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Lever's point of view "For my son, Lever Winchester, stay handsome as your father Rifle Winchester. I've been seeking for a justice for my parents and grandfather, but I couldn't stay with your side, I can't see you growing up. But I confidence, your mother won't neglecting you. You're my last asset, until we meet my Lever Winchester," I read on the paper. He wrote a letter, before he died for me? I looked at the old paper I was holding, I re-read the last sentence in the letter in front of me.

Hello, my lovely readers Finally! Another season is done and we are entering the finale season of The Last Alpha Standing! Things have been a rollercoaster even for me. I could not believe that time flies so fast that this novel is already at its climax and down to its ending. I thank you all for your support and for reading my story.

Kane said but Murphy wasn't buying what he was saying. His concern was how he could save his father but he knows he won't be able to do that. "What's the point of being an Alpha when there is no Werewolf left?" Murphy uttered. "Son... Please do it! You'll understand this when you grow up. Kill me now! Please" Kane said, already coughing and his pulse getting weak. Murphy stretched his hands forward and his fingers became longer. "Save travels, Father" He said and struck his father on his neck before breaking into tears.

Still showed up with meals, even as her body broke down. She even gave him her bone marrow. Dr. Carter said it had to be done without anesthesia. And Elise was terrified of pain. Hemi's heart split open. The tears wouldn't stop. They used to dream about owning a little B&B one day. Swapping stories with strangers. Seeing the world together. So he took her. They saw northern deserts. Arctic lights. Ocean skies bursting with fireworks. He'd confessed to her once under a sky just like that. Their last stop was a tulip field.

"I love that one too. Maple leaves shine their brightest in autumn. It reminds me of the first time I saw you at school. "I'll make it the centerpiece of our 100-Year Anniversary Collection. But it won't be for sale. It will belong to you alone." Odessa wrapped her arms around him, looking up with a teasing pout. "You'd better mean it. If you don't, I'll leave you forever." "I swear on my life!"

Then I used every bit of strength I had left and shoved Lily to the floor. She landed hard on her butt, still crying. I smiled. "There. THAT was me pushing you." A little bump like before? Yeah, that was never my style. *** Johan took Lily to the hospital. I sat blankly in the living room for most of the day, fighting the pain eating through my body. I was already dying. Why couldn't Lily just wait out the little time I had left? Why did she have to show up and start trouble? Night fell before I finally heard the lock turn.

It was a warm laugh. Gentle enough to calm an entire universe. The blue book suddenly shone brighter than the Gate itself. Across its blank page... words appeared without Adrian writing them. The greatest Author... The page paused. Then completed its own sentence. ...is the one who knows when not to write. The Last Editor slowly closed his eyes. A tear rolled down his face. "So this..." "...was the lesson." The black stains that had covered his hands for countless ages slowly disappeared. The darkness surrounding him dissolved into silver dust.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Before she could form an answer, the chair in the back of the auditorium scraped gently across the floor. The stranger stood, and the steady, measured sound of his footsteps began to echo through the empty hall. He walked with neither hurry nor hesitation, each step perfectly matching the exact rhythm etched into her memory from the night before. But he wasn't walking toward the stage, nor toward her; he was heading straight for the exit. As the heavy doors finally closed behind him, Elena released a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. "He left," she whispered.

Before the birthday party even began, Jeannie Collins cast her phone screen onto the large display in the private room. Then she started an anonymous poll in the group chat she shared with all our mutual friends. The question was simple: [Should I stay with my boyfriend to cut the birthday cake tonight, or go with my childhood friend to his movie premiere?] Thirty seconds. The countdown began. The numbers kept climbing. [Childhood friend: 17 votes.] [Boyfriend: 1 vote.] Everyone assumed that one vote was mine. Jeannie leaned back against the couch, glanced at the results, and smiled. "Majority rules." Marvin Snyder immediately slipped the movie tickets into her hand. "Looks like eve

"Leave him." Dante's eyes stayed locked on me. "Eleanor. Come home. My father is willing to overlook this if you return quietly. If not, he will act. You know what that means." I looked at him. And I laughed. "Dante. I told you. It's over." His face faltered. "You're throwing me away? Your own parents?" I looked at them. At him. "The person who threw me away, Dante, was all of you."