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This woman, this fae, was dangerous. And she was called Mathilda, which means she wasn't the keeper, but probably works for the keeper. "Not probably, Sherneil. I do work for the keeper. She is my elder sister, after all," she said softly, still standing where she was. "Certainly not the keeper. But possibly stronger than her. Trust me," she said again, this time, in my mind. Damn! She can hear my thoughts! "I can do so much more, wolf." Behind her appeared five Sisters of the Keep. The large ones. The ones that had chased us just before Lisa had found us. The ones scared of the rain.

The male society, it seems, has already been waiting for me. The bathroom door slammed, cutting Rick off from the woman he couldn't get out of his mind and heart. Which he seems to love. She was not in the noisy room. Rick was about to give chase, but Aiden stopped him. “Buddy,” he threw a hand on his shoulder in a friendly gesture and continued with a wide beaming smile: “Hurt my sister again, I will rip out your heart and feed it to stray dogs. Aiden had no idea how much he looked like Venira at that moment. He gave him a rather hard pat on the back in farewell and slid into the hall. Rick was not afraid of Air, but still felt like the last bastard.

I wasn't the kind of person who could just toss someone's possessions carelessly, not even my sister's, not even after what she'd done. "Some poor charity shop worker is going to have a heart attack when they open these boxes," Maya joked, holding up a barely-there piece of lingerie. I laughed, though it felt strange to be touching my sister's intimate things. "I'm sure they've seen worse." "Doubt it." She dangled a lacy scrap of fabric. We continued working, making steady progress through the massive closet. When I reached the back corner shelf, my fingers brushed against something solid tucked behind a stack of cashmere sweaters. I pulled it out, surprised to find a leather-bound book.

But she is a welcome fucking addition that both Titan and I enjoy. When I got back to Katrina's, she was sitting in the living room across from a man dressed in all black with a hood over his head. It was clear he didn't want to be seen or recognized. "Ramses, this is Thayne, he is the last Keeper besides myself." She said. I nodded to him and took a seat next to Katrina, putting my hand on her leg as they spoke.

The place my sister chose was by the sea. This time, she had carefully done her makeup, yet it still couldn't hide the bruises on her face. Before eating, she tasted every dish. "Don't worry. I didn't poison the food." Kane ignored her and kept placing the best dishes into my bowl. "Eat more. The pup in your belly needs nutrients." The moment he said that, my sister stared at me in shock. "You're pregnant?" I covered my stomach and smiled at her.

James questioned. Suddenly, the look on Derek’s face changed. There was now something slightly creepy about it. “The book is about a female without a wolf who tries to steal her sister’s mate after her sister is attacked by rogues,” he explained seriously. I gulped hard. “Oh, a romance book? I would not peg you for the romantic type.” “No. Horror.” I gulped again. “Will it all turn out okay in the end? Happy ending?” I asked hesitantly.

It rested upon a marble pedestal in the center of the room. Bound in white leather. Its pages shimmered like silver leaves. Kael blinked. “We nearly died…” “…for a book?” Dante folded his arms. “Knowing our luck…” “…it’s going to try killing us too.” Cassian actually smiled. “It has tried.” Kael immediately took three steps backward. “I knew it.” ⸻ The Keeper carefully lifted the ancient tome. The cover bore no title. Only the crest of the First Kingdom. He opened it.

She was slightly taller, her skin looked more tanned, and her eyes that were previously light hazel but now, I couldn’t even place the color. Her features seemed enhanced. She sat beside me and handed me something, I looked to see that she handed me a book. I squealed in delight. Finally! Something to distract me!! I can’t keep thinking about murderers and mythical creatures! I’ve even forgotten that I’m human, at this point. I slid my palm across the smooth cover of the book and admired the cover. On the cover, read “To kill a mockingbird.” After studying the cover and tossing the book up and down, I smiled and looked up to speak to Eve when I caught her staring at me with a strange express

“Not the demons, my lawyers. They’re wicked and as crooked as the day is long, but they aren’t demons. They make me pay for their services with sex and money. I want to be free of them.” “That’s not all you want.” Once again, she was taken by surprise to the point she gasped. “My sister has a journal that I need.” “The one you killed your aunt for?” the witch asked with disdain. “How did you….” “Why should I work with such a spoiled child who would kill their own flesh and blood over a journal her sibling scribbled in?” “She was going to ruin everything,” Louella said, defensively.