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James standing beside Stephen with his hands in his pocket looking at Asher raising his eyebrows. Stephen nodded his head at Asher and smiled. "You heard it... right?" Stephen asked and Asher looked at him and then at Mr. James. "Ohh... you are... Asher Blake... right? Kylie's friend. Nice to meet you. I am James Daniel." James said forwarding his hand towards Asher and Asher looked at Stephen who gulped his saliva down his throat knowing very well how Asher's anger is... and how he can't just control it and doesn't care about anyone or anything and just... do things as he wish to do! He is not scared of anyone!

“What are you on about? I was just passing by—” “You fucking know what I'm talking about, Asher!” Jade snapped impatiently, her eyes throwing cold glares to Asher. “You had her once but you lost her. Just the same way she's not able to get back with Kelvin, she's not going to get back with you.” Jade took a pause, staring at him closely. “And i know for a fact that she's not going to be with a cheater like you or the man who murdered her beloved grandfather—”

Jamal leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her cheek before giving her one last smile and heading back to the car. Ashley stood there, watching until the car disappeared beyond the estate gates before finally turning toward the mansion. “Oh. My. God!” Vicky squealed. “Jamal just kissed you!” Ashley blushed, looking away. “Don’t even start, Vee. Right now, all I want is to take a shower and crawl into bed.” Vicky chuckled, slipping her arm around Ashley’s hand. “And if you think I’m going to let you go to sleep without telling me every single detail… then you clearly don’t know me well enough, babe.”

Turning her back on the vampire, she pulled the bedding all the way to her neck, and closing her eyes, Violet hoped to drift back to sleep. # When dawn eventually cracked over the horizon, Alpha Asher was stirred awake from his sleep by the sound of his phone chiming with a message from Joshua stating that he and Miranda made it to the cabin safe and sound. Asher didn't have time to be relieved at the news, for a knock came from his door. Throwing on a shirt, the Alpha rubbed his eye sockets and stretched before opening his door, only to come face to face with Deidran, who stood with his feet apart and his arms clasped behind his back, like a soldier reporting for duty.

Like he was never looking in the first place. Luca notices my uneasiness. He follows my line of sight—And then snorts quietly. "Oh." Luca huffs with an eye roll. Seyla glances over. Then stills. Just slightly. "That's Callan Viremont," Luca says quietly, like it's nothing. The name hits before the meaning does. Viremont. My thoughts stutter. Slow. Then crash. Viremont. As in— Seyla shifts in her seat. "Luca—"

Her heels clicked authoritatively against the marble floor, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, and her sunglasses perched on her head like she owned the place. Ivy straightened slowly, confused. The maids paused what they were doing, exchanging looks of surprise. “Um… can I help you?” Ivy asked, her voice uncertain. The woman didn’t even blink. With a slow, confident smile, she pulled off her sunglasses and let her eyes scan the room before landing on Ivy. “You must be the house girl ” Ivy blinked. “Excuse me?” The woman dropped her bags with a soft thud and extended a perfectly manicured hand. “I’m Anastasia, Damon’s girlfriend ”

It'll be better for everyone. "Isn't it just money you want? As long as you leave, the Valentino family won't treat you unfairly…" Her words grated against my ears. I wanted to laugh, but couldn't. My heart only grew colder. Suddenly, it felt as though something inside me tore open. The effects of the drugs vanished completely, as if the invisible restraints had shattered in an instant. Beneath me, I felt a heavy mass dropping rapidly. I couldn't hold back the scream that tore from my throat.

The black SUV convoy glided through the wrought-iron gates of a secluded estate on the outskirts of the city, tires crunching softly over gravel. Tall, manicured hedges lined the private road, shielding the property from any eyes that might otherwise have wandered too close. Eve — Viper, some buried part of her mind kept insisting on calling herself now — sat in the back seat, posture straight and composed, the apartment keys safely out of her hands and into Elena and Jake's. The emotional weight of the reunion still sat heavy in her chest, a quiet ache tangled up with relief.

Vera stood at Asher’s side, her fingers brushing against the pleats of her designer skirt, trying not to shrink into herself. “You’re staring,” Asher murmured, leaning down so only she could hear him. “I’m observing,” she whispered back, lips barely moving. “And I’m pretty sure half these women have names like Bunny or Tinsley.” Asher grinned. “Bunny does exist. Married a shipping mogul. Don’t worry, she’s not much of a golfer.” Vera rolled her eyes, but the laugh slipped out before she could stop it. Asher placed a comforting hand at the small of her back, his touch steady. Warm. Grounding. “You okay?”

My stone cabin, the forest, the edge of the training yard, the outer wall at midnight… The memories sped past, too fast to follow. Then suddenly, everything slowed. In my memory, I had gathered firewood and was about to leave the forest. Lucia's voice drifted from deeper among the trees. I set the bundle down and moved closer quietly. "Did you bring it?" It was Lucia. Someone with a strange accent answered, "I did. But can you keep your promise?" "When I become Alpha Female, I can." "That's not enough." "Then what about this?"