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Afterwards I decide to go back upstairs and rest for the remainder of the evening. Night falls, and with it a thunderstorm stirs up. Lightening cracks and for some reason outside of my bedroom, I swear I see sinister red eyes peering in at me. Feel like it must be the exhaustion of the day. I close the blinds, turn on N*****x. I feel dread again as a precaution. I make sure the house is locked up with the deadbolts he installed. I also lock my room to make sure I am extra safe. I snuggle up with a blanket and put on the TV. I change my mind about N*****x and put on “Discovery of Witches” on A****n Prime. Wishing I could find a man like Matthew.

I slowly walked towards the hospital while trying to fight off my sleepiness, I couldn't let sleepiness win especially since I was transferred to the night shift. I could already see the tall hospital building and the people in the waiting area, the ambulance at the entrance to the ER, and the families crying and taking care of the paperwork for the morgue. "Yhra, is it your shift?" the guard at the table joked at me as I approached for my time card. "Yes, it's my first day on the night shift. It's all of a sudden," I replied then he checked my bag and gestured for me to be okay.

Night had settled over London like a soft, dark velvet, smoothing out the jagged edges of the day. The city hummed faintly beneath them, the distant rumble of traffic, the occasional flash of headlights cutting through the dark streets, and the muted conversations drifting from open windows. From the balcony of their penthouse, Amara and Liam watched the lights flicker, each one a tiny promise in the vast expanse of the night.

She was so worried about the alpha mating her, she didn't even notice the chaos around her. Night led the kids into the room and looked around. He went over to the window and saw the battle going on outside. He saw wolves and half shifted wolves fighting off aliens who were trying to get into the clinic. Night could see his brothers were getting tired, they couldn't kill the aliens that were attacking so there was no way they would be able to keep them out forever. Night knew he needed to be ready for when they storm the clinic.

“Velma, you don't understand. The sun is gone. It's the time of the moon now and the Fangtastic Forest is not safe for werewolves, much less humans. The night walkers are out now.” “Fuck! I forgot about them,” Nigel cursed. “Night Walkers are vampires who can't walk in the sun, so they hunt at nights,” Miranda declared, and again Lazarus was impressed. “So now you all see why you have to spend the night here?” Lazarus said this looking directly on Velma, whose face was so red she had to turn her eyes on the floor. “OK that’s the smart thing to do,” Valko added.

Present From October to November 2016 The night of the charity dinner had arrived, to my utter bewilderment, it was in an elegant place, an amazing place that was everything we had always been taught as glamorous, elegant and luxurious. He had no idea if he had paid for that with the money he managed to steal from the company or it was something he did at an earlier time. We didn't know anything about his background before he got his hands on this city's underworld again.

It was late at night. "What kind of emergency happened so Ady couldn't come in? Jasper is all right." I frowned. "Unless..." ---- Ady's POV "We call them wolf mates rather than soulmates or destiny. We'll be imprinted on our wolf-mate, and we can't do anything about it. Like what happened to Martha, Aston, and Yumi." Jasper and I were walking up the hill toward the group. Jasper wanted us to move away while we talked. Even when there isn't a full moon, the moonlight and stars in the sky make the woods bright.

****** The night expands as black angel wings, protecting the earth as she dreams, the dark city set aglow by the bright lighting of the city and the beautiful illumination of the moonlight. The atmosphere was cold due to the approaching winter season and the barking noises of stray dogs echoed through the sub-urban neighborhood where a white-haired girl could be seen peeking through the slightly opened doors of her bedroom prying her eyes into both her parents who were having a serious discussion with a man she recognized as her church pope who listened in on their words with a grim expression.

“The pier. Where it all started. Where we made a baby.” He hummed against my skin. “Possibly the best night of my life.” “You know I was staying pretty much next door to where you live?” “Don’t tell me that,” he said with a groan. I turned in his arms. “The W.” A growl of frustration left him and his forehead fell against mine. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” “Yeah.” “Yeah,” he said with a shake of his head. He turned me slightly. “You can’t see from this angle, but on the other side of the second tower of this complex is the W. It literally is right next door.”

I say, laying back down closing my eyes. "NO, we are going to that new club that just opened tonight, my new friend got us VIP tickets so we are going. No I don't want to hear it, its a Friday night and like you say you've never ever went out and had fun you wasting your youth making yourself old!