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Nora appeared at the bedroom door carrying a small cloth bag. “Water,” she whispered. “Cash. A spare phone with one number in it.” “Whose number?” “Someone Margaret Sloan trusts. A lawyer. He can reach people who will not speak to Mason.” Daphne took the bag. Nora looked at her stomach. “You should not be doing this.” “Neither should Lila.” The housekeeper’s eyes filled. “I am coming with you.” “No.” “Daphne—” “You have helped me enough. If Mason learns you were involved—”

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I manoeuvred my way around Silas and ran to stand behind Nora who was still staring at me in confusion. “Why don't you ask your rogue?” Silas gritted out and Nora turned to me questioningly. “I'm sorry, I just wanted a book,” I revealed as I gestured to the book in my hand and Nora sighed as she turned to Silas. “Silas it's not that big of a deal-” Nora began. “Not that big of a deal? This was Elara's library, her sanctuary.” Silas cut Nora off as his voice boomed throughout the room and his eyes threw daggers at her.

“It’s not.” There was a beat. Then another. When she didn’t continue, I scowled. “What are you not telling me?” Nora bit the inside of her cheek, like she was measuring how much she could get away with sharing with me. Then she dug around in her satchel before pulling out an old, leather-bound book. The binding was worn and cracking, and the cover was faded with the crest of House Aurelian. She opened it carefully and turned the pages with a brittle whisper before pausing.

Charlotte’s POV It was a dreary, rainy day; the perfect day to stay inside, reading in the library. Nora and I had made our home for the day at one of the tables in the library with cups of hot cocoa and a plate of cookies between us. She sat across from me with a history book open in front of her. She was supposed to be reading about the founding Alpha families, but instead, she kept sighing wistfully, trailing her little fingers across the page.

she said, giving him a wink. Axel quickly jumped out of bed and began packing his clothes and belongings into his luggage. Mia, still a bit groggy, rubbed her eyes and started to pack her belongings too and books into her own Luggage. Nora walked back to her own room and began packing her own things, making sure she had everything they needed for the Journey back to Amzone. Last night, Nora had just drifted off to sleep when her phone rang, jolting her awake. She rubbed her bleary eyes and squinted at the screen, seeing that it was her best friend Alice calling. She answered groggily, "Hello?"

I felt him press a quick kiss to my shoulder, then shift to sit up. “Come in,” he called, voice still rough with sleep. Nora entered quietly, closing the door behind her. She looked like she hadn’t slept at all—pale, eyes shadowed, clutching a small leather-bound book against her chest like it might shatter if she held it too loosely. Her mother’s grimoire. She stopped at the foot of the bed, gaze flicking between us. “I… didn’t want to wake you,” she said, “but this couldn’t wait.”