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It seemed like a lifetime ago when my wolf snarled those words in my mind. How time flies. Anyway... Elliot still kept the glass around as if clinging to a piece of his old self. Shaking my head, I reached for the book. I didn't mean to open it... really, I didn't. But curiosity got the better of me. The first few pages were harmless. Notes, a few scribbled reminders, and random sketches. I had no idea Elliot was a secret artist. Then I turned another page, and my breathing stopped. It was a drawing.

Why is it so difficult to find my happiness? Aiden's alert eyes caught Mine's bag, which was scattered with an open book on the floor near the table. He took the book, and it turned out there were notes with messy writing, but Aiden was still able to understand them. Daddy came to this address. Jl. Xxxx No. 000 This is Grandpa's home address. Mine waits, Daddy... "Smart kid," Aiden muttered. Without thinking, Aiden went with the paper to the address.

But if she wasn't mysterious, I don't think the secret and everything else would be worth it. I shook my head, hoping the very action would rid me of the excessive thoughts in my head. Strangely it did, and the only thing I had in mind was to actually find out what F.S had to do in all of this. I took a deep breath before opening the first page of the book In my grip. "It was a hot sunny afternoon. " I read out loud, letting the rest of the words flow out freely and basking myself in the scenery my mind was creating.

Clara yelped, grabbing my arm dramatically, like I was throwing her to the wolves. I leaned in closer and whispered, “You’re at the right age, you know. And Doctor Smith seems like a pretty decent guy. Why not seize the opportunity? When you’re alone, just throw yourself at him!” Clara’s eyes widened in horror. “Hey, hey, you…” But I was already halfway out the door, laughing to myself as I waved goodbye. She didn’t manage to grab me, and as I left, I could see the beginnings of a blush creeping up her face. It was kind of adorable, really.

I know there's something written in the book, I know there's a secret behind it, but just what is the secret? Letting out a sigh, I stood up and walked over to where I kept my books, as I picked one from the piles of books, and started reading it. I couldn't concentrate, as the thought of my parents, the strange wolf in the woods, my friend, Kai, and the book, kept haunting my mind, keeping me distracted.

He re-emerged with an old worn leather book, Alissa could see slips of paper sticking out of it. He placed it on the table and opened it. “This, is our biggest secret, you must never tell a soul unless they come to you in this trouble.” He pushed the book towards her pointing to a yellowed piece of paper that had been stuck to the page. Alissa read the fading ink

Did he sense something. Did he notice that I wasn't really reading the book? I thought, looking at the book in my hands (My Life Saver by Lilian Finn). What a weird coincidental name for a book. Twenty minutes past eleven p.m. When did time fly so fast? I survived today, tomorrow is going to be another day. "Let's get ready for it." I said, resting my head on my pillow and hugging the book, My Life Saver. ***Day eleven***

My head was racing. Saito family. Wolf bane. Gem of Life. Two mates My life is officially insane. I reached my room and shut the door behind me. For a second I just stood there, staring at my bookshelf. The book. The one I hid. The one Sammy gave me months ago and it’s has helped me so far to discover my true potential. I walked over, pulled it out from behind the false panel I made, and held it in my hands. The Gem of Life.

Twelve years Twelve years of hiding, longing, and pretending we could live separate lives while our packs hated each other. And yet the moment we stood in the same room again, everything returned as if time had never moved. I sat up slowly, pulling the blanket around me. My body felt heavy with exhaustion, but my mind raced. Lynx came in, and as soon as he laid his eyes on me, his eyes widened, and a mischievous grin appeared on his lips as he scanned my naked body.

EVELYN’S POV I make my way through the dimly lit private room of the club, itching to get my mind off work. I left Evelyn Harper at the entrance of the club, and now, only Mistress V remains, a confident woman in latex and a mask covering my face. This is my escape, after a day of being the invisible secretary who fetches coffee and schedules meetings for the most terrifying man in the city, I can be Mistress V. I can finally be seen, I can give out orders. This is why I love Mistress V, she lives a life that is opposite to mine, and when I’m her, I forget the hell I live through as Evelyn.