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I'd asked him to bring a new car and replacement tires to fix the one last night attackers had broken on the road when we were attacked. He’d replied. That meant by the time we crossed this stretch of woods and hit the main highway, he should only be about thirty minutes, or less away. “We walk this way,” I instructed Maelis, pointing toward a faint trail that cut through the trees, heading straight for the road. “You still haven’t explained Melanie,” I finally broke the silence. She didn't even look at me. “She’s the Beta, meaning she’s obligated to minimize unnecessary conflict on pack land. And that's understandable considering you managed a bigger pack.”

(MELANIE MARTINEZ POV): I watched with great interest as she moved her body like a delicate flower. The way she swayed with ease and passion amazed me immensely. I couldn't believe it myself. This was what I wanted for myself when I get older. I literally daydreamed of the day hundreds of men would watch me in action as I portray my talent on that stage. But little did I know that my twin sister already had my life planned out for me. Hello, my name is Melanie Martinez and this is my story. The story of my unfortunate life and how I got to meet a powerful demon king, Denver Hale.

BACK AT THE DI CORVO ESTATE THIRD-PARTY POV “I’m about to head out. Is there anything you want to say to me… any visions, warnings?” Mel asked Elysia in a mocking tone, even though he meant it, but he couldn't help himself because, while it served him well, he despised witches. But he needed her, so he would smile and tolerate her presence. What he stood to gain from their collaboration was much greater. Looking up at him, Elysia said she had nothing and wished him well. Mel was about to travel to the Martinez territory to meet with Pedro Martinez and Akira, who would present Mel with evidence leading to the identity of Val's supposed killer.

bitch. Then her entire body froze when. She looked at Drake. Oh, here we go. "Drake?, Drake Hudson? It's me! Melissa Martinez!",She immediately dropped her melancholy demeanor when she saw him and I wanted to puke. This was so like her. "Uh! Yeah, I know who you are", Drake replied nervously. "Oh my god, I can't believe you here. Wait, what are you doing here?", She grinned with excitement and i knew she was probably thinking he was here for her. Fat chance, Melissa.

“That’s why I am here… stronger than before.” Metatron stepped in front of me. “Speak your purpose, witch. Why torment my daughter?” Melanie’s smile widened. “Because she is an obstacle between me and Kieran. She stole him from me” My blood boiled. “I have already marked her as my mate, I will never be yours” “Really?” Melanie tilted her head, her hair spilling over one shoulder. “Do you even know who she is, Kieran? Or have you forgotten the child you lost?”

Chapter One. MELANIE'S POINT OF VIEW "Holy shit! I'm done for!", I screamed as I jumped out of bed. You must be wondering why I'm freaking out when it's only minutes past five in the morning but trust me when I tell you that I have legitimate reason to freak out. I'm Melanie Wright, twenty-seven years old and... That's about all that's important about me, I don't have much of a life. I graduated from school at twenty-two and worked multiple jobs for about two years before landing a job in the almighty Knight Incorporated.

“Oh please, stop acting like a saint. Martins has no reason to lie.” Celine gave a bitter laugh, one that made even Alex flinch. “That’s rich,” she said coldly. “You think he wouldn’t lie? That guy’s entire life is a lie. You’ve just been too blind to see it.” “Enough!” Martins barked, his tone suddenly dark. He stepped closer to Melissa, slipping an arm around her shoulders protectively. “Don’t let her confuse you. That’s what manipulators do, they twist everything to look like the victim.”

Grace couldn't comprehend what her daughter meant. I smiled lightly instead of getting involved. Too much talk led to mistakes; it wasn’t time to reveal my intentions. However, pacifying wouldn’t work because someone on the table was relentless. “It’s never good news whenever you come here,” Melanie pointed at me, “Don’t think you’re one of us just because you married Matthew.” She sounded like the wife, and I was the mistress. I calmly looked at her and responded, “Are you talking about me?” "If not you, who else?" Melanie didn’t hold back.

"That's fine. I'm actually going to him now. Santoz Martinez connected me to him..." "Santoz Martinez!" The pleasant look on her face turned to horror. "Call me Julie. I'm Juliet Baker, Boyle's sister." Julie tried to correct the frown on her face. It was too late though. Melinda got the awareness that she wasn't the only one who didn't fancy Santoz much. She widened her eyes as she regarded the woman under a different spectrum. "Did you just say you're Juliet..." "Yes darling. I'm the J of B&J. Not to brag, but, I earned the title." She whisper yelled.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.