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I was not the Crimson Priestess and even though I wasn’t sure what that entirely meant to me or the pack itself I would not allow Melina to tarnish that. I started looking at Rogan’s computer and the few books it seemed he had read to get information about who I might be. The idea of him looking at all of these items made me feel good that he cared that much. I picked up the first book which was written by a fellow wolf as it had far too many details about where wolves might be located at. I followed the geographics of the writing and realize that the Cresent Moon Pack couldn't be further than a few days away from us if traveling by wolf. That made the idea of an attack now hard to believe.

Well, the slight throbbing between her legs and her peaked nipples means she knows what she wants to do--and as her mind try to calm her down, thinking about how terrible idea it is to slip her fingers underneath her shorts not while someone still holding her, He seems to know her thoughts because Daniel snuggles closer and she can feel the length of him against the curve of her ass. The hard length of him. Natasha’s mouth goes dry. God, this cannot be happening. As much as she wants to, she can’t sit here and grind herself against Daniel no last name morning wood. Such a shame though. She kinda wants to. Natasha shakes her head. Focus, her mind supplied. At that time, she can hear the chang

Julia on the other hand knew Natasha would not let her have the book. It was her obligation to keep the book safe and would do it even if her life was at risk. So Julia thought of the best way to get the book. If she doesn't get the book away from here before others realized, Natasha was dying, she would be at the losing end and all her effort would have been in vain. So she picked up a sword and pierced it right through Natasha's heart. Natasha lay a curse on the book. She said any coven that keeps the book, will experience ill-luck and misfortune. She said the book will not stay in a place until all the generations present during that time are all dead. And after their death, it book will

Natasha said, lowering her head. " That is fine, but try to be less attractive," I replied, waving my hand dismissively. " I should wear a hoodie, " Natasha giggled, and some heads turned around to glance at her again. I gritted my teeth. People get a grip! That always happened when I met with my cousin in public. I knew she could not help it, but it was frustrating. Natasha was a cousin from my mother's side. She came to town for her annual business meeting since she lived on the South Coast, where she managed one of my biggest companies.

"Here,your coffee, just the way you like it"Nancy said, dropping the mug of coffee on the table beside the working Natasha who had her spectacles on looking through documents. "Thanks' 'Natasha muttered to her but her eyes were still on the laptop and on the documents,she was trying to figure out how every project she had worked on while in the company led to her manipulating company funds. She got a phone call from the estate secretary about the visit of her step mother. She couldn't relax because she knew that her step mother must be planning another way to get that estate sold to her and her daughter.

Her extrovert self beamed before hugging me tight, and I smiled before returning her hug with equal enthusiasm. "Good to see you out of your condo, Via. Anyway, let's go! I'm excited to try this! You guys don't know what I went through just so I can get a pass for us five," Natasha blabbered before motioning us to get closer so she could whisper. "I had to give an old man with wrinkly d*ck a head, which wasn't pleasant." She said, and my face automatically scrunched up in disgust while everyone pretended to puke. Natasha is the 'leader' as she likes to assume; she always wants to be the first to say anything and know everything. She likes being the center of attraction and wants fame and mon

She needed to just enjoy her night without thinking about him or his whore girlfriend. ************************************************************** Two days later, that afternoon, Natasha was in her room, trying on different dresses and separating the ones she loved the most. It wasn't like she had anything else to do. She noticed something while she was undressing. She looked curvier than before. Her body had filled out. Her breasts were fuller. It could be because of all the food she'd been eating. Or maybe she'd hit her second puberty after trauma. She suspended the clothes on the rack and decided to take the stairs for lunch. She needed to exercise her limbs anyway. Staying cooped up i

"There is a reason for that. We don't really like talking about it, but my friend has a problem with conceiving, so I helped her out. Turns out I'm very fertile, and have an overproduction of eggs." "Thats so nice of you." Maddie gush. I know which friend I can brainwash and manipulate into playing my game. "Yes, I mean. Every woman deserves a child, don't they? Right Natalie? I'm sure that you and Mr Cross must have a young one running around." "I should go. Leo really needs me." Natasha gets up suddenly. I hide my laugh as she throws down money on the table then leaves. 'I'm coming for your man, Natasha. So watch out.’

Natasha’s Strike Natasha's POV~ I stood at a folding table — my makeshift command center, littered with burner phones, encrypted drives and a laptop whose cold blue luminous sliced my face with harsh shadows. I whispered so low it was more of a venomous hiss, “Valenticia is done.” My fingers jittered across the keys as I typed, closing off a serum seepage—Lazareth’s mind-control concoction, ready to sell on the black market, a gamble to put me beyond Gregor Galden’s chokehold. My leather jacket creaked as I moved, auburn hair falling into one eye, and flickers of fear like a bad spark—he’s a betrayer, isn’t he? Gregor’s leash, his arrest a smug taunt on Seryne’s news feeds, was a chain I’d