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Rhea introduced herself. "And the last but not the least! My name is Jordan! Aka Summer's most gorgeous friend ever! But you can call me Jor or Dan for short! Maybe we can be friends so that I can teach you sense of—ouch!" He didn't finished his speech because Rhea smacked the back of his head. Greka raised an eyebrow at him and her attention went back on me. 'can I kill him?' she mouthed and I glared at her.

I turned off my phone and cried all the way home. I went straight to the refrigerator to grab my wine. I needed to calm my nerves. I pulled out my phone, turned it on, and called Kita. "Hey , girl what's up? I'm kind of in the middle of some." She answered the phone out of breath. "Nothing, just call me back when you get time."

She quickly pushed Jerry aside who looked disappointed, he scoffed sadly folding his hands. Erica bent over slowly since her baby bump was larger now. Their was a pile of human skeletons, she saw a little light beeping from them. She reached in between the skeletons shutting her eyes and grabbing what was there. She stood up moving away quickly from the skeletons. It was a phone. Her eyes lit up at once. "A phone..." she said in excitement. Jerry's eyes widened "a phone? How?" Erica ignored him and tried dailing Jerry's number but it wouldn't connect, the phone battery was very low.

The Vampire stone's voice sounded most devilish and I began to live hysterically like a crazed being. "Yes..." I growled, salivating at the blood coursing through their agitated bodies. "I want to see them suffer..." I whispered. "I want their tears, their screams to fill my eardrums. I want blood. I WANT BLOOD!" I screamed causing the ground to quake in response. "Inxeria Aplus Cerebus!!" I commanded a spell as I raised my left arm mid air. The clouds roared mightily with thunder as red lightning roasted at least half of my members.

Myra decided to change her clothes before joining the lunch. After taking shower she looked at herself in the mirror. A 22 year old girl's reflection got reflected. A girl with 5 feet 11 inch height, ocean blue eyes, golden brown hair, perfect jawline and slim but masculine figure. People used to tell her that she is the mini version of Minerva. Myra sometimes thought in her mind, she really has very few features from her father Rana Pratap. Maybe only a bit of face cutting she has got. She wore a half sleeve t-shirt, with a black skinny jeans.

And it took everything inside me not to turn beetroot. But all my effort not to embarrass myself flew out of the window when I took in his appearance. His jet black hair damps and sticks his forehead. A grey towel hung loosely around his waistline giving a view of his toned torso. Did he forget to get dressed, or was he feeling lazy? "Why-y ar-are you-u naked?" Words left my mouth and not to forget I shuttered and made a fool of myself. He chuckled at my shocked expression. "I am not naked," He said matter of fact.

"Not of sex. Of the vulnerability it requires. Of being completely exposed to you when there's no structure to hide behind." "That's the whole point," Eli said. He was naked, unselfconscious, completely comfortable in his own skin in a way I still envied. "The vulnerability is what makes it real. That's what makes this matter." He came to me and took my face in his hands. "I love you," he said. "All of you. The scared parts and the controlled parts and the desperate parts. I'm choosing all of it." "I love you too," I said. "And I'm choosing to stop calculating how much of myself I can afford to risk."

I didn’t want to go, X-rays meant records but June insisted as I didn’t have my wolf yet so my healing was still slow. Two hours later she is stood in front of me in an examination room with Dr Woods, the only doctor in the whole place I trust as much as June. Dr Woods looks just as pissed as June. “Nova, you have a fractured rib, a broken nose and a crack on your cheekbone” he stated matter of factly trying to keep his anger under control.

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

He blinked and his eyes showered his cheeks. " Give me water, " Ace head snaps towards the voice, Asher stands beside the fridge that he can't reach. He looks towards where Oren was standing. Where did he go? " Why are you crying?" Asher asks and looks at Ace, who was trying to wipe all of his tears. " onions, " Ace says and Asher shrugs and points at the fridge. " I want water, " He says again. Ace gets the bottle out of the fridge and pour a glass for him.