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Her eyes flickered back to the first aid kit still open on the table, a small smile tugging at her lips. He had let her take care of him. That meant something. The sound of the shower stopped. Mona's heart did a small, unnecessary jump. A few seconds later, the bathroom door opened. And there he was. Kane stepped out, a towel slung low around his waist, his hair damp, droplets of water tracing slow paths down his chest. The harshness from earlier had softened slightly, but the intensity hadn't gone anywhere. It never did. Mona blinked once.

she said and I laughed suddenly. “I’m not going to die. Get the first aid kit in the bathroom,” I said. She ran up the stairs and I sighed. She returned a few minutes later, stopping short when she saw Andrew Douglas lying on the floor with his eyes open, his head surrounded by a pool of his own blood and brain matter.

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 2 "𝐴 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑..... 𝐴 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑚𝑎𝑛..... 𝐴 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘..." Katherine That organ in my body that pumps blood and keeps my whole blood warm somersaulted and I took a step back. Alexander Tyrone leaned on the door in all his glory.

Not even one, so knowing that an Alpha was looking out for me was too much for me and I couldn't quite take it. My eyes returned to the black witch in front of me when she spoke again. "As I said, we've been looking for you for months, it started when the intoxicating fragrance of Moon Drip once reached Alpha Baristo. He immediately ordered his wolves to find where it came from but we were disappointed because the smell suddenly disappeared. But Alpha Baristo was so persistent, so he mobilized even us witches to help in the search. And we were not mistaken that we could find you here. The Cohen who possesses the Moon Drip— the sacred power of the blue moon."

I always followed. He stood on the small back porch, took one long drag, but didn't exhale right away. He just held the smoke in, shoulders tense. I stepped closer and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind, resting my forehead against the solid line of his back. He flinched at the contact but didn't pull away. After a moment, he exhaled with a visible tremor. "I love you," I whispered. He heard it as clearly as if I had yelled it at the top of my lungs.

"You can't even handle a little touch without falling apart, and you expect me to believe you're a hardened operative? You're nothing, Selena. Just a pathetic little slut who was stupid enough to walk into the lion's den." "Ah... ahh... yes... I'm your slut... I'm nobody, please... ahhh!" she sobbed and whimpered all at once, her voice pitching high as I curled my fingers inside her, striking that exact spot that made her hips buck upward to meet my hand. "Draco, please, I'm cumming... ahhh, God, I'm gonna, mmmgph!"

exclaimed Hades within his great astonishment. “What’s happening? Why is Big Boss Virando’s body getting and getting blue?” exclaimed Sugar Aquarius, also in his vast agitation, fear as well as panic. “No idea... No idea... I really don’t know... Just now Brother Vir was thirsty, so in order to quench his thirst, he quaffed a glass of mango juice. Mango juice... Mango juice...” Suddenly, Sumico’s attention was drawn to the mango juice which her beloved Brother Vir had just quaffed.

he snarls through clenched teeth. Gulping, I observe the raindrops falling from his hair and running down his face as I realise that we are still standing under the pouring rain. “Is that all you have to say? That you don’t feel anything?”

He reached him within the blink of an eye while raising his claws. Slllasssshhhh “Good bye you asshole.” he said while slitting his throat brutally. Blood drops splattered all over the floor as Alpha Duncan eradicated Drey's existence…..

He walked in, too fast for me to see anything. And then I felt something cold touch my skin. I looked up and saw a thin rope being tied around his forehead. Then he felt it. Drip. A single drop of icy water landed on his throat. Drip. Another. I blinked in confusion, the sensation was strange and uncomfortable. But then it kept dripping Drip.Drip.Drip. Each drop landed in the same spot, and it was so cold. My breath hitched as I realized what was happening. Dripping water on stone—an ancient method meant to break a person’s mind.