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Lachlan’s eyes narrowed, as if he didn’t like that last bit of what Jack said, “it sounded all too familiar to me. He did something similar with my pack before he had the North invade us and took it over.” Lachlan stares between us, thinking over what we told him. I didn’t expect him not to know. I guess even in my first life, my uncle never succeeded in taking over the pack or letting his plans be known. I don’t know what to make of that. What did Lachlan do while I was away, swimming the seas in search of my father? Did my uncle not try anything else during that time? I don’t know, so now is as good a time as any to ask.

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Lachlan’s eyes met mine, and I felt an urge to punch him, but instead against everything, I murmured to the woman sitting in my lap, “Stay still.” Lachlan gave a quick smile as he gripped her chin between his index finger and thumb. I felt Mila going rigid in my hold but when I wrapped my arm around her waist and gave her a comforting squeeze she relaxed back into my chest. My best friend leaned down and his bright green met her hazel eyes as he said, “You look innocent, little lamb, take my advice and run before he gobbles you up. And sometimes he shares his food.” A tremor ran through her body and I frowned, but then surprising me and Lachlan too if the look on his face was any indication,

"I won't be long. Keep an eye on the hall. If anyone else tries to enter, break them." Dan hesitated, his eyes darting between the closed doors and the arrogant smirk on Cillian’s face. "Lachlan, this is a trap." "I know," Lachlan replied, his voice flat. "But I have already lost everything. What else can they take?" Lachlan pushed past Cillian, slamming the double doors open with a violence that made the dust of a century dance in the candlelight.

No words, just that unreadable look that somehow said more than all of us combined. I stepped back, forcing my hands into stillness. The control felt brittle, like one wrong word could snap it. Navy’s tearful eyes followed me, and I hated how sharp her fear was, how practiced. Ronan’s POV My voice echoed through the hall, each step pounding against polished stone. Finch prowled under my skin, his growls vibrating in my chest. “She lied,” I repeated, teeth grinding. I pushed open the heavy doors of the Sacred Archive. Cold air rushed out, thick with the weight of centuries. Names carved in moonlight ink glowed faintly along the shelves, each one a lifeline of the pack.

The languid aristocrat who had been lounging moments before sprang up like a man struck by inspiration. “How about this,” Nathaniel said excitedly, pacing the room. “My next novel—an unmarried mother!” He stopped beside the desk and leaned forward eagerly. “Brother, you simply must provide some inspiration for your poor, struggling younger sibling.” Alexander picked up a document and opened it, as though Nathaniel did not exist. “I’m busy.” Nathaniel leaned casually against the desk anyway. “What does she do?” Silence. Alexander continued reading. Nathaniel sighed theatrically.

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CHAPTER 16 Two weeks ago: David couldn’t keep her out for long. It was after the third time the Beast took him that Sally read the pamphlet Jane had given her. After the section on Hettie of the Hedgerow, Sally flipped forward in the pamphlet to the next chapter where she found the section on the ‘Curse of the McCavendish family.’ The chapter was on Phantom Black Dogs of the Highlands and the Gaelic mythological hound Cù-Sith in particular. It was the last section of this chapter that opened her eyes to the complicity of everyone who lived in Dunballan, including Jane. It was here that she learned something of the dark burden of David’s family:

"You are smart in academics, but you are stupid about your feelings. "You think Mommy can't see how you keep your distance from Loretta? But you did things differently to Haisley. Why? Are your hands itching to touch it? Your lips want to kiss her? Or maybe," his mother pointed at Nathaniel's lower body. "Your junior can't help but want to find a nest to hide in?" she asked mockingly. "I know more about life than you, I know what passion is and I know when I see people feel it. Because I've experienced it myself, darling." She said, chuckling as she patted Nathan's cheek mockingly.

AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed hoping Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes.