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He explained with a dark face. “Oh, my… ugh!” Shane grunted in frustration. Rai looked at him. “Rather than worrying about my situation first, why don’t you worry about your situation?” he asked as he looked at Shane’s long chestnut hair. Yes, Shane is currently Sheinna. He turned back into a girl. Upon hearing what Rai said, Shane frowned when he thought about Reiner again. “That damn nosy bastard!” he said and snorted in disdain. “But the one you love.” Rai said and sighed.

"He hates us, it's normal I think for a person to say trash before they die" "Believe it or not. Something is coming, something big, I can fucking feel it. Shane was serious about making me pay because he already gave someone the job" "What? even in death. He is still hunting us" "Shane wants us to think we've won and they we let our guards down and when we least expected the enemy strikes. There is always peace before the storm and it looks like, we are gonna be have that peace for a long time maybe a month, two months. It's still uncertain" I said racking my brain.

Shane walked in and bowed his head, “I’m happy you are home Luna Selene and I’m happy to see you want to eat Luna Nahla. He rolled in a cart full of all sorts of food and the girls helped him set the table. There were eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, club sandwiches, homemade pizza, fresh bread, fresh orange juice and milk. “Will you be joining us Shane?”, Nahla asked. “No thank you Luna, I have to fetch my daughter from the sitter. “Aww, what is her name?”, Selene excitedly asked. “Ava, she's a month old”, Shane smiled sadly. His mate Isla passed away during child birth, Selene read his mind. “We’re here if you ever want to talk or need a babysitter”, Selene smiled at him. “I can eat a co

There is nothing to kill when death itself would be the one the fight against’’ Shane tells them. ‘’The Luna needs you….. Go’’ Shane commanded. He was so engrossed in crying for the sake of his sister, that he had forgotten the shadows do not take orders from anyone aside from their masters and their mates. ‘’What do we do?’’ Enzo asked. He could feel Chase was getting even more restless as every second clicked by. ‘’We sit and wait. One wrong move and her body would be the one we bring home and not her”’ Shane's words were scary but there was nothing anyone could do about it.

The three men glanced at each other, they said nothing, quietly listening to her continue speaking. "Shane is infected with the biochemical virus s404, his body is about to die. He is like this because of me so I have to save him, I need your help." Fawn and Dante both said nothing. Venn asked. “How should we help you?” "In the next few days, I will go abroad. During the time I am not here, I hope my eldest brother will help me protect Shane. He is the boss of the National Bureau of Investigation, if he does not appear first public for too long, Eugene and Mr. Benedict will become suspicious."

“Layla was nothing but a love-obsessed fool. First it was Sean, then she clung to William. And what did either of them do for her? “She’s dead. End of story. What, you think William’s gonna stay single forever? Mourn her for life? Please. “She was pathetic. She turned her back on her own family. She made her choice. And now she’s gonna die alone, with no one to bury her, no one to remember her. Just another lost soul.” Shane found it downright embarrassing to have a sister who spent her whole life chasing after men, never knowing where her loyalty belonged. Even the dull ache creeping into his chest only made him more irritated. “Good riddance,” he snapped, stomping toward the door. “Where a

His pain sank with him to the bottom of the Wood City River. Bethany only learned about Shane’s death from the news the next day. “Why would he do something so desperate? What’s more important than being alive?” She could not help but sigh at how it all ended. Through old classmates, she learned what had happened. Gavin had fled the country, and Yelena and Phoebe had left the Stafford family. After talking with Hudson, Bethany decided to claim Shane’s body as a friend, and she arranged his funeral to give him some dignity in the end.

Flames roared up behind us, painting the night orange as we slipped back through the fence and into the SUV. Shane drove with one hand again, the other sliding high between my thighs, pressing the seam of my pants against my clit until I was grinding shamelessly against his palm. Half a mile away, his phone buzzed. It was a message from Alejandro saying. “You’re dead. Both of you.“ Shane read it, laughed once, low and dark, and tossed the phone onto the dash. “Let him come,” he said. I leaned over the console, bit his earlobe hard enough to make him hiss. “Drive faster,” I whispered. “I want to celebrate on something that isn’t concrete.”

"I shouldn't go shark diving while on my period? Don't be ridiculous! Great white sharks rarely attack humans, and we're never part of their diet! You're just jealous I have a better body, and get this—not even the gods can stop me from going in the water!" I shuddered as I listened to Heidi Sands' blasphemous rant. She was one of Larry Shaw's so-called bros. The same Larry who married into my family. The day after the wedding, we were going on our honeymoon when Heidi showed up with their usual clique, urging Larry to go shark diving with them near a desert island.

It was Shane. His leather tunic was torn at the shoulder, but his eyes held none of the pain or confusion he had shown during the search in the eastern wing. They were cold, empty, and burning with a dark, ruthless intent. In his right hand, he held a long, double-edged broadsword, its steel gleaming under the silver moonlight. Shane stood over the bed, looking down at the comatose Alpha King. A cold, wicked smirk touched his lips. "You should have died on the border, Dominic," Shane whispered, his voice smooth and devoid of any loyalty. "Now I have to finish what the witch started."