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The third of July bonfire has been a tradition since childhood. Summer glanced up from the wicker chair she was curled in, looking past me instead of at me. The mention of Jenny's name should have pulled some reaction from her, but no. Nothing. Summer liked Jenny, always had. Well, maybe more like tolerated her. Jenny was a local woman I hooked up with once a year while we were on vacation. Nothing serious, friendly even. Of course, I didn't plan on sleeping with her this trip, not after everything with Summer, but Jenny had hung around our circle since we were teens and to leave her out felt unnecessary.

Then my phone, on silent in my blazer pocket, started vibrating with the energy of someone who had been told no phones and had decided that did not apply to them. I shifted slightly and angled the screen just enough to read it under the desk. Tyler, in our group chat: *SUMMER WINTERS.* *SUMMER ELISE WINTERS.* *You have exactly thirty seconds to explain yourself before I combust.* Then Ruby: *I HEARD. I WAS IN MATHS AND I HEARD.* *SUMMER. MY GIRL. MY QUEEN. MY ENTIRE REASON FOR BEING AT THIS SCHOOL.* Then Tyler again: *I'm actually upset that I missed it I hate myself*

"Is she a kid? Our baby girl is already an adult!" Luke sighed helplessly. The three of them entered one after another. Summer shut the door behind them, feeling doomed. Ever since her rebirth, she had faced many intense situations. Yet, it was the first time she felt like the world was about to end. "Are all these the books you've been studying every day?" Kristen glanced at the towering piles of textbooks and workbooks on her desk. "Yep!" Summer nodded as she poured some water for them. With her back turned to them, her eyes were glued toward her bedroom.

Patrick replied. After dinner they took a walk on the beach. The sky was dark, there were very few stars in the sky and no moon. Summer broke down and cried in her father's arms and he comforted her. "Let it all out." Patrick patted her hair." Tomorrow you will be a new person, leaving all your heart ache behind. Bobby Styles will wish he had never betrayed you." Summer sniffled and wiped her tears. A smile spread across her lips. Her father was right. She was going to re invent herself and come back better than ever.

Arya We only have a week left of being at the cabin before we need to go back to our real lives. My book is nearly done! Which is amazing! It usually takes me longer to write, but I think this one was easier because of the experiences I’ve had this summer.

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THE END Hey guys, 👋 Author Rex here. Thank you so much for reading. Thank you for the gems and coins and support. 🥹 This is the end of this book, but anticipate a sequel later this year. ✨ If you enjoyed this book, please drop a review and let me know what you think and let others know you enjoyed it. I really need that review and stars. Thank you. 🥹 My new book is coming up soon 👉 Moonbound - Claimed By The Alpha Brothers. If you are a fan of reverse harem or werewolf, stay tuned, thanks! Love y'all. ♥️✨

Liam and I sit in the back. As we pull through the gates, I look back. At Iron Valley. At the packhouse. At Caleb and Vanessa and Diane and my mother standing on the porch. Watching us leave. Trusting us to come back. The bond hums. Liam squeezes my hand. "Two weeks," he says. "Two weeks." The convoy moves through the forest. Toward neutral territory. Toward the Winter Gathering. Toward whatever trap The Architect has waiting. But we're not running. Not hiding. Not playing defense anymore.

Summer The moment I saw the men, I froze. My eyes locked with theirs, and fear wrapped itself around my heart so tightly that I could barely breathe. There was something terrifying about the way they looked. Their faces held no trace of kindness or humanity. They looked like predators that had finally cornered their prey, and I was that prey.

Aiden purred, his thumb tracing delicate patterns against her skin. Lucia's brow arched, a hint of curiosity and trepidation flickering across her features. "What is it?" "You'll see," Declan murmured, his voice low and enticing. "Just trust us." As they stepped outside, the inky darkness was pierced by the warm glow of lanterns, illuminating a picnic laid out by the edge of the lake. Lucia's breath caught in her throat, a myriad of emotions swirling within her. Everything had been so tumultuous, so uncertain, but in this moment, surrounded by the men she loved, she felt a sense of peace and belonging that she hadn't experienced in far too long.