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Daisy takes out the available blankets and pillows in the boat and spreads them for Iris lying down on. Daisy also lays down, and wants to take a nap again. But before she ties a string two people’s wrists together. Avoiding bad situations. She wanted to see herself in that dream last night. Why does it repeat so many times and she can’t remember anything as soon as she wakes up. Too weird.

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I started, “was a young wolf named Sylvia. On the night of my eighteenth birthday, during the mating festival, I was sure he was the one. But as soon as the ceremony began, he rejected me, publicly, in front of the entire pack.” They listened with a sympathetic expression, I continued, my voice trembling with the memories. “I thought I'd never recover from that rejection, but a few months later, I met my second mate, Lucas. He was charming, and for a while, everything felt perfect. We mated, and I thought I'd found happiness again. But after six months, I caught her with another woman. He confessed that he'd been seeing her before me, so I was the 'other woman. He chose her over me and rejec

Instead, I crawled to my straw bed near the grimy iron bars, burying my head in my makeshift pillow, unable to halt the flow of tears. The memory of the burning envelope haunted me, a cruel reminder of my lost opportunity to discover the truth about my parents, my past slipping away like smoke. "Aurora, are you alright?" a familiar voice inquired, accompanied by a comforting hand on my back. I brushed off the hand, not bothering to see who it belonged to, and squeezed my eyes shut. *** A lash of a whip struck my back, jolting me awake. The pain coursed through me, and I groaned, struggling to open my eyes. My dream had been of a twin. He looked like me, chestnut brown hair and all.

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And without another glance, she turns on her heel and walks away, her posture rigid and disciplined. Dante shoots me a look, and we both stifle a laugh. “Bet her wolf’s more Chihuahua than wolf,” he mutters as he scoots closer to the screen. He taps at the keyboard, enters Redmoon, and waits for the system. A moment later, a small queue of recorded footage floods onto the monitor. Dante clicks through folders, dates, times, until he lands on today’s recordings. He begins rewinding the feed. “Can you make this any slower?” I ask, squinting at the poor resolution. The camera’s grainy, figures are smudged shadows; faces unrecognizable.

His cock rubbed my butt, I didn't hesitate, I moved my waist, rubbing my ass on his Cock. He stopped and positioned himself between my entrance, my juice dripped down my pussy to my legs in anticipation of his cock.

"First, we fortify our defenses. Double the security, reinforce the weak spots. We can’t afford any more slip-ups. Then, we go on the offensive. If Zane wants a war, he’ll get one. But we’ll be the ones calling the shots." I felt a surge of determination. Zane might have taken Tiana back, but he hadn’t won yet. This was far from over. As I stared at the flickering screen, the images of Zane’s fierce assault replaying in a loop, I made a silent vow. I would not let Zane destroy me. I had come too far, fought too hard, and I wasn’t about to let it all be for nothing.

She needed to find the text files of The Billionaire’s Constraint. The browser window opened with a flash but it didn't load her dashboard. The screen instantly turned a brilliant , blinding blue, like the vertical glass pods in the subterranean matrix. The standard mouse cursor vanished, replaced by a horizontal ticker tape of black text. CHRONOS_REWRITE_SYSTEM: RETRIEVING ARCHIVED DATA FOR VANCE_E... WARNING: SUBJECT IS CURRENTLY RETAINING IN EXCEPTION STATE... DELETION UNIT 01 EN ROUTE TO MAINLAND SECTOR...