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"Luna! Now!" "I've got you, Dad!" Luna shouted. She raised her staff high, her blue eyes wide with concentration. She channeled her cleansing magic directly into Ryan's shield, fortifying it and actively burning away the dark acid that was trying to eat through the barrier. "Leo, they're completely open on the right flank while they channel!" "On it!" Leo yelled, a wild, fierce grin breaking across his face. He blurred out of existence, using his unmatched speed to reappear right beside the hulking sorcerer. "Hey, ugly! Catch!"

Ashford, I’m sure she found out about what happened from Thorne. I look back at Doctor Grayson in time to see him shake his head. He moves slowly toward me before hesitating and stopping. Thorne stands and bows, which is something new. The only person I’ve ever seen him bow so respectfully to is Mrs. Ashford. This time, he’s bowing to Doctor Grayson. “Lycan King Grayson,” Thorne says respectfully. “Luna Ashford.” “How are you feeling, Aurora?” Mrs. Ashford asks, stepping around Doctor Grayson who is still staring at me. Again, his gaze doesn’t make me uncomfortable, but I can’t pin why it doesn’t.

She wouldn’t react like this if it were nothing. “Oh, perfect timing, your former boss is here. What a coincidence! It’s such a nice day for me. Well, since you’re here too, I’ll just tell Athena myself,” Lauren said, suddenly smiling—a smile that hinted at something wicked. “Lauren, shut up!” Zach shouted angrily, startling all of us, especially me. “You’ve done nothing but lie! What is your problem? What have I or Athena done to you for you to do this?!” Zach added, his jaw tightening with rage. His glare toward Lauren was harsh, and his fists were clenched.

“Wait here.” I watched as the officer went and spoke to someone in a suit. He walked over to me. “Good afternoon...” he paused waiting for my name. “Dominic Thorn.” “Good afternoon, Mr. Thorn. I am Detective Connor Calloway. I believe you know whose car this is?” “It’s my fiancé's car, Leila Clarke. I was on the phone to her when the crash happened.” “Can you tell me what she said?” “Someone was following her, she said they were ramming her and then she crashed. There was a voice that said, ‘she’s mine’. Then the call cut off.”

But he was like a beast in heat and continued thrusting into the helpless girl. Olivia covered her mouth and looked on in horror. Asher commanded Carlisle and his warriors to arrive through the mental link while Olivia called for the omegas. Thelia couldn’t see through the haze, but the weight was lifted off of her. She heard growling and scooted back on the floor, moving herself into a corner. She watched as Asher had her assailant on the ground. He was fighting back, and it didn’t look like Asher would be able to hold him for long.

My blood went cold. I looked at the bone door, at the darkness beyond it, at the way the chains rattled like they were laughing. I looked at Dax—being dragged into law that wanted to own him. I looked at Kieran—wearing hunger that wasn’t his. And I made a decision I hated. “BACK,” I said, voice low, shaking. The word hit the chamber like a slammed fist. Ash surged up and slammed into Kieran, knocking him back a step. His coal-bright eyes flared with irritation—then delight.

Blondie muttered and stood up as well. Alexander ticked his tongue. "You've been a bad girl, Thawne." He clicked his tongue and shoved off the door, coming close to me. "Don't you dare come closer to me, I'm not the one you're looking for," I mumbled. "Miss Katherine Thawne. A little bitch that stabbed me in the leg and run off with my money.." He chuckled as if that amused him. "She's the girl?" Blondie looked me up and smiled. "No wonder, I thought she was good. Fuck! I want to grab those legs..ouch!" He turned and glared at the other one who was still seated.

“Five what??!” “Relax. I mean, it's nothing for someone like you, right?” “Someone like me, or someone like Ashley?” She shrugged but didn't say a word. "Listen, Layla, I don't have access to the resources that Ashley normally would. Valerie Thorne is just an average citizen.” Layla took a deep breath, the look on her face softening. “It sucks, doesn't it? But anyway,” she rose to her feet and grabbed her bag. “I'm sure you can figure something out.”

Finally, Ashley, all dressed up and looking amazing, was ready for the night that would always be special because of her engagement to Thorian. In the quiet confines of her room, Thalia paced anxiously, the air thick with her restless energy. Biting her fingers, she couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that something significant was slipping away. Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, shaking her head as if trying to dispel unwelcome thoughts. In a moment of frustration, she blurted out, “I can never let Ashley become the next Luna, not as long as I’m still alive.”

I whispered, my voice low but sharp as a blade. She pushed against me, desperate to break free. Every movement only made me hold tighter, the fire in her fueling something wild inside me. Lauren wasn’t like the others. She wasn’t Allison Vance, the polished model whose only concerns were runways and socialite parties. She wasn’t Rebekah Stuart, the actress who clung to me for the headlines, desperate to stay relevant. She wasn’t Herlene Winscoim, the heiress who thought her money made her untouchable.