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Not the last. Never the last.

The last thing I saw was Leon standing tall, facing Justin with unyielding resolve. As we slipped into the night, the sounds of the fight fading behind us, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was far from over. Justin wasn’t just a man with power—he was a storm, relentless and destructive. And no matter how far I ran, I knew he wouldn’t stop until he had me in his grasp. But as Helena and I climbed into a waiting car, my phone buzzed again with a single message: “You can’t save him, Margarette. He’s mine now.”

Am I supposed to be one of these beasts? I start wishing I had the journals and the letter from my mom explaining everything, but like everything else, it's all gone now—all but the camera I somehow instinctively kept on me. I try and speak but I have no idea what to say. Justin takes my hand and leads me to the town. "Welcome to the Moon Spirit pack! We're one of the only remaining packs in the world. We usually don't let outsiders in unless they let us know they are coming first, but you have special permission to enter," Justin explains.

"I have nothing to lose, and everything to gain." A slow smile spread across Ghost's face, the blue light momentarily illuminating a glint of admiration in his eyes. A flicker of a plan seemed to spark in his gaze. Anya, a new recruit in the fight for freedom, knew this was just the beginning. The rebellion had a new weapon, a former slave with a thirst for vengeance and a stolen blade at her side. The fight for New Shanghai had just begun. Author: Gideon Fiadzomor Copyright protected

“This book isn’t for you.” “But I like the story.” “‘Like’ isn’t part of your life curriculum,” she said coldly. “Ace, this is a weak book. One that tries to make justice sound like a matter of emotion. And the world doesn’t work that way.” “It’s just fiction, Mama. For fun.” “Fiction won’t make you anybody.” Her eyes went ice cold. “We don’t read books that justify rebellion against the law. Especially ones that humanize criminals.” “But it’s not—”

✨ Hey, my incredible readers! ✨ Just when you thought we had reached the end… there’s one last story left to be told. First off, a massive THANK YOU again for sticking with me through this wild journey. Every twist, every heartbreak, every unexpected turn—I’ve loved every moment of bringing it to life for you! But before we close this book for good… I have one last surprise waiting. I know you’ve been waiting. I know you’ve been wondering. Some stories need time to unfold, and some endings? They deserve a moment of their own. And trust me… that moment is now.

"It was someone who loved you, Elara. Someone the world forgot so we could live." The Last-Stand Valor had won the day, but at the cost of the family’s foundation. The sky was still cracked, and the Exterminator Fleet was still out there, but the Internal-Invasion had failed. The Haven was quiet, save for the sound of the waterfall and the soft, grieving hum of an Anchor who had lost a part of her soul she couldn't even name.

She hadn't stopped Jessica from going through with the procedure, but even she felt uneasy. "Jessica, I already promised him a million dollars. I didn't expect him to be so stubborn." Linda sighed softly. "You can have another baby later. The Blake family has Noah as our heir. That's enough. I heard it was a girl anyway. It doesn't matter. I have my grandson." At the word "heir," Ryan's lips curled upward, just barely. Jessica rubbed her temples. She looked around the room but didn't see Michael anywhere. She thought about how he had gotten down on his knees and begged her to spare the baby. For some reason, she had the uneasy feeling she had acted too rashly.

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