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My treat now has a giant rip down the side, just like my dignity. Why did I have to talk to him? Why did I accept a drink... Had I learned nothing from 13 Reasons Why? This is my fault. I whimper as my underwear is torn off. "This is gonna be fun", he sneers, emphasizing each word and deepening his voice with each one. I close my eyes, and expect the worst to come, when I suddenly hear bones cracking.

My heart was killing me at the moment, I couldn't breathe. Albert opened his eyes, smiled at me then heaved a sigh before planting a kiss on my forehead. "One. Nine-eleven attacks." My forehead furrowed. What did he mean by one? He kissed the tip of my nose, "Two. Mozilla Firefox," I gasped. I let my brain backtrack from what he was saying. He kissed my cheeks. "Three. Ousting SH. Four, F******k."

I stared at my reflection in the mirror and I liked every bit of what I saw. The wounds on my body had completely healed like magic. There was not a single scar left; meeting my mate was working magic on me. The only defect were the black spots under my eyes but apart from that, I was good. I smiled and wore my slippers. I left my room and headed to the kitchen. I bumped into something hard and fell back with force. "Ouch" I groaned while rubbing my forehead. Alpha Trent turned to me and he gasped. "I'm sorry" He apologized and helped me up.

I could see the hunters roaming around the city searching for him. Before I could take several breaths in thought of what to do next, he pulled up his face, which had been sagged all this while, and on seeing my opened window, he leapt swiftly and dived through, right into my room. I nearly jumped out of my skin as he dived into my room at a speed that was too fast for me to stop him. The blood all over his body smeared my window and also caused a red streak on my shirt when his body got in contact with mine in the process of hopping in.

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grandma put her hand on her ears trying to cover it to prevent the harsh sound and said, " Lily, go and see through the balcony, who is trying to break something. " Lily went to the balcony. She saw the tall-high building, very luxurious one on the left side of her house was being repaired and painted. " It's already so beautiful. Is there any need of repairing and painting it? "Lily entered the room mumbling. "That beautiful building is being repaired. " Lily told her grandma. " Yeah, someone purchased that luxurious house. "an old man entered house and told them. He was Mr. Harrison, grandpa of Parth and Lily.

God my head was pounding, My lungs are burning with every breath I took. What the hell happened. I start to open my eyes as they feel so heavy. Rubbing them, I start to vaguely remember bits and pieces of what had just unfolded. It felt like such a dream and I wished it was. I start to sit up when I realize I'm in some kind of basement. Cold cement floors and walls, with a set of spiral stairs straight In the center that lead to a trap door on the ceiling.This like something out of a movie. What was going on, I'm seriously starting to panic at this point. I finally start to get my eyes fully open and see that I'm laying on hay not even a cot just hay. What do they think I am a dog.

He looked me up and down, as if trying to confirm whether I had lost my mind. "Violet, are you sure?" His lips parted slightly, his voice carrying a lazy, magnetic quality. I gave a small smile and said with a firm voice, "My instinct tells me you're the one." In the corner, Callum's face turned deathly pale. He looked like he might collapse at any moment. Drake smiled with brilliant arrogance and placed his hand in my palm.

Maybe it was because I thought of the woman I was in my past life, the one who blindly threw herself into love. Blind love made women foolish and insecure. By the time I finished breakfast and returned to my room, I noticed I had over a dozen missed calls, most of them from Chris. I didn't bother to call back, deliberately ignoring them. Just as I was about to put my phone down and head to the library, I received an Instagram follow request. "Hi, gorgeous. Do you remember me? I'm Drake, the one who danced with you." I opened the message and saw his profile picture. He had brown curly hair and bright green eyes. He looked youthful and energetic, more like a sports star than a serious Alpha. I

Willow wasn't just our manager. She was also George's wife. With her vouching for me, everyone fell into a tense silence. In my previous life, I hadn't been able to make out what was on the screen. This time, I wasted no time. I scrolled through the footage frame by frame. Even though it was nighttime, the ATM lights were still bright. Under the clear, almost daylight-like glow, my face was unmistakably visible. No matter how I looked at it, the person in the footage was undeniably me.