out there risking himself to save his ex-wife when his people are here hoping for positive feedback?" Miranda asked, her eyes were so re

"Miranda has eighty men. Military-grade security. Damien Cross might be dangerous, but he is not a one-man army." "Then help me help him. You said you were tired of Miranda's games—" "I am tired of everyone's games. Richard's. Miranda's. Yours." She pulled out keys. Unlocked my restraints. "But I made a deal. Richard paid me. I honor contracts." I stood shakily. Pain screamed through my wounds. "Where are my clothes? Weapons?" "Gone. Miranda burned them. But—" She opened a medical cabinet. Inside were surgical tools. Scalpels. Bone saws. "Not traditional weapons. But functional."

The door opened immediately. Miranda’s study was smaller than I expected—it was more intimate rather than grand. Bookshelves lined the walls, filled with what looked like personal volumes rather than official records. A desk sat near the window, covered with correspondence and reports. The room smelled like tea and old paper. Miranda herself stood by the window, dressed in simple House colors without the formal regalia she wore for public appearances. She looked tired. More like worn out. “Camryn,” she said. “Fabian said this was urgent.”

"Mira, he looked right at me like he wanted to rip me apart. And then Beta Conrad and another wolf came in and... I don’t even know what they did, but it stopped him." Mira shook her head quickly. "I-I have to go." "Wait, Mira—" She was already out the door, closing it behind her as if she'd never stepped inside. I stared at the untouched lunch. My stomach turned. I was alone again. And this time, I wasn’t just trapped. I was trapped with a monster. I left the food untouched and made my way to the library. I browsed through the shelf until I found a book titled Everything About Werewolves.

Theo paused, gauging Tina's expression as the latter tried to process the information. "Because demons feed off human essence, she mostly chose to leave you here on earth, sent to orphanages or at the doorstep of childless couples to release more chaos in this world when they're old enough. Especially her Mirrors, her favorite children." Theo said, looking Tina in the eye. "You're a Mirror, Tina, and so is the Princess of Envy." "Mirrors," Tina whispered. The revelation made sense. Everywhere she went, whenever the secrets surrounding her birth resurfaced, it was always around mirrors. In bathrooms, the elevators...

I replied as I looked down at my plate I heard my dad let out a sigh "my son you are anything but a disappointment! Maybe, sometimes it is best to settle with what is good for you, instead of being alone. Anyways, enough of this, let's eat" The next morning, I walked into my office and found that Marianna was not there, instead there was a young lady maybe early 2s with blonde hair sitting at her desk. “where is Ms. Milano? And who are you?” I asked deadpan She looked up at me and instantly stood up, trying to control the fear in her voice she said "Good msorning Sir, my name is Sarah Baxter, I am a temp here. I am unsure where Ms. Milano is, but I could find out for you if you'd like?"

And if it weren't for me there were countless times when some of the royal members try to deal with her but I always protect her. They had even tried spiking her food before, but Miranda was smart enough to know the house was filled with people who hated her so she didn't dare eat just any food. The day she was almost taken to the truth reveal center in the Golden wolf pack, I was really scared and I almost interfered. But thankfully I didn’t and the boy came at the right time. The Alpha would have killed me if something had happened to Miranda. When her mum died she was so miserable and I almost thought she was gonna commit suicide but she pass through that with the help of her best friend.

HUGO: Don’t tell me you are jealous. MIRANDA: Are you being ridiculous? Why would I be jealous when I have a boyfriend.

Miranda POV Its true, I do feel comfortable writing to Joel; more so than I have ever felt with anyone else in person or via mail or rather email since I haven't actually written a hand letter since I was in second grade and Mrs. Sendrick wanted us to learn about the history of the United States Postal Service. I should be thankful to her now that I have the skills to properly write and letter and address an envelope, but I can't forget how she mocked me, calling me “poor baby Miranda who lost her new crayons.” Those crayons were the one thing I wanted for Christmas back then and she laughed when they went missing. I’m pretty sure mean Bobby White stole them as he had the whole sixty-four c