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The White Book suddenly appeared beside Adrian. Its pages turned faster than ever before. Every page contained the same sentence. HE HAS RETURNED TOO EARLY. The boy looked at the White Book. His smile disappeared. "I never liked that book." "It always tells the truth too late." Without touching it... he simply raised one finger. The White Book froze. Its pages stopped turning. For the first time since Adrian had found it... the book became completely silent. The Stranger whispered, "This is impossible..." The boy slowly looked back at Adrian.

Because the Black Council had just crossed a line… From which there was no return. ⸻ End of Chapter 44

Now, all at once, it hit me that everything I had given over the years had been nothing more than a one-sided effort. I was just about to book a flight when I realized I had forgotten my ID and passport, so I had no choice but to return home. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a mess all over the floor. Leftover snacks were scattered everywhere, along with half-finished dishes left behind. Right by the bedroom door lay something impossible to miss—a box of levonorgestrel pills and a piece of wine-red lingerie. Willow had never liked being physically intimate with me. Even Naomi's existence had come from a drunken incident.

I turn my attention back to the book and continue reading. Chapter Two- Mates

The only thing that I was grateful about was that the next stopover was only a few hours away from Eliza, and we would be back at home early tomorrow morning. I don’t disturb Ronan again as I occupied myself with one of the books Martha had given me. It was supposed to help me understand the concept of becoming one with Blue and also understand how abilities worked for shifters that had them. I had gotten lost in the pages of my book when a loud bang sounded from behind us. I jumped, startled out of my skin, and the book fell to the floor of the car as I looked at Ronan. “Stop the car,” Ronan commanded as he closed his laptop.

“Now then, I’ll be going back now, I’ll be seeing you more from now on.” Bathala suddenly vanished and leaving Cillian alone with a flustered face, he now just realizes the amount of fun he’ll be experiencing from now on. “I didn’t know that from having to go on a trip back to our old house that I’ll be able to have a special encounter that will forever change my life. I’ll start exploring and enjoy this new chapter of my life to the fullest!” Chapter one ends~ to be continued

However, her hand unconsciously rested against the front of my pants. With the way we were standing, it was easy for her to reach. She was preparing, too. "Three… two… one…" The train suddenly plunged into the longest tunnel. The entire carriage fell into complete darkness. At that exact moment, Phoebe quickly pulled open the zipper at the front of my pants. At the same time, I hurriedly tugged her black stockings down just a little…

The crowd erupted in an uproar. Kenneth had not expected me to have a backup plan. He shouted angrily, "Don't believe her! She's a scheming woman who's always framing others!" "Really?" I shot back sarcastically. "The public isn't blind. Let them judge for themselves. Why are you getting so worked up all of a sudden?" As I spoke, I played the video on my phone. Burned once in my previous life, I had learned my lesson. This time around, I had befriended the banquet hall manager early on. Every move in the hall had been recorded from start to finish and downloaded onto my phone.

But as he scanned the barcodes, she noticed something that made her pause: On the desk, tucked half under his notebook, was a title she’d mentioned weeks ago. A book she’d offhandedly said she loved but hadn’t read since high school. No one else in the conversation had cared. But here it was. In his possession. When he handed her receipt back, he didn’t say anything. Just looked up briefly, eyes steady, then down again. It wasn’t wrong. It wasn’t anything. But Amelia walked away with her pulse thrumming.

I nodded solemnly with a faint, dispirited smile tugging at the corners of my lips. Seeing that I'd made up my mind, Anja pulled me into a tight, comforting hug. "I guess you're only letting go because you're totally broken, but maybe forgetting is a good thing. You can start fresh. "You're brilliant, and there are plenty of good wolves available for you. That jerk should rot!" I softly replied and glanced toward the parking lot's far end. Beamon's car was rocking, and anyone could tell what was happening inside.