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Despite the facade of domesticity, Sarah couldn't shake the feeling of being a puppet in Zakariah's twisted game of control. After breakfast, her daily routine consisted of menial tasks—cleaning, tidying, and tending to the needs of their shared living space. It was a far cry from the life she had once known, where she had been a respected doctor, striving for excellence and advancement in her career with each passing day. Now, her world revolved around satisfying Zakariah's demands, both domestic and carnal. With each passing moment, she felt the weight of his possession bearing down on her, a constant reminder of her status as his personal plaything.

I remember whispers about her falling ill but didn’t understand how horrifically sick she’d really been until now. Sarah is a Mystic. She’s different. It takes so much more energy to heal her. Healing her sucked my powers dry, and I feel… shockingly empty right now. It was like running a marathon and then getting hit by a bus, but she’s alive, and so are her twins.

Mike, Renz, and Stevan take Milla and her grandmother to their house. Laura shook her head. "I have some things to attend to, Sarah. I'm sorry." She left and Sarah started crying. Why doesn't she want to tell the contents of that book that the enemy can use against her son? "Sarah..." "Tell me what you know, please, Sorin." Sorin watched her for a long time, then sighed. "I'll tell you what comes after what you just read."

hello all I just want to inform you that I by mistake got two new chapters mixed up with each other. and added chapter 20 before chapter 19. I fixed this and am only waiting for the editor to accept the changes. I apologize for the confusion also I read in some comments there was a bit of confusion about Aiden. for those who read the first book "the king and the rejected she-wolf" a while back you would know Aiden as the boy Kai that Mack adopted.

I clenched my jaw, my boots echoing down the stone corridor as I tried to keep the anger from spilling out of place. As I walked, my ears picked up on the whispers of the maids that was on going. “Ma Sarah slapped so hard.” “Are you sure she's her blood sister?” “I mean, I doubt if they are related. The way Ma Sarah treats her, no real sister does that to her sister.” “They came from the blue Moon pack and over there, I heard Maya killed someone.” Their gasps weren't as quiet as they thought, I had heard the topic of their gossip but I leaned in for more, my curiosity grew. It yearned to be satisfied.

“There are cracks in every spell.” Mia’s lips curled. “Then break them.” Sarah smiled. “For a price.” Mia smirked. “Anything.” The High Priestess’s eyes darkened. “Then let’s begin.” Zara's pov I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to find peace. Even with my memories back, something felt… off. Like something was slipping through my fingers. I sat up, rubbing my temples. The room was dark, the night air cool against my skin. Then I felt it.

**TW: sexual abuse Maia POV Somehow I had thought that this place would have simply been swallowed up by time, ceasing to exist in all realms except my memory, however as I looked around at the plywood walls and stained, crusty carpet that sat beneath the fold-out bed I was currently chained to, I realised it had been wishful thinking.

The lies. The grief. All of it. Then Maya ruined the moment. Again. “Oh my God.” I groaned immediately. “What now?” She pointed between us. “The eye thing.” “The eye thing?” “The thing where you stare at each other and forget the rest of humanity exists.” My face immediately heated up. Across from me, Sarah burst out laughing. Even James looked amused. Traitor. Every single one of them. For the first time all day, genuine laughter filled the bookstore again. And even though the storm was still coming…

"We take protective orders seriously here. And between you and me? The whole department knows your story. You've got a small army looking out for you." Maya's breathing slowly steadied. She thought about the woman she'd been in chapter one—terrified, isolated, convinced she had to face everything alone. Then she looked around the inn Eleanor had left her, at the people who'd become her family, at the life she'd rebuilt from nothing. "Thank you for telling me," she said to Sarah. "I appreciate the heads up." After Sarah left, Maya returned to the kitchen. The bread had risen perfectly, golden and fragrant. She pulled it from the oven with steady hands.

She simply just one day, woke up at the sound of the sweet tune of the violin and since then, found her way around the world for years looking for this particular sound that moves her core as if telling her to find it. And when she almost did, her soul was sucked into Sian’s body and there, started her new beginning. It was safe to say that she owes Sian (original) her life so she would do anything to take revenge on Khloe. TBC Maple Writes Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.