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On the day my parents file for bankruptcy, my adopted brother and fake heir, Oliver Bilson, is also diagnosed with leukemia. To earn enough money to pay his medical bills, I brave the snow and winds and continue working even on New Year's Eve. When I hand over the food delivery to the scion, Charlie Jetton, he suddenly knocks the cake over. "Why weren't you more careful when making the delivery?" he demands. "Don't you know that Mr. Bilson spent a million dollars to specifically order this cake for Olly?" I'm about to make a retort when I hear three voices that I'm intimately familiar with coming from within the warm villa. "It's okay. It's the thought that counts, Mom and Dad." The vo

It was a small book, wrapped in brown leather, and coated with dust. I blew some dust off it, before glancing at the first page. Empty. I turned to second, and it was empty as well, then I skipped a multiple pages, landing in the middle… “Spare none, we hunt to survive, we die if they survive.” I read out the words aloud to myself, “What is this? Some sort of code?” I sighed, letting the book drop—but then a couple of sheets stuck out from some page in the book, and when I took it out, I fixed my eyes on the drawings, and certain familiar words.

Peaceful. Vespera Hale walked along the mahogany shelves, trailing her fingers over the spines of the books. Philosophy. Strategy. History. She stopped. On a shelf at eye level, nestled between The Art of War and a first edition of The Count of Monte Cristo, was a book she didn't recognize. It had no dust jacket. The binding was matte black, textured like volcanic rock. The lettering on the spine was silver, sharp and angular. SAVAGE REBORN.

“Oh, Malia. We were just talking about—” I raised my hand to stop her. Deucalion looked at me. “Did you need something?” “I came for a book.” “Then take one and leave.” His tone was calm. Aria smiled again and moved closer to him. I turned toward the shelves. My wolf stirred. I hated that my body still responded whenever I saw them together. I grabbed a book without checking the title and left. Behind me, I heard Aria laugh. My hands tightened around the book. She was winning. At least, that was what she wanted me to believe. The strangest part was Deucalion. He had started noticing me.

Its worn leather cover hinted at a long history, whispering promises of hidden knowledge within its pages. With trembling anticipation, the spies carefully retrieved the book from its resting place. Its weight felt heavy in their hands, a tangible reminder of the secrets it held. They retreated to a secluded corner of the library, their excitement palpable. Flipping through the yellowed pages, they discovered a treasure trove of Xavier's kingdom's darkest secrets. The book revealed whispered rumors, clandestine alliances, and the intricate web of power that lay beneath the surface of the kingdom. It was a goldmine of information, a key that could unlock the secrets that had remained hidden f

There was still plenty of time before the banquet began. And this was put to good use by Celine to study what Fania had given her. Several other files that Zephyr and Uncle Rupert had given her were also scattered on her desk. All of them she had read over and over again but...