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she screamed out fire and brimstone from her lungs, as if she had been heartbroken by her boyfriend. “ Aria, I didn’t mean to. It was a mistake..” my eyes dilated, as I saw the pains in her eyes, it was more than being heartbroken. Aria is so addicted to her books, that when you break her books you break her… you break lose memories that was meant to be hidden.

she exclaimed after she took in a mouthful of cheesecake for the third time. “Why, what’s wrong?” He asked, feigning innocence. “There’s…” she then sticks her tongue out to see whatever it is. Her eyes slowly widened, and her mouth turned to an ‘O’ as she looked at the object she took out of her mouth. Jada wasn’t taking her eyes off the ring as if wondering if it was real or fake. From the ring, her eyes slowly moved to look at Lyken. He couldn’t help but break into a smile. Jada’s reaction was priceless.

" As I finished speaking, I heard gasps from the crowd surrounding me. The series of revelations was almost too much for the spectators to process. "So Mr. Smith isn't the person we thought he was. It's understandable how he would treat his wife's family poorly after being betrayed like that, isn't it?" "Oh, poor child. Isn't his son only a year old?"

Aurora, you should’ve just walked away from all of this. I bit my lip, trying to focus on Adrian instead of the firestorm of emotions inside me. The last thing I needed was another argument. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring—the one he had given me, the one that symbolized promises broken. Adrian’s eyes followed my every move. When I handed him the ring, his fingers brushed against mine, and for a moment, I felt a flicker of the past. But that moment quickly died. I wasn’t the same girl who had once believed in his promises. I wasn’t the same naive woman who had thought love was supposed to be easy.

“It’s not just one friend, Renrik. There are hundreds of werewolves down here enslaved by Valefar. I need to save them all. Tell me how you opened the portal. Leave that knowledge with me and go and heal. I’ll follow you with the others.” Renrik moved his hand away from his left eye and scrutinised the ring on his little finger. It vibrated and cracked. Veins of bright orange spread across the black band, slowly burning it away. It was similar to the ring Valefar wore, but crudely made; a cheap imitation. It couldn’t hold itself together. “I can’t,” Renrik sighed, frustration finally showing. “The ring is breaking and there isn’t any time. We’re going now, Seraphine.”

Instead, she held it closer to her heart, as if it was the most precious thing in her possession. And noticing that instead of the metallic surface, only the whitened ring marks were left on her finger when I tended to her…I'm not dumb not to realize that this "problem" of theirs involved the very existence of their marriage. Rupert, who ceased fighting back, lowered his head and seemed rather calm now. His voice is full of guilt and regret.

My mom didn’t even know she bought a magic ring! “If a woman walked up to you and said ‘I saw you in a vision and this happened so I made this ring to help you’ would you take it?” Luna Laura asked in a skeptical voice “Fair enough” I said quietly Flipping the pages she found the page with my ring on it. Written in script was hard to read but it looked like it said, ‘the one who will be chased by many but will only know heartbreak till the time is right’ Below it was a necklace that looked just like my ring but on a chain.

Axen looked at me without a speck of emotion on his face and said. "I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud.

I stood before my vanity, the blood-ruby ring in my hand. For five hundred years, it had never left my finger. Augustine had said it was forged from his heart’s blood, one of a kind. But now, Lucy wore its twin. I clenched my fist, and the ring shattered. The crimson shards cut into my palm, my own blood dripping between my fingers. The pain was grounding. I then took out the scroll of our Mating pact and, without hesitation, ripped it to shreds.

And this time, I feared, Captain Fitzwilliam had even outsmarted me. If only I had some kind of ace to play… “Hey, the lass is with them,” Pippin said, his window overlooking the yard. “Lass?” I asked, though I immediately knew who he was talking about. Lucky. The unusually fair-haired, blue-eyed girl. Of course, she had leaped to the next man who could offer her help. She had nothing to do with this and just wanted to go home. I couldn’t blame her for not wanting to die. But it annoyed me that those fiery eyes and playful smile would now belong to Fitzwilliam. Not to mention that she had implied I had forced myself upon her. She had already looked that way when I found her—or when she found