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said Stella’s stepmother, smirking at her. Stella became furious at her stepmother’s words. “Humph. Your mother’s mother was a whore, seducing my dad. Thus, giving birth to your mother. Your mother’s a whore who seduced my husband.” “My mother’s not a whore,” said Stella. Stella’s stepmother laughed. “Your mother IS a whore! She seduced your father, MY husband and made him fall head over heels for her! Stealing him for years!” she huffed. “That’s how she gave birth to you, you slut!”

“I can paint you an illusion so real, you’ll think you are at home in your bed.” “And I can help make sure you have good dreams,” Stella offers. “I…I have the ability to walk into dreams,” she blushes, embarrassed by her skill as her wife blinks at her in surprise. “Sorry honey,” she mouths and I can sense there will be a LONG conversation between the two of them about secrets and consent. “We don’t have time for this,” Bash insists, stomping his foot which looks ridiculous considering he still looks and sounds like a grown man almost 10 times his age. “We need to go now, Mama, Papa needs us.”

Water coming out of her nose and mouth as I drag her limp body to the throne room. I don’t care who is watching, she will pay for what she did to me. What she did to humanity and my mate. Stacey told me she would personally torture her before she fled, and that was when I saw her running from the labyrinth. She wasn’t participating no, she was part of the crowd. The one who fucking organised it. I can’t believe I fell for the bullshit and the lies that flowed effortlessly from her disgusting mouth and to think I let that mouth around my cock.

Stella shouted. "You look like you come from a good family, but when you talk, you sound like a sewer worm. Is this how you high society women talk to other girls? Is your speaking style that bad? I think you haven't been taught how to talk to people or even if you have been taught, you don't know how to use it," The old woman said in a hoarse voice. Stella was about to say something angrily when she saw that many women had gathered there and everyone had phones in their hands.

RK completely ignored Stella's words. She was seriously injured in bed right now and he didn't think that she could even bully him when she was healthy. That was why her words felt like a fool's dream, and she could just dream. "Darling, today the teacher told us a story. Let me tell to you." Adrian's desire to tell a story was very vigorous, so Stella had no choice but to listen to him.

“So, is that it? You realized he’s not the guy you thought?” I hesitate, trying to put it into words. “It’s more complicated. Things were great... until I got a stalker,” I admit, and almost immediately someone squeals from across the room. “Oh my God! Like a real stalker? Is he hot?” A bubbly woman plops down in a chair, her eyes wide with excitement. “That’s Lilly,” Sasha explains with a laugh. “She loves her romance novels. Not all stalkers are dreamboat types, Lilly!” she teases.

She explained how she discovered the truth about her biological father, who had her biological mother killed, and also arranged for Macoy to murder her adoptive parents. Furthermore, Stella shared that she is of mixed heritage, with human blood from one side and wolf from the other, a fact confirmed by a report she obtained through Vella. This mix is why Stella isn't just any ordinary human; she can bear a Lycan child without enduring extreme pain. Despite possibly possessing the strength of a wolf, Stella doesn't have wolf characteristics. This mystery may require a witch's magic to solve it.

"I'm half human and half werewolf. I still don't have a wolf since I'm not fully mated to my mate." This information is new to her. No wolf can procreate to human. Except for witches. She might be part of witches. "Which pack are you from? We need to call them to pick you up." I said. "I'm Stella from Full Moon pack. My mate is the Beta there." Stella said. "Are you done talking to her? Can you talk to me know?” Gabriel asked. "I don't want to talk to you. Go back to your whore Gabriel." I said.

She cursed the tears that had made her miss her way so… cursed the entire town and the day she ever set foot in it. Natalie had always thought Clarksville was bad— and to be honest, it was, but at least she could deal with the things that happened to her over there, Being bullied and being the town outcast seemed to be nothing when placed in comparison to having a stalker watch your every mood while claiming you as his! Oh Natalie, but what makes you think it’s a man? Her subconscious mocked darkly, drawing a shiver out of the young, scantily-clad woman. She didn’t even have time to contemplate if her shivering had to do with her thoughts or with the chilly nature of her surroundings, for sh

I exclaimed almost jumping from my seat. “Because Ciel was mine.” “What?!”, “It can’t be true.” “Well, I couldn’t show up at that time, so I send him to guard your ass from troubles.” “I was 12 when he found me” I mumbled. “Why would I believe you anyway?” “He didn’t let you hurt me, did he?” “From when are you stalking me?” “From when you were 5.”, “And I prefer guarding.” “You won’t tell me why?!”