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Jake found Amity sitting slightly apart from the main group, her bare feet buried in the cooling sand as she gazed out at the moonlit ocean. "Room for one more?" he asked, settling beside her. "Always," she replied, leaning against his shoulder. "It was perfect, wasn't it? The whole day." "Absolutely perfect," Jake agreed. "I've never seen your brother and brother-in-law so happy.” “I can’t say I have either,” Amity agreed.

"Listening to what?" "To the mountain," I said. Lyra suddenly stood up. She walked to the window, her violet eyes fixed on the forest below. She let out a series of melodic, mournful chirps—the language of the birds. A moment later, a massive snowy owl flew through the window, landing on the sill. It didn't look afraid. It looked... urgent. Caelum stood beside his sister, his hand glowing with a soft emerald light as he touched the owl’s wing.

Charles revealed, pointing a finger at me before placing his hands in his pocket. “I will deal with that one.” Charles nodded. “And Lady Eleanor?” Amelia shifted her eyes to me. “She is there but as per your orders she will be leaving the palace this morning.” “That's all I need to hear, the only one left now is Oliver…” “And Ava?” Amelia chipped in. “What about her?” “Arthur, u don't like new things, this is not a good sign, there is a reason impure wolves are different.” “Maybe you should just accept that the moon goddess helped her,” I growled stepping closer.

She said when it flew down to meet her. Amelia came out of her hiding to greet it. Unlike most owls that she had seen, they had black iris and pupils but this one was special. It had blue eyes. Amelia's jaw dropped. "Such a beautiful bird" she widened her arms to give it a hug when she noticed the howl walking away from her. "Come on little guy I promise, I won't hurt you.. come on" she danced a little as she tried to chase it but the howl increased it speed.

Olivia almost has steam coming out of her ears. “Listen Liv, I am not getting rid of you and I am not using it to get laid.” I say truthfully. I hope I get laid but I am using the space away from everyone to build the bond with my mate. I try to reason her further by adding, “Look, I just assigned rooms and didn’t know Amelia was even coming until she showed up. I thought you wouldn’t want your best friend being around guys like Owen and Blake. You know how they get around girls.”

My eyes circled for where the voice originated from, and the pits of my stomach twisted when I saw Amity in chains and escorted by Neal, looking at me. "I am Amity Debble. Omega of the Lily of the Valley pack and serving maid to Luna Eva." No... No... I approached the girl. How was she in chains? Why did she look so defeated? Why did she want to sell me out? I was the only one who took care of a runt like her. She owed me. She fucking owed me! "She lies!" I screamed as my legs quickened. "She is a fucking liar!" I didn't get to reach her. Two sentinels blocked my path.

“Bedtime, little guy. You’ve already out-read everyone tonight.” “Even Jackson?” James laughed. “Especially Jackson,” Luke said, passing a mug to Amiriam. The Oden household had been peculiarly quiet for days. Since James's birthday and everything that happened, they were walking on eggshells around one another, as if the air itself would shatter if a deep breath was taken. During the quiet, Amiriam lost herself in Threadlight's last rewrites. She wrote in borrowed moments—early morning hours when the house slept, and late night hours when Luke pretended to be studying at his desk but was really standing sentinel over her.

I shifted into my Owl and took off for the small cabin, Prince Liam informed me would be my hideout until it was time. The small single room cabin wasn’t far from the gardens of the palace, and it was very well taken care of. There was a small bed of flowers around the front porch and a single swing in the front. Very sweet, like a child’s play house tucked away in the forests of fairytales. When I entered the painted blue and white cabin, one bunkbed and a single bed were tucked away in the corners near the back with a wood table and three chairs set just under the front window. I could imagine three little children playing house. When I took a closer look at the beds, carved into the wood

Luna Jovita laughed. Alpha Juno pulled her in for a kiss. Ann Willow’s house. “All settled in?” Ann asked, walking into her room that she now shared with Ami, the were-owl princess. “I am. Thank you for sharing your room with me,” Ami said. “Don’t look so sad. We will end up being best friends; you wait and see,” Ann said, sitting next to Ami on the bed. “Don’t you already have a best friend?” Ami asked.

Darkness blanketed the house, rain lashing windows. "Flashlights in the kitchen," Liam said, standing. He grabbed one, handed it to the girls. "You two okay?" Isabella shrugged. "Fine. Soph's the baby." Sophia shivered at a boom. "Not funny." They headed upstairs, beams cutting the black. Liam checked doors, then went to his room. Stripped to boxers, slid under covers. Thunder shook the house, wind howling.