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The gathered guests began to point and whisper. "Even her own mate doesn't trust her." "She really has fallen." "How disgraceful." I stood outside the gates, enduring the scornful stares of everyone. This was Clark's final "gift" to me.

she purred. “You are absolutely right. Come here, my little kitty.” Their voices faded as I stepped outside. My feet wobbled. My eyes stung with tears I refused to shed. I just kept walking. His words echoed in my head like a stain I couldn’t scrub off: Take it, and better stay wherever you’re going to eat if you can’t give me some privacy. The heat pressed against my skin, though I couldn’t tell if it was the sun or the humiliation burning through me.

She didn’t know whether to scream or faint. The director’s face twisted in anger and humiliation. “B-But Liora scored 910...” “Incorrect,” the courier cut in. “That must be an error....that doesn't look like the correct list. The correct score belongs to Scarlet. The Lycan himself has made gained special interest in the top scorer, Scarlet and he says he could recognise her now, is that funny?"

“Damn. Gotta motor, Zee, I’m sorry. Thanks for the wine.” “Sure,” she said automatically, her mind still whirling with the new, disquieting information that Scars was even worse than she’d thought, that his past was even shadier than she’d imagined. “And thank you so much for fixing the sink.” “No problem, and you know that.”

Keith The men who attacked Maisie had confessed very quickly. “She called herself the handmaid,” one of them said. He had an ugly scar that ran from underneath his right eye to his chin. He called himself Scorn. “The handmaid?” I echoed because no one bore that name. It was clearly an alias. No one would be foolish enough to hurt Maisie and not try to cover up their tracks. “We don't know anything more,” Scorn said, but his partner remained quiet. “We didn't even see her face. We were to get the work done and then get paid.”

Then with a powerful strike, Freeze smashed the scorpion’s head. A thunderous boom came from the impact of the attack with the extra hard exoskeleton. Greenish yellow goo covered Freeze as he stood on top of the scorpion’s headless body. He turned his gaze towards Scorpid who was now laying down on its belly. Freeze ran to Scorpid and rubbed his hands on its nose as if comforting it. “Hey Scorpid, are you okay?” A deep bellow came from it. “The venom got you huh?” Scorpid let out a bit higher pitched bellow. “Hmph, yea okay tough guy, sure you can handle it. But we still need to get you treated.” Scorpid moaned in agreement.

His stares continued for a long minute, and Agnes started to become conscious of his stares. Who likes getting stared at that much? And without a word? No sane human will not be bothered by it! “I-is something wrong?” Agnes finally asked after holding back. “Nothing,” Leon replied. He suddenly raised his hand and Agnes flinched. Don’t tell me— Althea’s whole body fell back until she can feel the backrest of her chair, she had her face facing the other way, her eyes closed. He will do this even with his friend being here?!

"Hey, Gully! Look what we have here." A rough voice in strong cockney accent startled her. Ava jolted and choked as her eyes caught a man standing a few feet away from her. The man was tall and robust, with muscles all over him. A sudden tremor ran through her when she saw his face, an ugly scar crossed from his forehead to his cheek, but what made him even more terrifying were the malice in his eyes. He gave her a wicked smile, and Ava turned back and ran as fast as possible, knowing her life was in danger.

Her soft and kind demeanor belied a scheming and shameless bitch, and she was about to teach her a valuable lesson the hard way. Elena gave a deep sigh before approaching her. She walked slowly while looking at Mariella's back. She had an urge to grab her hair and push her to the table, but she wouldn't do that. She couldn't afford to have her reputation ruined because of that bitch. She would play her cards well and make sure she'd win this battle. "Good evening," she said coldly before taking a seat across from her. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." "No worries, ma'am. I just arrived. "

PRESENTLY. scorpion walked down the stairs with a smile on his face. Who would have thought a woman would make his morning? He had recently been buried in the thoughts of making sure he sends her away because he couldn't stand the constant glare Nolan had been giving him. He had stayed with him long enough to know what those stares mean. He is obviously marking his next prey. It is not the best idea to get noticed by Nolan for pissing him off, it could be deadly. Nolan is a heartless monster. He couldn't care less about how you feel, it's not his problem and he would never be bothered by your pain. He derives pleasure from torture.