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“Don’t worry, my love. It’s just like before. I paid five times the normal price for this batch to make sure the pain is as mild as possible. You won’t hurt much.” Pain, however, no matter how mild, would still leave scars when experienced eight times, right? I stared at the potion in the glass. I then suppressed the urge to ask him why and drank it all in one go. After taking the potion, we still had to visit the Pack Council to update documents. I had been there with Henry so many times that the wolves on the council recognized me on sight. They couldn’t help but find our situation ridiculous, even joking, “Nicole, when’s round nine? You two planning to renew your mate bond again next week

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about that future wedding. Eight years had passed, and I was still waiting for the day that promise would come true. But now, I had decided to go home. I wouldn't wait any longer. The car moved silently through the night before stopping in front of my villa. Mason unfastened his seatbelt, apparently assuming the tension between us had already passed. Out of habit, he leaned toward me, trying to kiss me. I raised my hand and pressed it lightly against his shoulder. "I'm tired, Mason."

she mumbled in shock Eight nodded slowly " I used to be, number Eight" ****

But then, over the phone, I heard a voice in the background—sweet and familiar, "Papa Dan." It was Valerie Kinder's son, Theo. Theo told Dan he'd already helped him check off twenty-nine items on his bucket list. Only one was left—seeing the Northern Lights. "Papa Dan," Theo chirped, "this is my very last wish. Will you come with me?" Dan's heart melted on the spot. He said yes without a second thought. Then he turned back to me and said, "Lynn, don't overreact. I already checked—it's just one day. It won't affect the surgery.

Heck, do i miss him that much? On the other hand, Aphrodite pulled me with her as she stood beside Apollo who's having a playful grin. I recounted them and with Aphrodite added, they're eight now. Wait, i'm confused. I thought they were called Decagon? Isn't it a ten-sided polygon? Why can i see only eight of them? Perhaps i misheard it and the real name of their group is Octagon? But it doesn't make sense! As far as i know, i still have a very sharp hearing. Maybe it's better if i just ask them?

In the eight-dimensional space, the two figures were colliding with each other at a speed invisible to the naked eye. This time, David used strength that was at the limit of what a Saint could produce.

"There are figures written on all eight of them." Evelyn turned to Doris, grinning. "Really?" Then she dashed back to her seat. "Livvie, can you arrange them from the former to the latter and tell me the figures accordingly?" She added, grabbing a paper and pen. "Sure." There was a pause at the other end. "Uh... Okay. 0-8-6-1-5-8-0-3. That's all. Got it? "Yeah. I did. Thanks, sweetie."

Eight Years The eighth year began in the specific way the well-built years had learned to begin — with the east wall and the accounting and the particular quality of a morning that knew itself as a beginning without requiring ceremony. Eight years since the gate. Elara stood in the cold dawn and thought about what eight years had produced and what they had contained and what they had cost and what they had been worth.