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Pft. She was thrilled with my gift and immediately read the book with excitement. I shook my head in amusement. I walked towards the squad who were talking to Caitlyn, the princess of Majika. I smiled and sat beside my twin. Cathy quickly sat beside me, and Leena glared at her. Then Cathy pouted her lips which made me chuckle. Leena snake her arms around my waist possessively and I chuckled at her childishness. I don't know why she doesn't want Cathy hugging me.

The lady swayed the floating book in front of her and stared directly at him, "Once again, you did not make an effort to be back at the palace on time. You were involved in a death case, and even though you were proven innocent, you are now under the Academia's radar which is undesirable for both of us in every possible ways. When all's said and done, this is the sanction you and I have agreed to execute should you commit any type of misconduct, am I being understood?" "Y-Yes,” he surrendered. "Here it is . . read this page now — without putting those books down, if you’d be so kind.” Her newly opened book turned into Tristan’s sweaty and fatigued face. “This is a compilation of unsolved mys

"Thalia, help us, Please!" Thalia jolted away from her sleep. She had a brief nightmare about her missing friends. Thalia released a heavy sigh. She is sweating profusely, and her mind is experiencing sudden blankness. Thalia dumbly stared at her surrounding. Rather than sleeping on the bed, she lay on the floor without a blanket. And, her room is a mess!

And beside him sat the Alpha Queen herself, gray threading through hair. Alpha Queen Isora. “Who’s that beside him?” I whispered to Talia as we climbed the steps, nodding toward the green-eyed woman. “Emery. Lord Garrick’s second daughter.” Talia kept her voice just as low, her eyes forward, her feet never slowing. “Now stop asking questions and start pouring, before Greta finds a reason to skin us both.” I followed her up the last of the steps, my tray shaking slightly in my hands, my heart hammering so loud I was certain someone would hear it over the music.

Most of all, he would regret the day he met me. Gone was the Thalia who craved love and attention so desperately that she married the first man who gave her a taste of it. Gone was the girl crippled by depression and anxiety that surrendered to hopelessness. Gone was the girl who sat back and let people steal from her, lie to her, and tear her apart. Now? Welcome the new Thalia. The Thalia who would burn everything in her path to take back what was hers. "You should eat, you know” Bella's mocking voice pulled me from my thoughts.

Like a book cracked open. “You’re late,” the woman said simply. “I—” “I do not tolerate tardiness.” Her voice was calm but firm. “If you are to awaken your potential, then discipline must become your closest companion.” Mochi muttered under her breath, “Well, someone skipped charm school.” Emilia bowed her head slightly, stepping forward. “I’m Emilia.” “I know who you are,” the woman replied. “I’m Thalia. And I’m here because your existence poses a risk to both sides of the veil.”

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.

I can't wait to see our pups, I hope one of them favours me, Arabella took no physical attribute of mine. “Well?” her gaze lifts to mine. “Don't just stand there, or are you looking to sleep elsewhere?” her head tilts, “Mariella is alone, and you've got plenty of vacant rooms.” “No,” I quickly decline. I like where I am tonight, as much as it'll hurt one day, I like the current situation. “You just need to promise not to harass me, advocate Laurel.” Thalia giggles, a hand on her chest and the other on her belly. “I promise, I Thalia Rose Laurel will resist you, Alpha Knox Winslow.” she says, her hand dropping. “As painful as it may be, you have my word.

A man with a scarred face—Orion—holding a red leather book. And most frightening of all, Elias lying dead at my feet while a shadowy figure stood behind me. I came back to myself with a gasp. Everyone was looking at me. "Thalia is dead," I whispered, somehow knowing it was true. "She sent this book to me with her last breath." The sound of approaching cars broke the moment. "We have to go," Rowan urged. "The Guardians are here." As we gathered our few things, I clutched the book to my chest, feeling its ancient power. Something told me this book held answers—and dangers.

She looks at Chris and shakes her head. "Do you think I really care about this fool? He was a pawn to get to my real prize. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Thalia, one of the witches from the Mystic Flame Coven. I'm over three hundred years old. I've waited a long time for you, sisters of the Mystic Moonlighters. When I discovered Docia was for sale, I had Chris buy her. I didn't know where Petra was hiding, but I knew you would eventually find each other. I heard you were hanging out with the royals, so I convinced Chris it was time for him to take his rightful place on the throne." Thalia stands up and walks over to where Chris is sitting. He turns to us and grins evilly. "Get these chai