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Bring your ass and debit card down here. Okay. I'll be there in 10 minutes. I dropped the call. I needed to go out. I have been thinking hard about this marriage arrangement with an unknown woman!! I left the office and joined my friends. We drove to a small and classic restaurant in New York. A waitress walked shakingly to our table. She came to take our order. Hmm, I recognize this face!!! I whispered to myself. After trying to recall where exactly I met the pretty and innocently looking waitress, Ah Ah, a smile formed on my lips.

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Ignoring the filth, he reached into the pile of ash, still warm with residual magic, and dug frantically. His claws were stained black with charcoal, his nail beds filled with soot. Finally, he dug out a corner of a fragment that hadn't completely burned. It was the corner of a yellowed parchment. It showed only half of his young profile—back when he had just presented as an Alpha. His eyes were clear, looking at someone outside the frame. There was also half a page of a charred vow. The handwriting was blurred by fire, but the last sentence was faintly legible:

In these three days that I was burying myself in books, I haven’t noticed the capital how strange it is. I didn’t pay attention to it because I was focusing on my brother’s matter. In the third day, I asked Edward to take a stroll in the city. At first sight, you think that it is a village. I don't know why, but it seemed a little small from far away. There is a big wall surrounding it, a stupendous unalterable fence. It's solid and apparently impenetrable, when you get closer to it, there are some weird writings ; I can read this language, it’s an ancient language that few people knows. It says something about making objects or living being smaller in size. I came down from the carriage, Ed

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Elara Hart is the Infernal Pack’s omega, the girl everyone pushes around and the laughingstock of a pack that has never shown her an ounce of respect. For years, she has been hopelessly in love with Kevin Blackwood, the District Alpha’s son and the boy she’s given her all since childhood.On the night of Kevin’s initiation as the new District Alpha, Elara expects her life to finally change. Instead, it shatters.Standing before the entire pack, Kevin announces Mira Clark as his mate. As cameras flash and laughter erupts around her, Elara watches the last pieces of her dignity crumble. Humiliated, rejected, and betrayed, she finally realizes a painful truth:She has spent her entire life begging