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It’s not until I get to the kitchen that I realize how deep this has spread. Sophia’s sitting at the counter, scrolling through her phone with her brows furrowed. She doesn’t even notice me walk in. When she finally looks up, she forces a smile. “Morning. Coffee’s on the counter.” I grab the mug and sit across from her. “What is it?” She hesitates, then sighs and pushes her phone toward me. “Just a stupid blog post. Nothing official. Probably fake.” I glance at the screen. “Bianchi Bride or Mafia Mistress? Who Is the Woman in Alexander’s Bed?”

“What is your problem?” Jade’s smile faltered, just for a second. Then she scoffed. “My problem? Oh, honey, you’re the problem. Walking around like some weirdo, not talking to anybody thinking you are better than everyone just ‘cause the teachers like you. Acting all quiet and weird. You don’t even have any real friends.” Sophia’s hands shook, but she refused to let Jade see her break. “Just give me my book.” Jade flipped through the pages again like she was thinking about it. Then, with a shrug, she tore one of them out.

Together. Sophia, no longer the naive detective or the prey in this dangerous game, stood as his equal—her power undeniable, her presence commanding. She had shed her former self, embracing the darkness that Rafael had shown her, not just as his lover but as the queen of shadows. The woman who once hunted him had become the woman who ruled by his side.

“No. She sit.” Heartbeat later, Sophia gave Caroline to Nelina to look after her, and she went to the small library that Logan told her was in the Mansion. She called Cade’s word of ‘any library.’ She looked around the books in the library. It was mostly related to Brandon’s business books. Except for that, it was the books of magic that hunters could do.

Our library is like the human libraries with shelves and shelves of books ranging from human history, to werewolf history, to war strategies then to young adult books and children’s books. I step around the corner and stop in my tracks. I see Sophia holding Rylan while reading a book to Walker and Felix. She is making funny faces and weird voices causing the boys to laugh which in turn makes my girl laugh. I watch as Sophia looks at all three of them smiling. I can see the happiness on her face when she interacts with them. She lights up like a Christmas tree. Maybe if Everleigh stays Sophia will too and I can pay her to be Rylan’s nanny until Dawn wakes up. Yeah that’s a good idea. I’ll run

She didn’t even notice when she got so cold. “I see you prefer to shop in large quantities,” Yuna looked at the stack of books with a malicious glance. “We don’t have Simmons in the store, but we have a couple of books in stock: “Prayers to the Broken Stone” and “The Fall of Hyperion.” — “Hyperion” is not particularly interesting to me, but I would buy a collection of his stories. - Okay, I’ll call tomorrow and order delivery - it’s too late today. They probably dumped everything. And I'm closing in about twenty minutes. If you don't have plans, then let's go home together.

I replied, “Shayla believes Sophia might be slightly OCD, but she wants to see you before she leaves for college at the end of this week. She has some people who know her well in the town if you can’t contact her, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted to replace the red brick steps with a screened-in wrap-around porch.” “Call her and let her know I’m on my way right now.” the woman replied. “Sophia’s seventeen, and she wanted me to warn you that she won’t waste your time if you don’t waste hers. I’ll also need to give her your name.” I said hurriedly. “That’s fine, and my name’s Evelynn.” the woman replied before hanging up. Sophia Wilson called me back almost an hour later, saying, “I f

Chapter 1 Sophia’s POV. I sat hunched over my textbooks in the dim glow of the empty college library wing, the pages blurring together after hours of cramming advanced lit theory into my skull while the whole building around me felt dead quiet and hollow. My thighs kept pressing together under the desk because my mind would not stay on the damn words no matter how hard I tried. Instead it kept sliding straight into that filthy secret place I hid from everyone, the one where I was not the quiet bookish girl who buried herself in notes all day.

Only the low hum of the present. Sophia was curled on the couch across from me, legs tucked beneath her, reading the novel Izzy had given her. She'd been reading it in fragments for two weeks in planes, quiet evenings and the occasional hour between obligations. The silk slip she wore caught the lamplight with every small shift, sliding over her skin like a secret I wasn’t supposed to notice. Her hair fell loose across one shoulder. She looked soft in a way she rarely allowed herself to be. I watched her turn a page, the quiet rhythm of her breathing, the faint furrow between her brows as she read. The moment was entirely ordinary. And that was what made it significant.

“Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?” Sophie nodded eagerly, already breathing faster. “Yes. God, yes I do.” Lucian looked at me. His eyes were still furious, he must think i’m stupid. Unfortunately, this was the only way out. Trapping another soul would protect me from being caught. I picked up the most forbidden book. “Shadows of Three” : a story about one powerful man claiming two willing women. As soon as I started reading aloud, the magic surged. Lucian’s melted into dark hunger. “Then let’s give her what she wants.”