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Her eyes, which had once looked at him with nothing but tenderness, were closed tight, completely devoid of life. "S-Stella? Stella!" Samuel's mind instantly went completely blank. He then, with a trembling hand, reached out to check for her breath, but there was nothing. He backed away in sheer panic, but his foot struck an envelope on the coffee table. He then noticed the words written on the envelope. "To Samuel Hudson." He opened the letter with trembling hands and skimmed through it. He noticed the terms like "one-billion-dollar cash reward", "traded points to heal your legs", and "cheating results in immediate death" in the letter.

I was thinking that how he knew about red letter. " Yes it is important for me? can you please tell me where is it. " " yes sure! I have the red letter I took it from your bag. " " But why ? why you do that? " " Because I want some kind of deal. " " Deal? what kind of deal I don't get your point. Tell me what you want ? why you get it out. " " DEAL ! wait a minute I will tell you everything. " My heart was beating fast that I could not figure out what he was actually trying to do? what kind of deal he wants? he went to the drawing room and sit over the sofa, he was looking relaxed, his attitude was changed.

He sneers, his voice dripping with mockery. I retrieve the promise letter he wrote for me the night before his coronation. I had kept it in my safe box for twenty-five years which I only retrieved earlier after I heard the rumours of him making Rylan king. I unwrap the parchment paper and hold it up. “This is a promise letter bearing the Alpha's seal,” I say, my voice echoes through. “In this letter you promised….”

Inside, I shut the door and bolt it. My desk is neat. Ink, quills, ledgers. A few letters, tied with string. One, singed at the edges where I burned the seal, lies separate. A common problem needs a common solution, the letter said. Weak leadership breeds chaos. Men like us know what order costs. When the time comes, there will be hands ready to help you pay the price. The Redmaw Alpha plays at diplomacy now, sending words instead of blades. They offer me aid, not for my sake, for theirs.

I only noticed it because the drawer seemed shallower than it should be. I pressed on the wood, searching for a mechanism, and finally found a small catch that released with a soft click. The false bottom lifted, revealing a small stack of letters tied with red ribbon. Red. Redmoon's color. My heart hammered as I carefully untied the ribbon and unfolded the first letter. Luna Clara, Your reports continue to be satisfactory. Evergreen's productivity remains stable. Continue monitoring Alpha Edmund for any signs of rebellion. If he becomes problematic, eliminate him and report it as an accident.

The money I had made from the trade. I received a letter with a blackblood elder stamp on it. Such letters usually did not come with good tidings. Struggling to control my heart beat as I tore open the envelope, The word steed boldly at me, _'You are being summoned by Elder Reed for a breach of contract. Time: 1pm today. Defaulting invitation attracts extra penalties.'_ "What has this not wit done this time, I cursed under my breath." Throwing on a plain shirt and trousers, I intended to look as humble as possible. Maybe the punishment would be lighter.

My fingers hovered over the quill, shaking, while I figure out the words to say. To the Redmoon Circle, To whomever remains who still remembers me, This letter is not a betrayal, but a plea. I do not ask for trust, only for a moment. A chance to speak, to explain, to prevent more blood from being spilled in the name of war. If there is still any sense of loyalty between us, meet me beneath the old stone bridge at moonrise three nights from now. Alone. Lyra I didn’t sign it with any title. I didn’t dare. The words were both a risk and a prayer, and deep down, I had no idea how all of this was going to play out.

"What in hell?" My curiosity piqued, and I noticed a small envelope nestled in the box. "There's a letter," I said, retrieving it from the gift box. I unfolded the letter and began to read it aloud. To Mr. Raven Reeves, Merry Christmas! Please, loosen some of that tension in your muscles—we can’t have our main client losing interest in paying Mrs. Hyacinth Reeves’ fees. Just kidding, boss. We are truly delighted to be working with your wife as our primary client. Wishing you both a wonderful holiday season and all the best in the coming year.

She stared at the blank email draft for a long time, her fingers trembling above the keyboard. Finally, she began to type: > Subject: Resignation Letter Dear Mr. Reed, It is with a heavy heart that I formally resign from my position at Reed Corporation, effective immediately. Recent events have made it clear that my continued presence at the company may bring unwanted attention and distraction, not only to myself but to the organization as a whole. I believe this decision is the best step for both sides. I am deeply grateful for the opportunities and experiences I’ve had under your leadership. Please extend my gratitude to the team.

She asks. “He’s the Beta of Pale Moon Pack. He helped me escape from Dawson when things were.. bad.” I say. She hands the letter over to me. He wrote my pack a letter, why? The letter says that he helped Mason and Lily escape. It also says Dawson is obsessed with getting me back, and that he’s taking all of his soldiers to Cedar Creek. I feel the blood drain from my face as I re-read the final words of the letter. I look up at Shepard, he can tell something’s wrong, but I can’t find the words to say anything other than.