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Neither of then knew whether she wiuld be coming after seven years ago or she was going to come back soon enough. Elinda and the spy, whom people came to find out her name was Ana, were loathed by eveyone. Everywhere they went to, they were knocked aside as if they were some dustbins and chased away from people’s presence. All the pack member’s beileved, Karen had decided to go away because of them. Harriet, Peter, Kelvin and Patrilia, suck themselves into magic books and anciet libraries looking in there was anywhere written about raising then long gone souls.

THALIA's POV I was on the window seat, wrapped tightly in my blanket with the fire gone low, sitting alone in the dimming light with the empty bowl Constance had brought up and the heavy things she had just told me about Conan's secret ledger, my mind spinning completely out of control with the scale of the trap closing around me as I tried to organize the pieces just to find a way to survive it. That was when I heard his footsteps on the stairs, then my entire body went instantly rigid because I had heard those same boots last night, and the night before that, but tonight the footsteps didn't hesitate, and they didn't stop outside the landing, but instead they came all the way up, steady an

But Thalia believed in fate, not today but tomorrow, but someday she will be alright and survive it all. Thalia rubbed her chafed wrists where Carter had touched her before while in the dungeon. "Well, maybe, a spoiled rich brat doesn't know that once I get out of this pack's territory, I'm dead meat. So will be anyone else who has no place to go to. I am an orphan with no family and no relatives. I've got no education, money, or savings." The more she spoke, the more her voice thickened. "Unlike you, I don't have an overprotective brother who will save my ass if I ever get myself entangled in any kind of trouble." Then she shrugged helplessly as she looked Alex in his eye. "Worse of all, Ma

Not only do they have the same face, but they also have the same handwriting. Thalia felt a little excited, remembering the task Sherly had given her. If she really was Yuriel, then… Thalia flashed a cruel smile. She had to pay for pretending to be dead and getting her accused of being a murderer. "Is that Yunifer’s book?" One of the girls asked, looking curiously at the book in Thalia's hand. Thalia turned her head for a moment and returned to her friendly face. It was as if the cruel smile from a moment ago had never existed.

Thalia furrowed her brow, bewildered by this unexpected encounter Confusion and curiosity warred within Thalia as she tried to make sense of the mysterious girl's words. She couldn't see the girl's face clearly, and her voice held an eerie, almost haunting quality. Thalia took a cautious step forward, her voice trembling with uncertainty as she asked, "Who are you? What do you mean by 'Thorian was mine'?"

None of it. Four years ago, when Thalia still smiled. Before the whispers. Before the curse. Before death stained her name. She used to dance barefoot in the training fields after hours, sunlight in her auburn hair, mischief in her faded green eyes. I used to pretend to train longer just to watch her from afar. Thalia. The Alpha’s first daughter. Royalty. Fierce. Brave. Wild. She wasn't born an Omega. She was made one after the death of her mother. Thalia was everything I wasn’t allowed to want, but I did anyway. I loved her.

God help me, she was the most dangerous, beautiful thing I had ever touched. ​"You're marked," I rasped, my voice sounding like grinding stones. I traced the edge of the bite with my thumb, feeling the warmth of her blood. "You belong to the King now. You belong to the Alpha." ​Thalia slumped against me, her eyes clouded, her lips swollen from my kisses. She looked small against the vastness of the stone room, yet the power radiating from her—that strange, hidden depth—was still there, pulsing like a heartbeat.

"Anyway, what is the story plot? Give us some heads up about the book so we wont be clueless when we entered." "Sure." Mary agreed. "The story title is 'Started With A Lie' and it is a modern royalty-romance book. The protagonists are Thallia and Rex. Thallia worked as a choreographer slash waitress slash librarian. In short, she's poor. She lives in a orphanage together with her liltle brother and many other abandoned kids. That's why she needed many sidelines to raise not only her brother but the other kids too. The male protagonist is Rex and he's a crown prince." "Crown prince? Like him?" Anastasia asked and pointed at Eliot.

He stepped closer, his voice dropping into a low, grave warning that sent a chill straight down my spine. "Thalia is not some common omega girl that you can just push away whenever you get bored or distracted. She is a royal princess of the northern pack. Have you forgotten why you are in this position in the first place? You chose her yourself three years ago. You came to me, knelt before my throne, and begged me to approve this alliance. You signed the papers with your own blood, so you cannot simply push her out of your bed now because a pretty tutor smiled at you."