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She said in her familiar hispanic accent. "What is an Astral Quest and why am I just now hearing about it???" He asked in an aggravated tone. "It's a bit shrouded in mystery since people tend to have a variety of experiences. What we do know is, once your Reborn the System sends you to some sort of nonphysical realm once you fall asleep, often described as dreamlike or unreal." "What's the purpose?" He asked Prof. Callista.

Oriel's voice chimed across the room making everyone look towards the voice it came from. “No… I was about to say. I don't give a damn about when she returns,” Chris lied. The dynamics of these duo friendships? It's always blurry. Never for once would they be in a space and not try breathing down each other's neck. Liza involuntarily kept stealing a glance at Rena and then her hands. I know most no-shifter wolves don't mind-link. But Rena is different. The way I was able to find him in the first place was because he had mind-linked me.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND GORE (DISMEMBERMENT, FEEDING). As Cruella's bones kept changing positions making her vulnerable, the girls thought of it as an opportunity to run but Maeve saw it as an opportunity to get revenge. She was frightened by Cruella's sudden strength but now that she was going through whatever this is, she wanted to teach her a lesson. “Come on Maeve, let's get out of here.” One of her minions said. It's obvious the girl was fucking scared but Maeve cared less.

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It was that of 2018. She stumbled, perplexed. She slapped herself across the face. "Ah!" She felt the pain. It was real. She really wasn't dreaming. Then what was going on? Wait… she was reborn? 2018. That was a year ago. Her incredulousness slowly transformed into happiness. She had been given another chance. Another chance to make things right. She was as happy as a lark, and she began to laugh out loud. There was a harsh knock on her door.

His assistant quickly said, "I don't know about Ms. Roberts, but I know Mrs. Smith. She would never do something like that." I felt a lump in my throat as I fought back tears. Even Ean's assistant was defending me. Did Ean really know me? Ean shook his head, his expression conflicted. "No way. Helen is kind-hearted. She would never do such a thing." "But..." "No buts!" Ean's voice cut through the air like a knife. His assistant halted mid-step, his eyes darting to Ean's stern expression. He clenched his fists by his sides, a fleeting look of frustration crossing his face before he managed to mask it.