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“Jilin's request surprised me a little. It is not exactly common to get reinforcements from other guilds for a comparably simple mission. " "We just want to make sure that the Iubas get to their destination without incident," I remarked a little pointedly. Now he couldn't ignore me anymore. "Hi, it seems you haven't noticed me yet, there is no other way I can explain your rude behavior. I am Grace Shanks, Venator Grace Shanks. "

1598, Scotland “Nathaniel! Come inside, Nathaniel!” a voice called. “O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright,” young Nathaniel quoted. She giggled happily and turned over on her bed of grass to take in the darkening sky. “Nathaniel Elizabeth Bristow!”

Lachlan smiled and shook his head. "You're not dying. Those are sparks you feel. I'm Lachlan and you're my mate," He said hoping she wouldn't laugh in his face. She was a goddess, and he was a rogue. He didn't know what she could possibly want with him. Nyx sat up and looked at Lachlan in disbelief. She was stunned that the large gorgeous man with thick black hair and dark blue eyes was her mate. She had hoped and dreamed she would have one but never thought it would happen. "You're my mate? Are you sure?" She asked softly. Lachlan took her hand and the sparks flooded her body.

He ravaged in the space behind only to pull out a really big book. A brown hardcover book with about a thousand pages that seemed to have been dated at least centuries back. I inched closer as Nathaniel flicked through the pages. Half of this wasn’t even written in English or in a common language at least. It was like a secret foreign code. “You know I told you I started reading on hybrids, text, articles, books, you name it. I was still trying to pick up a few things when I came across something that I assure you none of us knows about, not even Alpha Eliana” Nathaniel lifted his eyes and they met mine for a chilly second.

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.

“I have everything I need.” He turned to Lena once again. “You see, Lena, I'll admit I couldn't have done it without you. Your ambition brought me all I needed. All I had to do was wait.” He gloated, standing up for dramatic effect. “Now, the south is ripe for the taking. Once I reclaim it, I'll have a queen and an heir to rule beside me.” Now it was Lena’s turn to be amused. Her laughter echoed in the room, a harsh, disbelieving sound. “You fool,” she spat. “You really think she'll ever be on your side? Don't be ridiculous, Lachlan.”

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.

WARNING: this chapter contains descriptions of sexual assault === The room instantly felt too hot and Chloe tried to swallow, her mouth feeling dry. A hand on her naked arm made her jump and she looked up to find Nathaniel towering over her, his eyes lasciviously roaming over her body. “You know, I never found my mate?” Nathaniel suddenly spoke, his voice low. “I searched and searched but after years of disappointment I finally gave up. For a while I was okay with not having a mate, not having a family but as I get older I realise that I can’t run this pack alone and certainly not forever. The pack needs a Luna. We need hope that there is a future…”

There are consequences to my actions. So I have to choose my words carefully. Mason Lachlan is a dangerous man. He's even more deadly when he's on a mission. His eyes burn into me, stripping me of every fucking inhibition, and suddenly, I can't look at him anymore. I look away, focusing my gaze on a potted plant nearby. Then I take a deep breath and begin my tale, "They whipped me…"

She tried to relax and clear her mind. Nathaniel pointed out certain buildings and told her their history along the way. She had to admit that it took her mind off the stone. She enjoyed the scenery as they drove into the countryside. Nathaniel had told her that Barnaby lived in the woods and had no neighbors for miles, so she wasn't surprised by the countryside they saw. She also wasn't surprised when they turned down a well-maintained dirt road.