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she muttered to herself, sighed and turned to her right side. She closed her eyes again trying to force herself to sleep when a thought came to her then her eyes opened again. "Aurora started behaving different since the day she woke up from that fall, or maybe some part of her brain was affected that she didn't remember how we do somethings?. Her character has changed also, I need to inform Alpha Ralph about it in the morning." She concluded, staring at the ceiling. Aurora strolled out of the mansion with Rita walking behind her.

The age of awakening. If she was mated to Zander and Rowen then they wouldn’t be able to stay away from her. And when that happens. the entire world would tilt. AURORA’S POV The wind howled louder than usual. It slipped through the cracks in my windows and rattled the trees outside like a warning. Like something was stirring. I sat on the edge of my bed, the soft hum of my lamp casting long shadows across the walls. I should’ve been finishing my English paper or scrolling mindlessly through my phone like any other almost-sixteen-year-old, but I couldn’t shake the feeling crawling up my spine.

Lena walked to the room's centre and stood there and looked up at the star maps and felt the wolf fully present and the mark blazing and the circuit vibrating at the very last increment before completion. Nyra took her position to Lena's left. Rafael came to stand directly before her — not at the working distance of the training floor, not at the careful studied remove he had maintained since the first night. Before her, close, in the position of someone who has finally closed the distance and is not going to apologise for it. She looked up at him. He looked at her. "I'm ready," she said. "I know," he said. He took her hands — both of them, his hands around hers, his grip steady and absolute

Jordyn was back in the cell, Leviathan frozen in terror as he stared straight into her eyes. She took his traumatized state as a way to escape and flung her head into his, knocking him down. She started to shift, not caring about her clothes, hoping that the silver wouldn’t burn her wrists too bad. She was shocked at how little resistance the cuffs gave her before shattering. She felt the burns but didn’t have time to question anything. Fully in wolf form, she ran. Not knowing where she was didn’t alter her plan at all. She went with her instincts and followed her nose the best she could with the thunderstorm that was happening as soon as she got out of the house she was being held hostage i

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Outside, the world lay deserted. Shortly after, the cock buried inside me seemed to get hard again. It gradually became larger, bringing my thoughts back to reality. Julian grabbed my waist and turned me over. "Again?" I whispered as I felt my insides already throbbing with excitement. Just then, there was an impatient knock on the door.

I couldn't wait for the day when her werewolf powers would manifest, when she would truly come into her own as a strong and powerful wolf. Ana's P.O.V I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled deep in my gut after visiting the psychic with my husband, Richard. We took our daughter, Daciana, to see the wise old woman just to get a glimpse of what the future held for our little girl. But what we found out was far from anything we could have ever imagined.

I lay there, shivering, my body trying to heal the invisible wounds of a rejected bond while the silver chains continued to poison my blood. A soft click of the door made my ears twitch. I became alert instantly, my instincts screaming. Someone was here. I forced myself upright, my back scraping against the rough stone as I tried to find my footing. The door creaked open, admitting a sliver of light from the hallway.

It lacked the constant sharpness she carried while awake. I stayed perfectly still. Even Orrin didn’t move. I didn’t want to wake her up. For a rare moment, everything felt calm. But then she stirred. She opened her eyes and awareness crept slowly across her face. Confusion flickered in here eyes followed by realization. She froze. Then she pushed herself upright quickly. She brushed leaves from her clothes, clearly irritated. “What happened?” she asked. I sat up slowly. “We fell asleep.” A faint flush crept across her face, but I couldn’t tell if she was angry or embarrassed.

a man's furious voice rang out behind me. I turned to see a handsome man slap a document before me. It was a divorce agreement. Carissa Winton? Suzanne? Mrs. Faust? Weren't those the important characters in a popular stereotypical melodramatic romance novel I'd just read? So, I'd transmigrated into the body of Carissa Winton, the poor female lead of the novel. She'd aborted three children for the male lead, Lincoln Faust's sake, and was dying of bone cancer.