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A bloodied man who was bound tightly was dragged into the hall. Morrigan's face turned ashen, and despair filled her eyes. "You wanted to kill Sienna, inherit my fortune, and hand it all to this man, didn't you? You two plotted well, but fate had other plans. A drone spotted Sienna's body, or else I might have fallen for your scheme!" Mom growled. With one kick, both Morrigan and the man were sent flying to the corner to huddle together. Morrigan crawled toward Mom, clutching at her pant leg. "Mom, I'm your birth daughter…"

Mom always told me, "Your stomach's weak, you can't handle too much of it." It wasn't until much later that I understood — it wasn't that I couldn't eat it. She just didn't want to give me any. My voice came out cold. "I'm not going." Her tears spilled over all at once. "Ryan, how did you turn into this? That's your father!" I looked at her. "Does he even know I'm his son? When I had two ribs broken, you know what he said? He said, 'Looks like the lesson hasn't sunk in yet.'"

The fucker who had promised to avenge my father’s death only for his daughter to be as cold and twisted by marrying the enemy’s son. “I give you my word, both you, and Carlos, my dearest father, I will not allow them to scare me, to scar me, or break me anymore. I have taken more than I could have believed that I could. Little did I know, I am still more capable and willing, I will get your revenge, all of you.” I said, looking at my son’s picture as he was a child in my arms. Sienna sat in her playpen, watching us in silence. I remember looking at her to see the whole world in her eyes. It was her personality, her rebellion, and ability to say no that always had me knowing that she could do

he stared at me passionately, his eyes craving for my reaction but I was just numb trying to process where all this was leading to. "I can still achieve my revenge through you. Rather than killing you, I've got other plans. I'm gonna make you pay for the atrocities of your father and you are gonna take all the afflictions for your pack, from now on, you are my slave." Venom dripped in every syllables of his words but I could care less for now. Only four words reverberated in my head and settled rent free in it; ~you are my slave~

– he swallowed hard, visibly trying to hold back his tears – I came home from school one day and saw that my father was crying in the living room… And I immediately knew that he was gone. - I know it may seem strange… – he continued, after a moment of silence in which the two seemed not to know what to say – But, even in the midst of the pain of knowing that I would never see him again… I was relieved . Relieved to know that he was free That he would no longer be a slave to that damn feeling. That he would no longer feel the suffering she had caused… That his pain was finally over. Ruth, on the other hand... - Logan growled, possessed - Her, I never forgave. And I doubt I ever will. Especial

The Dark Moon pack wasn't a rumor but tangible danger. She turned to Daniel with desperation on her face. "You need to come with us. We can't be alone right now." Daniel nodded; his face turned serious. "Right. Let's find your father." As they ran to the clump of people which just about started to amass, a premonition struck Sophia-an uncanny feeling that nothing would ever again be as it was. The darkness pulsed with menace, and she sensed they were standing at the threshold of something dangerous.

I said, pretending to be sick. They laughed. "Come on in. You really want to be raped by Amber," Miko shouted. I got into the car and sat next to Miko. The gorillas are also looking handsome tonight. I can smell their strong perfume too. They appear to have sinister plans for tonight. "Jom, you know, I really like pussy. Besides, Jane is there. We will let her devirginize you tonight." The boys laughed, except for Joma, who was blushing. He is still a virgin. He is all about books and research. That's why, until now, he has never been kissed or touched. "Besides, I will not get raped. I will rape!" I bit my lip like a maniac.

In front of him was a man standing and checking his results. Alexander silently ate the food and was thinking from time to time about leaving the country and establishing his forces before coming back to take his revenge. He was certain that his parent's accident was more than it seemed

Even Elena felt bad when her son didn't greet her this morning. But really it was what she should have expected from the son she abandoned when he was just a baby, and never cared to see how he was doing even when his father begged her to come home and see how her son was doing. There were times when Arthur used to blame himself, he used to think he was a bad son and that's why his mom abandoned him. But as he grew older, he understood that his mom never cared enough to pick him over something. Elena took her eyes off her plate and looked at Arthur. "How are you doing today, my son?" She asked softly, with a smile on her face. Hoping her son will talk to her.

“We told you that so you wouldn’t dig deeper. But the truth is… he’s our son. Our real son. We gave birth to him.” I backed up. My back hit the wall. “No. No, no, no,” I muttered. “Then who am I?” “You… you were adopted.” I stared at them, mouth agape, struggling to breathe. “And that boy, he’s not just any boy. He’s a psychopath,” my dad added, his voice now low and heavy. “That’s why we threw him away. That’s why we abandoned him.” “What the actual hell are you saying?” My voice was barely there. “You threw away your own son? You called him a psychopath?!”