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I tried harder, I couldn't see Thalia in my vision, I even tried to backtrack dates, and nothing except the times she was in the estate and the night I met her. I searched my memory, trying to recall even one prayer she might have made before the night I saved her. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Blank. As though she had never existed, which made no sense. Thalia existed. She's twenty-nine. So why couldn't I find her? What exactly was Thalia? What creature was she? Was she some kind of setup? Impossible! I would have sensed something suspicious immediately. I lifted a hand and summoned the prayer records back to me. Millions of pages appeared. I flipped through them, flipped through twenty-five

She asked, her voice holding something close to anger. “To stop someone else from finding out.” That part at least was true. Thalia looked back down at the book quickly, flipping through the damaged section again before looking back at me. “You read it first.” It wasn’t a question. I nodded once. Ragnar cursed quietly under his breath. Thalia’s expression became harder to read now. “Then tell me exactly what was inside.” I already expected that question. So I gave her the version of the truth I prepared long ago. Carefully measured. Half truth. Half lie.

Like I was a weapon they weren’t sure how to sheath. Layla stood first. “This is Alenya.” That’s it? No titles? No disclaimers? A broad, shouldered man with storm, gray hair leaned back in his chair. “Human doesn’t smell right.” “I smell very right, actually,” I muttered. Thane’s aura flared just enough to make the table hum. “This is Cael,” Thane said. “Beta. That’s Maeven, our seer. Orrik, sentinel chief. And Rowan....”

"Look who crawled out of the grave." Drakon stops. His arm tightens around me, but he doesn't speak. He waits. "Hello, Zara," I say. My voice is steady. Surprising. "I didn't think we'd see you here again, Thalia," she says, taking a step closer. She smells of cheap perfume and vodka. "Thought you'd be mourning. Or running." "I'm not running." "No?" She laughs. It’s a sharp, jagged sound. She looks around the room, inviting an audience. "She's not running, boys. She's upgrading."

As his arms circled her, her aura turned white-hot, Saelari’s wings blazing gold behind Nalia’s form. Ben called out—“Chelsea!”—and Athena turned as he collided into her in a fierce embrace. They pressed their foreheads together, and her runes lit up her skin like constellations come alive. Collin arrived with his usual silence, standing beside Zethra like a sentinel reborn. His bloodied hand brushed her shoulder. “I see you,” he said. “All of you.” Zethra’s shadows lifted like veils around them, forming blades of ancient wrath, sharp enough to slice through time itself.

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Alpha King’s Sex Slave Chapter Two [Captured Slave] Talitha’s Pov I felt some liquid being sprinkled on my face and it got unbearable that I sneezed and on opening my eyes the strange environment had me racking my brain on how I got here. And when I took in the entire environment my eyes widened in shock and not only was the man who captured me beside me, there sitting on his throne was Alpha Hades. The Alpha King of Arni.

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First thing in the morning, I bathe, dress and walk throughout the castle, repeating the spell while looking for an item to seal Thypon. Reaper is perched on my shoulder. We enter the kitchen only to find pots, pans, plates and candle sticks—nothing in here of use. The library had the odd vase of flowers, a plethora of books, and nothing else. I take a random book from the shelf, ‘The Alpha’s Mate Who Cried Wolf,’ I read, then laugh. ‘Sounds interesting. I suppose I can’t trap Thypon in a book, though?’ I say to Reaper.