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I despised them almost as much as I despised being woken up from my sleep, I rolled my eyes before looking over at Justin, Justin was a tall lanky guy, three years my junior and completely obsessed with murders. “Rush, it is an extremely high profile case and there’s a lot of second guessing going around, let’s face it the Hudson’s are not short of enemies. They’ve been crawling out from the shadows for some time now.” there was a brief pause where Justin and I gave each other a knowing look, only a person with our experience would know that a person who is missing, is a person of interest. “If a person has nothing to hide, why would they run?” I said to Justin while raising an arched eyebro

And I'll be alone. Loneliness has been the theme of my life for more days than I can count. I miss Dad. I miss Seth. It gets harder to pin Seth down with a phone call with every passing day. He calls me and I miss it. I call him back and he misses it. By the time we catch each other, he's exhausted and sleeping on the other end of the line before I can ask him how he is. He asks me to join him in every city he lands in, but I haven't had the heart to leave Mom alone, especially now Chase is gone.

“We are not eating each other while she’s in chains.” “We already know the obvious,” Tristan returned, jaw tight. “Chelsea died.” The words fell flat—stated, not mourned. “Jalen went missing the same night—hours after Evandra. The pup vanished after the mother bled out. No tracks. No witnesses worth trusting. Pearl is a husk—and the husk lies.”

He pulled me closer and hugged me. I could feel that he really missed me by the way he hugged me as if we didn’t decide to get away from each other. “Oh god!” I felt him kissing my head. “I know I decided to stay away from you but I still can’t help but miss you, Clea Mair.” I won’t deny it. I also miss him and ever since I got back from Yain City, I couldn’t take the memories we have together out of my mind. I also have the urge to call him, to at least, hear his voice, and fortunately, I managed to stop myself. And to take it off my mind, I always make myself busy with work.

Even Micah and Rita, who had spoken up for me before, now turned and walked the other way when they saw me. I felt like I was infected with some kind of plague. To make matters worse, rumors about me started to spread online. "I heard this dude called Jeremiah Reeves is really dark and twisted. He's always holding grudges." "All three people died after pissing him off. That's terrifying." "My friend said he always sits alone in the corner with this super creepy look in his eyes." Hearing the rumors almost broke me. I started to wonder if there really was something wrong with me.

I don't know how I'm supposed to live without you. She cried so hard that the despair clinging to her could no longer be hidden. I smiled faintly. "Isn't that simple? "You still have Julian and the two boys. "The four of you can live happily as one big family." The Carter family was bankrupt, while the Scott family was falling apart. They truly were the perfect match.

Three rogues cornered me in the woods when I was eight weeks pregnant. My mate, Adrian Blackwood, Alpha of the Blackpine Pack, was watching fireworks with his brother’s widow. I called him with one hand clamped over the claw marks on my arm. “Adrian, please. They’re going to kill me.” “Nora, being pregnant doesn’t mean you can make things up. You’re staying at the penthouse in the heart of the werewolf clan.It’s guarded by pack warriors. How would rogues get in?” A growl came from behind the tree. On his end of the call, Selene laughed beneath the fireworks. “It’s the anniversary of my brother’s death. She needs something to take her mind off it. Just wait until tomorrow. I’ll come home then

I pushed back, using Sebastian's script. "Sebastian is not chaotic, Father. He is strategic. He is being maliciously targeted by a former rival, a man named Griffin Patterson, who is trying to leverage a past tragedy to destroy his company. Sebastian's move—the engagement—was a necessary counter-measure to stabilize CazoS's stock and protect me from the smear campaign. The police reports, as you know, cleared me. This scandal is purely fabricated to discredit him."

This is embarrassing. "Zara, we missed you so much. You don't know how horrible it felt to see you lying unconscious on that hospital bed. Every day, every single day I prayed that you'd wake up. I missed you so much and now you're back- I-I want you to be happy and live a worry free life." His voice was beginning to crack. I can tell, he is about to crack with emotions. This is serious; the Emelie I know never breaks down even as a child.

I finally found the strength to tear my eyes away from the portrait and looked at Saige. "Saige, we need to find that journal of her's. I think Aziel is in danger. I don't think he died" I added breathlessly. ------------------------------------------------------- After the museum, Saige and I quickly excused Elios and left to go home. We needed to figure out where we can find this rumored journal. Her side of the story might be the missing puzzle piece to our gap of missing memories. Saige took Elijah to the library and I took refuge in my room with my mom's journal. I decided to read every page thoroughly for any clues or missing points. There has to be something we missed.