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he nibbled her ear lobes slightly and boom, Sarah is his puppet now. Shadows danced behind the sheer curtains. Moans filled the space. The temperature and humidity hiked in Mike’s room. His lips roamed as their wish, taking in her sweet taste. For a second, she was at the bottom, then she is flipped to his top. Her best effort to not retreat is clinging to his arms. “Sarah...” he moaned into her neck, squeezing her butt tight. She dares to wear a silken black shirt, a black lace pantie and a matching black bra that is peeping at the edge of her half unbuttoned shirt.

He said and my eye widened. “Sarah was eighteen when she stupidly had sex with her then-boyfriend and got pregnant. They loved each other. Sarah and her boyfriend, Cameron, were driving back home one night after he took her out for dinner. She was eight months pregnant at that time. But a speeding truck made its way and their car was crushed. Cameron died instantly but Sarah survived. The paramedics immediately rushed her to the hospital and Olivia was born prematurely due to the accident.” He said, looking at me. Now it makes sense why she has the same eyes as Aeden. Sarah has them too.

“Evan! I was wrong about you! “Tyler has no grudges against you, yet you’re beating him like you want him dead. You’re going to pay for this today!” Without a moment’s hesitation, she grabbed a heavy rod from the side and swung it down hard against my body. Smack! Smack! Smack! The specially-made rod carried a punishing weight. Within moments, I could feel warm blood soaking through my clothes. Rosie stood to the side, watching coldly as the strikes rained down. At one point, the pain was too much, and I blacked out—only to be jolted awake by a bucket of icy water being dumped over my head.

I was hoping Teddy could catch up to the sons of bitches that caused this devastation and I linked my last platoon of wolves to follow along with the bikers. “Now, where were we?” I asked as I turned back to Mike and Tiffany. Sarah was standing in between the two, looking like the Norse goddess Freya. Her red hair was frizzled and glowing in the light as the blood splattered against her looked like war paint. She grinned at me and kicked Mike in the side, making the scumbag scream. Goddess I am in love… I grinned at my bride and stalked closer, intent on getting any information the two might have.

Bellatrix blinked once, twice, then with a frown, she tilted her head to the side. "And, who are you?" The girl didn't falter, didn't miss a beat as she flashed her a grin. "I'm Damien's girlfriend. Sarah. You can call me Sarah. It's nice to meet you, Ms. Astrix." At her words, the temperature around them dropped. There was a pregnant pause as Bellatrix stared at her, then at Damien. "Girlfriend," she echoed, her voice low, her gaze cold. "I didn't know a man such as yourself had a girlfriend, Damien–"

Sarah woke up very early in the morning because she had been disturbed all night. Her blackmailer kept tormenting her. She ordered the marina to prepare her bath, and she had a hot bath. After a while, she was done and dressed in black sweatpants and a black hoodie. She packed her hair in a messy bun. Marina looked at Sarah’s reflection in the mirror, and she let out a sly smile. She knew that she had been tormenting her, and she overheard all of her recoding of tracking her.

“Sarah is one of my finest weapons. She was a nurse in the human form before she discovered she was from the lineage of the witches. She was trying to investigate her background when she came across this mysterious man (well, me), who bit her neck and made her into a half-breed vampire. She heals slower than I can, but she sees into the future. She can't cast a spell, but she can elegantly walk around in broad daylight. She has been with me ever since, and even when things went south at some point, she was there. She was so supportive and loyal to me, and I don't ever want to lose her, making me subconsciously give her anything she wants, as long as it is within my reach!

He asked. “My mother. If she was bitter when she was a werewolf and turned into a vampire, what does that make her?” I asked. “What do you mean?” Aria asked. And I looked up at them both. “Is she a full vampire or a half breed? I mean, werewolves aren’t that easy to kill.” I said. “Shit. I never thought of that.” Aria said. “Are you saying that she might be able to walk in the daylight?” Lucas asked.

“I want you to take care of somebody for me… completely. Just like you did with that Allen’s little boy, years ago.” He glared at me, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Don’t ever bring that up! I did that for you… you selfish prick.” I lowered my gaze. This wasn't the right time to get upset. “I'm sorry. But I need your help again.” His stance softened as he sighed. “Who is she?” “Sarah… Sarah Wilson… she is one of the council of elders. And also engaged to Lucas Nightshade.” He spat on the ground in disgust. “Bunch of old fools. What has she done to you?”

The world around her was still, the result of a spell of silence. Sarah stormed into the library, throwing a book of her own. It was odd to see her daughter behaving in such a manner, doubly so to see her rant but not hear it. Elizabeth finished transcribing her current page and set her quill down. Stoppering the vial of human blood she had been writing with, she snapped her fingers, breaking the spell. "-and to top it all of, some asshole hacked our website and my profile picture is a giant dick!" Sarah kicked the book, launching it across the room. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"