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“I heard the crunching of bones and her sobs as I raced to the room to stop him. I was of age, and I wouldn’t allow him to beat my mother any longer. It was a full moon and I would challenge him. I would save the woman who had given me everything. “I got there just in time to watch as he snapped her neck and dropped her body to the ground like she was nothing. The last thing I saw before everything went black was the look of joy in his eyes as he stared at her corpse.” I stared at his beautiful face as the tears streaked his cheeks. “Then Raze?” The words were barely more than a whisper. “Then Raze became alpha and brought me along with him.” He let out a shaking breath. I hugged him around

I didn't need this shit so early in the morning. "Mm... you seen the little Blossom yet?" Tyler laughed. Fuck sake. Blossom was a girl from the Blood Moon pack, her father was their former Alpha and her brother had taken over 4 years ago when he was 21. She was small, and sweet. Her hair was always tied up in a ribbon and she was always reading... or doing work. She never really spoke to anyone. I'd only ever seen her with two people. And I had to admit, I'd had a crush on her as soon as I'd laid eyes on her. But I always felt guilty in the back of my head.

“Her father is an Alpha of one of the alliances' packs. And she is delusional, thinking that by spreading her legs, Alpha will take her as his Luna.” “A girl can dream. She’s beautiful.” It was painfully difficult to admit, but Everlee was a catch. “They could be perfect for ruling the pack together with cute little cubs running around the pack house, and it’s a good strategy for a strong alliance.” “Well, look at you.” Kindra smiled. “You’re already talking politics.”

He hummed at a frequency that matched the incoming needles, and as they hit his aura, they didn't explode—they simply ceased to be solid, passing through him like ghosts. "Jade, the core!" Caspian shouted mentally. "I'll hold the grid! You have to overwrite the Command Sequence with the Phoenix code!" Jade dived. She wasn't flying toward a machine; she was flying into a mind. As she touched the central processor of the Aegis Prime, she felt the Original’s consciousness surge into her—a cold, oily tide of violet logic. “You belong to me, Jade,” the Original whispered. “I am the one who remembers the smell of your hair. I am the one who dreamed of this face before you were ever born.”

Not a bloody chance. Then my two secret favorites. Tristan and Priam. They were twins! Where Tristan's hair was the color of steel, Prism's hair was pearly white. That was the only difference between the two. They both had violet beautiful eyes and they often smiled at me, together. They moved like each other's shadow. Spoke in unison. Did everything together. Everything. Morpheus joked a lot about them finding their mates and probably bedding them in the same room. They always snarled in unison every time he said that. They were a lively set. Except Zephyros who never smiled or spoke unless asked an important question. Even I found myself smiling at them. How could he not?

Now her hair fell a little more under her shoulders, framing her face. “Do you have some free time?” I asked him directly. “I have nothing to do here, Sienna,” she mocked. “Well, then you can join me here,” I said. I have a couple of hours before the meeting begins. Her eyes lit up when I said that, making me feel guilty for all the time I kept her away from me. I was going to compensate her. “You can go if you want, Miguel,” Primrose whispered. He nodded, showing himself happily for her. Oh, Miguel was really in love with Primrose. He did not even have an interest in her mate. He only has his eyes for her.

He likes dressing for comfort, but the times he does dress up nice are the times when it's right to squeal. Primrose Nero: Golden blond hair that goes down to mid-waist, blue eyes. She likes to poke at people and seems to always be after those she is talking to, pointing out their flaws or things she has heard. She likes to keep her siblings close and she's rather proud, but she does have a sweet side for people other than her siblings during certain occasions. After you get past her wall, she normally can be very loving and helpful. She doesn't wish ill on others, and she doesn't hate the Rosario family. She can be competitive however. When it comes to fledglings, she did lose one (he was m

There was an 'a' and what looked like an 'e' and I also saw an 'n'. "Do you know the story of Lykaeon," he asked. I found myself frozen, staring at the mark. It spelled Aeon. "Aeon was one of the first prime wolves until he fell in love with the elven princess. An elven princess…that looks…just…like…you. Which means…" "It means he awakened the second we met," I finished in realisation. I rushed towards the bathroom door. I pushed it open and he was gone. "Parys, run!"

He was gentle with me, way more than Ellie, so he is like a father to me, but Ellie always fought with him when she saw him being gentle with me, saying that if father discovered this he would be pissed, that I needed to train and not to be spoiled. My book of destiny is blood-red with golden details, black pages with the letters in white and the title is my name, "Evie", like every other book of destiny. It's the story of a cold-hearted crown prince called Davey Hadassah with a dark past and the sweet-hearted Grand Duke's daughter called Lexie White with a lovely family and a good childhood. A differential thing about my book of destiny and the books of destiny' of other Immortals, it's the

Instead, I wore a robe of brilliant silver-white, the attire of a princess of the White Wolf royalty. I slowly walked up the stone platform, not even sparing Alexander a glance as I stopped. His expression was tight. "What are you doing, Ivy?" I looked up, my voice ringing clear across the entire square as I said, "I refuse to recognize Lucas Gowling as the successor of the Graystone pack."