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I said, hopeful that she’d leaned towards agreeing. “If I do,” she said and then glared at Merari. “If I do come back to that house. I don’t want to see her.” I heard Merari’s breath hitch when Valene said this. Her heart was broken by our daughter’s harsh words. “I’m just not ready for both of you,” said Vale. “Not right now.” Before another word could be said, Valene’s body seemed to break away into shadow-like winged creatures and she disappeared into the sky in remarkable form. Whatever this new power was, it was something that I’d never seen before. And it was quite amazing.

She has stopped a few times at groups of children playing and knelt to their level and gave them hugs and some even gave her small gifts for which she accepted graciously. My mother, I could tell was very impressed. “So, Queen Shannon. Tell me about Valaisha?” Aanomi addressed my mother as we walked on. “It is amazing in a different way than here.” She began. “Our skies are lavender, and the grass is blue. Our evenings into the night have a glow to it.” She then smiled, “Rayana always called it coming to life. It only happens during two seasons out of the year. Spring and summer.” “What about the other seasons?”

Her eyes, in particular, flickered faintly with a golden hue, indicating her extraordinary mastery of the martial arts. She was Valerie Reyes, the seventh daughter of the Reyes family. In Holtrien's military, she was known as the Withering Flower. She was as famous as Luna, who was called the Frost Lily. Both held the rank of Major General. Unlike Luna, who was always in uniform and all business, Valerie hated wearing her military attire. She even ignored military orders whenever she felt like it. Usually, she preferred to do as she pleased and act however she wanted. With her status as a top-tier fighter holding the rank of Major General and the massive backing of the Reyes family, Valerie

Lucas growls. "Well I mean I dunno if she told you but she isn't a virgin. Are you okay with the fact that some other man has touched her whole body before you? And that they got to stretch her pussy before you?" Valerie's face begins to get red with anger and she could tell that her mates were trying desperately to hold their wolves back. "Tear him apart right here, right now!" Her wolf growled furiously. Her mate's eyes were turning darker and lighter and back again as she was trying to fight her wolf who wanted to come out with fury when Valerie was trembling with fear.

he warned. “I know.” Valerie gasped suddenly and grabbed her stomach. Not in pain. In shock. A sound, like a crack, split the air. The ground beneath her feet trembled. Her aura wasn’t like a wolf. It wasn’t even like an Alpha’s. It was something else entirely. I moved toward her, but the force that erupted from her knocked both Hunter and me a step back. She opened her eyes. They weren’t gold. They weren’t black. They were silver.

“Well Fuck!” Valaria was not one to swear, but this situation she had gotten herself into? This called for an F-Bomb or two. Valaria was sent here by the council, to gather Intel on the new family in town, this wouldn't usually sound that interesting but Valaria, The Council, The King and The Company were all a very particular kind of person, They were shifters, Panther Shifters. This new family she was sent to investigate? Well they were Wolves and one of them had just stopped inches away from the shrub she was hiding in on their land so you see a Fuck! Is most definitely needed.

I pressed down harder to make it stop. ‘You’re hesitating,’ Valerius observed. ‘I’m not—“ ‘You are,’ he argued, though his voice remained calm. ‘And I am here to tell you that Kylan Lythoria of Lyperia does not hesitate.’ I clenched my jaw. ‘I have watched you grow,’ he went on. ‘I know your strength, what you are capable of, and I know you can contain him.’ A few more breaths escaped me. He was doing the same thing he had done during the crown battle, and that hadn’t ended well for either of us.

"Dragon Flesh" a gruff voice spoke, the sound carrying through the night At the edge of the Centaur border, a young woman lay crumpled in the dirt, her black and green hair tangled, her body curled as though even the earth had cast her aside. Green scales shimmered faintly at her throat and shoulders. Betrayal of the truth she tried to hide. Valia. Daughter of dragons. Huthra’vor. "This one was found in our lands. A gift from the gods I say" a collective guffaw of greedy laughter followed the declaration. She could hear the slap of their tongues against their lips.

He simply handed her the belt. Turning, she walked back over to Holly and handed it to her. “Go over to the couch and bend over the arm,” the redhead ordered. “I hear you like that position.” Valerie nodded once before turning and doing as she was told. As soon as she reached the arm of the couch, she bent over, sticking her ass up in the air as she gripped the edge of the cushion. Never before had she felt so vulnerable, so exposed. From her position, she could see Damien, sitting at the table, watching her. Still, his expression remained unreadable. That scared her even more. She would be able to handle what was coming if she knew he desired for her to endure it, that this was all part of

~ROYAL CASTLE, FAIRYLAND (IN THE PAST, BJT VALOR IN FUTURE)~ “WHAT…!!? Are you serious? Do you have any ideas what you are saying?” Valor yelled almost on top of his lungs and Evanora hushed him immediately, calming his tone. She said further,