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"Have you come to your senses yet, Queenie? You can't keep this baby—it's a result of a terrible mistake! If you go through with this, I can't be your friend anymore, and you'll be a source of shame to everyone you know!" Upon seeing that I was ignoring her, Julie headed straight for Connor. With a glint flashing in her eyes, she pulled the same stunt again, stumbling forward and falling directly into Connor's embrace. I didn't miss the brief, triumphant glint in her eyes. However, Connor merely stepped to the side, causing Julie to fall to the ground and wince in pain. She looked up at Conor with a delicate, fragile expression, tears glistening in her eyes as she bravely held them back.

Smirked. And turned away. He reached for the axe again, gripped it tight, and swung. Another clean strike. Wood exploded apart. I didn’t move. Couldn’t. My knees were weak. My skin on fire. He didn’t tell me to leave. He didn’t have to. The message was clear. He’d unraveled me, piece by piece, and went right back to work like he hadn’t just shattered my composure. I turned and stumbled back toward the house, each step shaky, breath shallow.

“No movement outside.” I hovered over the keyboard, my finger shaking above the button. Twenty seconds. Then— The lights flickered. The walls trembled. A single *bang* echoed through the night. And the door exploded inward. --- Gunfire erupted. I hit the ground as bullets tore through the motel. Damien’s men. They had found us. Carter fired back, but he was weak. Michael grabbed him, shoving him behind cover. “Winnie, hit the damn button!” I crawled toward the laptop, heart pounding.

I really need to work on my self-control. Book in hand, I flip to the suggested page. When I see the name of the chapter, I nearly drop the book. The Wild Alpha Decimates His Luna Mate’s Virginity. My face burned.

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“I’ve always felt a pull towards you my entire life, I know we used to be close as kids, you were so… alive back then, so full of joy and hope, even though you were treated like a house guest you never let that deter you. You were fiercely protective of Ace and of me, I was in awe of you even when we were ten. But then you changed, you stopped spending so much time with us, the light you held within you dimmed as every year passed, I figured you just didn’t like spending time with us as much anymore and Ace wouldn’t talk about it. Told me I needed to let it go before I got hurt. You became quiet and reserved. I had a feeling the week before I shifted for the first time, I was coming by the m

"Nice speech... too bad it won't save you. Oh, and if you hoped that your tablet would send a signal for help, don't hold your breath. I have a scrambler covering this place ten miles in each direction." My final failure... but I'd tried. I had done my best. As my eyes closed, too heavy to hold them open, I could only hope that history would judge me kindly. Assuming there was anyone left to write it. I heard a shot, but this time, nothing else hurt. I wanted to look, but I couldn't move. Something landed on me... something heavy. The crowd erupted, some people screamed, there were more gunshots. Then I heard an enormous crashing noise, like a massive boulder erupting through the roof over o

Lucy Pov I think I was dreaming again. I tried to pull myself together by standing straight and biting my lips. Concentrate and act accordingly like a lady. That's the only thing I can do to calm myself. He keeps staring at me and I think I'm about to lose my mind again. To have sex with him last night isn't enough to put my sanity at a good pace. I tried not to meet his luscious lips and desirable eyes. I felt like he was tearing off my clothes the way his eyes studied my whole body.

It was followed by another, and another, tearing through me with the force of a storm. My legs, already trembling violently, finally gave way. I crumpled onto the carpet beside my fallen book, the rough fibers scratching my knees through the thin fabric of my pajama pants. The impact jarred me, but I barely felt it. The physical pain was nothing compared to the raw, gaping wound he'd left inside me. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying desperately to hold the shattered pieces together, to contain the agony spilling out, but it was useless. The sobs came uncontrollably, great, heaving gasps that shook my entire body, making my ribs ache. Tears streamed down my face, hot and salty, dripping

Lauren snatched the shard from my hand, her slender fingers trembling faintly under the sunlight. The moment she clearly made out the letters engraved on it, the once arrogant and imposing Miss Hayes suddenly found her breathing turning rapid.