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And this time, I wouldn’t wait for someone to save me. This time, I would save myself. Even if it killed me.

“I don’t know what I would do if I lost you baby. If I lost our family.” “Then make sure it won’t happen,” Anya said smiling as she cupped my face between her small hands. “How?” “You know how,” Anya smiled, “It’s time to stop being scared and embrace who you really are baby. And this time, make sure that every one of our enemies tremble when they find out who you are. Make them fall on their knees and beg that you spare their life, not the other way around. Make them run with fear for their life. Be the Alpha King Mikey, because right now that’s the only way we can save everyone.”

"At the woman who saved my life." "I didn't save your life. You saved yourself. I just... helped. I just showed up." "Yes you did. You saved me from myself. From my father. From my own destruction. From the person I was becoming. From the person he wanted me to be. From the person I was afraid I already was." "Ethan—"

And Bella stopped her cold with something she’s been holding over her something big enough to make Margaret go completely silent. The thought arrived quietly and settled with the weight of something important. She filed it away carefully, completely, in the part of her that was always taking notes. “I’m glad you have something to protect yourself with,” Zara said warmly. “You deserve to feel safe, Bella.” Bella looked at her with something that was almost gratitude the complicated, slightly suspicious gratitude of a woman who doesn’t quite trust kindness but is too tired right now to refuse it. “Thank you, Elena,” she said quietly.

he said as I rolled my eyes. "Eat" he said and stuffed a piece of bread in my mouth. I gladly chewed it, due to being hungry for so long. "Are you going to kill me?" I asked. He didn't answer and simply walked out. I'll take that as a yes. But I wasn't going to stick around to watch it come true. With that, I stated down at the zip tie, trapping my hands together. I remember watching a YouTube video about how to escape a kidnapping. I was going to scroll passed it but decided to watch it 'just in case' and I've never been more thankful.

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"Joshua, I hope when you're protecting me, you prioritize your own safety first. Don't sacrifice yourself to protect me, do you understand? If something happens to you, your Daddy, Nicole, and I will be devastated. Have you thought about that?" "Before saving others, protect yourself first." Joshua pouted. "There was no other way, and the bad woman happened to agree to exchange hostages, so I thought of saving you first. I planned to figure out a way to save myself later." Unexpectedly, he underestimated the bad woman, who was vigilant and did not give him a chance to escape! Joshua raised his voice and said, "If it happened again, I would still do the same." "You're not listening, huh?"

he went on. "So the books that are partly clean have been read by you,"she asked. "And that means those are the safe ones," she said as he turned, shocked at her ability to think fast. "Yes and no, not all books are suitable for commoners," he says, finally making a stop at a shelf.. "How do you remember all this?" She asked. "Don't you mistakenly pick up the wrong book?" She asked. "Oh, my father did and that led to his death three days later, to not make the same mistake, I label them, but with code only I understand," he revealed, blowing off a part of the compartment for Rachel to see the writings.

(14). Saved by The Alpha . Chapter 14: please don't take my man away . 'Pretty flower, rotten soul' 'Watch your back, your wolf might not protect you so much' 'You disgust me' Another note was stuck precariously over the kitchen window. But unlike any other notes that was written in a white piece of post it note with black ink, he received this one after a week from the last note and this..its entirely different. Written on a red piece of paper as the size of his own palm, with large strokes from a black marker, the three letter word stood out even more so then the crimson paper itself..