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I paused, eyes lingering on the orphanage’s emblem glowing softly on the screen—gentle colors, childish symbols, a lie perfected over generations. “Locate the source of this leak,” I added. “Anyone brave—or foolish—enough to hand me this much ammunition either wants protection… or expects a reward.” “Either way,” I said calmly, setting the tablet aside, “the Southern City Orphanage no longer belongs to them.” The doors sealed behind him with a soft hiss, leaving me alone in the war room’s crimson glow. I turned back to the holo-screens, pulling up acquisition timelines, when a quiet knock sounded—three measured taps, almost hesitant.

It was a cheap, heavily scratched silver locket. No. That’s impossible. It wasn't just any piece of jewelry. It was the only thing I owned from my biological parents before Alpha Ashford adopted me and turned me into his daughter's glorified servant. Inside that dented little locket was a faded, water-damaged picture of a smiling woman with my exact eyes, my real mother. The locket had mysteriously vanished from my tiny bed at the orphanage years ago when I was just a child. I had spent weeks crying myself to sleep over it, assuming the headmistress had thrown it into the trash out of pure spite.

I could put up with everything else, but that watch was different. It was a birthday gift from my late older brother, Norman, who had spent almost six months saving up for it. Two years ago, he was killed during an undercover mission. They never even found his remains. That watch was all I had left to remember him by. Samson was already so unfair. Meanwhile, I was exhausted, and I didn't even want to fight about this anymore. When I thought about my decision to leave soon, I felt strangely at peace.

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

Her daughter had really been ripped from her bed, and now, the same people who were responsible for taking her child from her may have succeeded in taking her dad. Ellie couldn't imagine what her life would be like without her father in it. For as long as she could remember, he'd been there for her. Like a rock, like the brick wall she needed to hold her up anytime she felt like she couldn't stand on her own, he was always there. Even though she had River now, it wasn't the same. No matter how old a person got, they always needed a parent. But if Michael died, she wouldn't have any parents at all. She'd be an orphan.

It most certainly doesn’t get better than this. **To my wonderful, wonderful readers... thank you for following along. This ends The Orphan Luna. Thank you for reading along**

It’s my last link to Aiden. The paramedics tell me to hold on a little longer and I hear one of the nurses snap at Lilith telling her that now is not the time for this behavior. That’s the last thing I heard before my world went black.

“Both families faced many perils after discovering the Transcending Ice Crystal. Many kingdoms were jealous of such weapons and had sought to rob them of their possessions. Such a weapon is considered a god send as nothing could stop it. Everyone lusted for that power. There was little they could do to stop them. All the kingdoms slowly hunted both families were and killed. Some were tourched to give up the location of the mine. All of that and resisted had died.” She slowly continued with a slight pause. She knew for what she was going to say cause stirred emotions. “Many years later both families betrothed their eldest children and send them off in to a remote part of the world to continue

Greetings my lovely authors, This is the continuation of the book 'THE LAST ALPHA' which will be updated with the sequel 'THE LAST ALPHA : WAR OF FANGS'. I hope you will support my story just like the prequel. Thank you Zia Prologue The burnt orange sun was set below the horizon, and it’s the shadows that casted upon the town of human beings. The clustered clouds were scattered to the end of the sky, where the sun was burning with its last light. Twinkling stars which were supposed to fill the night, were scared to show up in the dusk.

After about two hours of non stop driving, the cars pulled to a halt in front of an orphanage; All's well Orphanage and they all stepped out of the car. They walked into the orphanage and requested to see the oldest person in the orphanage who happens to be a man by the name, Mr. Lyon. A lady led the way to Mr. Lyon's office and knocked softly on the door. "Come in" A deep old voice responded from behind the door.