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"I should ask you that." Letting a chuckle slip out, he cheekily retorts,"Well, I'm not the one that'll have to regularly deal with your.... interesting harem. They're quite the bunch." I find truth in his words. I haven't seen anyone like them before. At all. Sure, the twins were a little problematic, Atlas more so than Arsenio. And Reed's hard exterior that was hard to break through. Adding Zyneth's innocence. They were one hell of a mix.

I feel a powerful surge of energy coursing through me, and I realize that Liam is using his powers again. Yes-yes-yes! The ground beneath our feet begins to tremble, and I see vines and roots start to grow from the earth, wrapping themselves around the zombie dragon’s legs. It roars and flails, but the vines hold it tight, and Liam and I seize the opportunity to strike back. With a final, coordinated effort, we both lunge forward with all our might, plunging our claws deep into the zombie dragon’s heart. It shrieks in agony, thrashing wildly, but it’s too late. Liam and I have dealt the killing blow.

The faint scent of polished wood and flowers wrapped around me, familiar in the most unbearable way. Nothing had changed. It was the exact same as my past life. The clear distinction was the luxurious decoration hanging effortlessly. Bows and tables were arranged perfectly for the guests to utilize. Even the maids were occupied, trimming and ornamenting every part in utmost detail. I swallowed hard, instantly bowing my head down. Oh no, what if they recognized me? Wait. No. I wasn’t Lucy Hawthorne anymore. I am Lucy Hale, the manager of Veloura Atelier.

My phone buzzed on the counter. The class W******p group. They must be trolling someone. I picked it up to see who. It must be an unfortunate omega. I was ready to have a good laugh. I tapped on the video and I froze. I stared at it for a moment. Something in Zee went very still. The footage was grainy. Shot through what looked like a gap in a locker room door, the angle low and slightly tilted. At the bottom of the screen: “forwarded 400 times.”

Glowera town of Archendia country was close to the capital, Nightingale city. Because of that it had grown beyond limits. Taverns, inns, and marketplaces kept appearing one after another, making the town lively and crowded. When Victoria opened her eyes, her body trembled as the memory of pain rushed back to her. Her hand moved to her stomach at once, searching for the deep cut. But it was not there, as if it had never existed in the first place.

“Hae Rhoda,” Alaine greeted the lady behind the desk when they walked into the spa. The woman who was busy typing on the keyboard lifted her head. When she saw Alaine, a smile appeared on her face. “Hae Alaine. Weren’t you here a few days ago?” “I brought my daughter today,” Alaine said. Rhoda nodded as they were used to seeing Eve every week. She looked around and couldn’t see Eve. She turned to Alaine with a confused gaze. “Where is she?”

Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins. One raw, guttural scream tore out of me, and then the sound of a baby crying filled the room. On my phone, the screen was still frozen on one last image. Jasper and Fiona were locked in a kiss beneath the Aurelian Tower. I held my crying son and let the tears fall without stopping.

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Chapter 79: Aftermath of Romance Hana stirred awake, the soreness in her body reminding her of the intensity of the night before. She shifted slightly, careful not to wake Jarrel, who was still asleep beside her. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Hana’s gaze drifted to the sheets, noticing a small spot of blood. It was a stark reminder of what she had given to him—a piece of herself that no one had ever touched before.