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This was what I wanted, to be acknowledged as Lucy, and yet I couldn’t stomach it now that he was doing it. I don't want to talk about her anymore. I lifted my chin up at him. “Are you happy?” The random question caught him off-guard. He blinked, his dark eyes curious at the sudden shift in my mood. Then, just like a snap of a finger, his expression closed-off. “I have you,” he said, as though that explained everything. “That’s all that mattered.” A pink camellia abruptly blocked my line of sight. Dante was holding it out to me. He must have plucked one earlier without my notice. I took it, bringing it to my nose. I didn’t pick up any distinct smell from it which disappointed me.

I assured her. She gave a slight nod. "What are the ingredients?" She asked. "A white flower during the full blue moon and a sage during the red moon," I replied. She nodded. "I can't wait for you to unlock your wolf," she said. I smiled. "Me too," Olivia's POV Somewhere in my heart, I still felt a twinge of guilt. I was responsible for this and seeing the way he smiled at me and loved me the more, I knew I had to make it up to him so he would know how sorry I am.

I hear a female voice through the intercom. “Rebecca Corvino?” I ask shyly. “Yes? Who is this?” The woman asks. “It’s Olivia... Corvino...” I reply. The building main door opens. “Come on in, Olivia. 11th floor,” The woman says. I step inside the building and walk to the elevator. My hands are shaking as I press the button. Once I reach the 11th floor I walk to the apartment 112. Rebecca is already waiting for me under the doorframe. I recognize her immediately, she has the same eyes as Stefan. She is so pretty and tall, like an elf, her blonde hair sparkles. She smiles at me with the same kindness as Agatha and embraces me effusively.

How can others think that the credit is all from her husband? It's really puzzling. There was no displeasure in Ethan's eye. He nodded humbly one by one at commander Chester's request, just like a good young man with self-restraint and politeness. Twilight is coming. At the foot of the mountain. Lily and Alex are tied together. Lily looks up at the stars in the sky with tears in her eyes. "Alex, are we going to die?" "No, Lily, believe me, someone will come to save us."

His skin was hot against mine, his hips rolling in perfect rhythm, hitting that spot that made my toes curl. “You feel like heaven,” he groaned. “You were made for me.” His mouth found my neck, lips brushing the spot where he bit me. Left his mark on me for all to see. “Olivia,” he whispered. “Let me have your bite.” I froze. My heart slammed against my ribs, my body still trembling with need, but my mind suddenly clouded. He noticed immediately. He stilled inside me, lifting his head to meet my eyes. “I'm not ready,” I whispered. “Not yet. I’m sorry.”

behind. We almost made it, together... Almost... But now, the darkness of the blazing fire below us, had claim her. The darkness of the blazing fire below us, had claim Olivia soul's this day. ━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━━━━━ T O B E C O N T I N U E D...

I stopped breathing. It was a freaking cover of Justin Timberlake 's What Goes Around . Why did they choose this one? Why the hell? At the next part, Ollie finally opened his chocolate eyes, which held countless secrets, and looked directly at me. "I don't want to think about it, I don't want to talk about it. It makes me sick. I can't believe it ends like this. It's confusing me, I feel sadness around me. I can not live without you. Say, is that fair?"

"Darling, are you alright?" Gabriel's face was etched with worry, as if he was truly afraid Raphael might hurt me. I pushed his hand away and said coldly, "Don't touch me and don't call me darling. It makes me sick!" Gabriel turned his head, his dark fringe veiling the vulnerability in his gaze. "Don't push me away. I love you!" He spun around to face Raphael, keeping me safe behind him, and snapped at Raphael. "What's your deal, Raphael? Lucia's pregnant, yet you still came after Pheebs."

“What do you mean?” As soon as he finished speaking, we heard the sound of police sirens. The sirens got louder and closer. Xylo began to panic. I showed him the video of him using human blood to water the tree. He stared in disbelief but still would not let go of the tree. He clung to it tightly. He suddenly thought of an excuse and tried to explain himself. “That’s not human blood. It’s chicken blood.” Seeing things getting worse, he softened and begged, “Olivia, please, don’t demolish it. Locust is here. Don’t cut her down!”

They all freeze, Olivia staring at the ceiling as she calls out to a higher power. “Please, moon goddess, please!” Her face is pink, her voice is cracked, and her body trembles in the upmost pain as she trembles in despair and sorrow. “Take me back, instead! Please, just take me back instead! Give him my second chance! Please, moon goddess, please, take me back instead! I don’t want this second chance if it means losing him!” The reaction through the three wolves in the hallway is mixed between confusion, sympathy, and reaffirming wonderment that the Queen Luna, the wolf in that room crying over the body of a poor, sick wolf, maybe isn’t who she appears to be.