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_________________________ Lily's POV: _________________________ I was floating in the skies, the bed I was in was so soft and it has my favorite flavor. I slowly opened my eyes it was blurry at first, but it got clearer. My eyes widened at who I saw next to me. Jack. "Ah, you're awake. Good morning."

He had probably roused the young man from his sleep, after a couple of seconds he spoke again. "It's the 19th of febuary sir" Nick's gaze strayed to the calendar on the far end of the table, it was 17th which means he could make it. "Call Simon tell him to have the plane ready, we'll be flying to california by tomorrow's evening". "When are you scheduled to return sir?". "22nd".

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Mars's cheeks turn pink blushing and stealing a glance at Zenia. "Let us start it in a new way." Marcus screams waving his hands in the air." yes, the brother said it right." we should refresh our start. Marcus kneels down in front of Olivia, grab her hand and bow. "I Prince Marcus Smith with all my heart apologise to Princess Olivia Cox. " Would you like to start a new journey with me?" Marcus asked looking into her eyes in hope Olivia covered her face with her other hand and a tear of happiness rolled down her cheeks, Zenia who is sitting next to her gave her a side hug."Go on sis"..she whispered in her ears...

A whisper of a beginning. A story worth rewriting.

This was just the beginning. --- End of Chapter 3

Alpha King Choosing to arrive two days before the intended date was not what i had discussed with the old man but was what i decided on. I wanted the old man to see that i was well and healthy and that the little stunt he thougth he pulled was not enough to bring me down. Arriving at the pack, i took in the ambience of place and felt my wolf stir and purr in satisfaction. A place filled nature should not be destroyed that easily i mind linked him and he agreed.

“Alright, guide me then. Which one should I start with?” Noah looked at me, really looked this time, and then reached up and handed me a different book. “Start here. The world-building is cleaner. You won’t get lost in twenty made-up names right off the bat.” I took it from him like he’d just handed me gold. “Thanks, man.” He shrugged, but his ears were pink. He didn’t say anything else, just moved to the next shelf, but I followed him. “You ever try writing your own stuff?” I asked.

I planned to start traveling soon. In the past, I was always busy with household chores. Whenever I had free time, I could only hope and pray that Arthur would be in the mood to take me abroad. Now, I understand that it was better to count on myself rather than on others. My life was quite mundane and peaceful these days. In comparison, Arthur’s was total chaos. To attract the older demographic, the wedding boutique studio used the collection of pictures Arthur and Sylvia had taken over the last two decades as an advertisement.

Life at Solus Institute? It could've been a good one, sure. That is, if you were born there, if the sterile, regulated halls were all you’d ever known. But for me? Yeah, that’s where it got a little iffy. My life before Solus was a real one, a good one. Heck, a great one. I had a mom, a whole crew of friends, and yeah, even love. The kind of messy, complicated, wonderful love that doesn’t always fit into neat little boxes. Solus Institute was just a fancy way of saying "orphanage for supernatural kids." A home for children who lost all family, who were just alone in the world. It’s got that official, clinical vibe, you know?