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I blinked, all wide-eyed and innocent. "What are you talking about? I'm not Evelyn Everton. My name's Evelina Everton." Their faces froze as I laid it out. "What, planning to swap my score? Too late. I legally changed my name before the SATs—eighteen, remember? The one who tested was Evelina Everton. "As for Evelyn Everton, the one you messed with? Her family doesn't play nice. Hope you're ready for the fallout."

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

"When will we know it’s safe to touch her without destroying her?" "When she chooses us," I said, with a certainty that burned. "Only then." He watched as I took his place. As I kissed her. As I felt what he had felt. Her light was a fire, and we only knew darkness. And yet… she didn’t burn us. She revealed us. She made us vulnerable. The bond had already begun. Not in flesh. Not in blood. In the soul. And that union… was irrevocable.

Her legs wrap around my waist and her hips meet mine in a passionate rhythm. She lets out a soft sob and I look down at her. She wasn't crying because of pain, but of pleasure. I felt it too, the intimate connection between us, a connection I never felt with Jess. I loved her, yes, but this feeling was different. It felt as if my soul was blending with Kelly's, as if it were two pieces of a puzzle coming together. Tears roll down both our cheeks and I kiss her passionately. Her hands grasp at my short hair as she moans through her sobs. Moments later we came in unison and it was the best orgasm I ever had with someone else.

He would have to be drained of all his blood and then the second he takes his last breath—just before his soul crosses the sacred bridge between life and the great beyond—a powerful ritual will be performed to swap our souls. Of course, I wouldn't have signed up for it if it meant that having Kai’s soul in my body would make me a replica of him in a different body. I only agreed to it because it was my wolf’s soul that would be swapped in return for that of his beast that empowers him and makes his power equal to that of no other werewolf that has ever walked the earth. Unluckily for me, the only people powerful enough to perform that ritual needed about a week or so to travel from the mount

“I wouldn't blame her, I was foolish once and that got us here, my only regret is I couldn't stop her from making the deal” Brad’s brow furrowed. “What deal?” Elerein's eyes darkened. “She found me, and I offered to serve her and make her stronger but there was no time, even if we trained every day for a month but still wouldn't be enough power to help heal you.” I took a step forward. “You’re saying... she gave you her body?” “She didn’t just give it to me,” Elerein replied. “She swapped places with me. Her soul took mine, and mine took hers. That was the deal. If she isn’t dead already, she will be soon.”

Devina cried Sophie yawned and then said Devina to calm down. Sophie went into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Meanwhile, Devina made her bed. As Sophie came out of her bathroom she saw Devina making her bed. Confused Sophie asked her “ Is Mom not feeling well Aunt Devina?” Devina was shocked to see her own child calling her aunt. Devina didn’t realize that Sandra has cast a spell on them for soul exchange for 24 hours. Devina replied, “Sophie I am not sure which parties are you going lately but be truthful and tell me…Are you taking drugs?”

I was a grown woman—was I supposed to not survive without a man? But my cousin, Sarah Cameron... she couldn't. In our last lives, she married Blake, and the two of them were trapped in a lifetime of misunderstanding because of someone else. She was the gentlest soul you could meet, and even she couldn't escape being worn down by him. So this time, after being reborn, I looked at Sarah's worried face, her furrowed brow, and started packing without hesitation. "Sarah, I'll marry Blake. John Ridgewood might not look like much, but he's got a good temper. You two should be able to make it work."

"I don't understand what you mean, Melanie. The whole nation envies you for marrying a man like him. You have a net worth people can only dream of, and life's perfect for you. I'd never set you up." She darted ahead and grabbed my sleeve. "Don't play dumb with me! He married you in our previous lives! You knew he was a monster, but you were waiting for me to step right into it! You didn't tell me anything! You knew! You knew!" I flung her hand away and sneered. "Ah, so you finally get it. You're not the only one reborn with memories." … In my previous life, I kindly made a bowl of meatball stew for Jonathan. He was a vagrant back then.

I knew that if West wanted to he could have completed the mating process in that very moment I stupidly moved closer to him, but it showed me his true character when he decided to leave me. The drugs might have altered the small difference in features that West had from Will, but every look and feeling he made me feel was all him. With the drugs still being pumped within the cabin it was hard to keep my thoughts straight, and I had even felt myself being pulled towards West as if the mate bond we so briefly felt was still there. The longer we stay here the more my feelings for each brother are going to get melded together it felt like. The thought of thinking of the two as one made me feel n