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I didn't know how to respond, I didn't know exactly what I saw, well I saw a wolf-man monster with red glowing eyes. Santiago sets the white metal medical box next to me on the daybed before motioning with his fingers towards my legs with the deep scratches caused by that monster’s claws. “May I have permission to touch your body?” He asked, looking at me for the first time in my eyes. I nodded, he didn’t have to ask me to touch my body in order to help me with this crazy scenario that had unfolded so quickly after I threw my hot tea in Kol's face. My life is turned from the right side up to upside down. I was dragged down this whirlpool of this new crazy reality of life now whether I wanted

“Let it be what it is.” In that space, tangled together, teasing, laughing softly, pressing close, brushing fingertips along skin, Imani felt it—the delicate balance of desire, jealousy, love, and intimacy, mingling, stretching through them. She had never felt more alive. The night moved slowly, deliberately, each movement a small, thrilling pulse of connection, building a rhythm that was playful and intense, tender and daring.

Carolina sat curled up in the velvet armchair beside the fireplace, a book open in her lap but she had not turned the page in ten minutes. Instead, she stared at the words without seeing them. “How am I supposed not to fall for him,” she whispered to herself pressing the book against her chest, “when he notices things like this?” She hated that her heart softened for him, she hated it because Adrian was cruel, cold and dangerous. And yet somehow, he remembered the exact edition of her favorite book, that alone makes her stomach growled. With a sigh, she placed the book down and headed toward the kitchen but she slowed when she heard voices.

And attached… A photo of her. As a newborn. But there was something else. A second file. Slipped beneath. Project T-1: Control Subject Tristan. His file said: “Twin protector protocol. Genetic synchrony achieved. Bond unbreakable. Potential fail-safe.” She staggered back. They weren’t just connected by circumstance. They were designed that way. --- A knock. She drew her weapon—but it was Cara. Clutching something in her hand. A pendant.

Ida. Just weeks ago, she was here. In this house. In his arms. I saw it. The way she looked at him. The way he didn’t stop her from kissing him. And now, she was marrying his brother? I didn’t understand. None of it made sense. It felt like a betrayal buried under velvet and gold ink.

I sobbed, my heart aching from all the betrayals and pain I've had to face all in one day. "A blood sucker is no child of mine and I won't allow a bastard taint the pure bloodline of my family," he spat in disgust, making it pretty clear to me that he wanted no part in the birth of my baby. I stopped struggling and just sobbed silently wondering why I was being punished this way. I never wanted any of this. All I wanted was a happy life with my mate and baby, surrounded with people that loved me but everyone seemed to have turned against me.

“ I swear I have nothing to do with this I just couldn't believe that the system could omitted your name after all your efforts, but don't worry we would share the money together “ she said ,and I believed her I believed them both. She sounded so convincing and genuine. So I just had to believe her. I didn't heed to the saying: “ Once trust is broken it can never be gained again.” They didn't just betray me today , they did a long time ago but I forgave them and allowed them to strike again . I sat up in bed , reaching for the almost empty box of tissues, using them to wipe the tears that won't stop flowing; Then I made a decision to end it all because I can't be seeing the faces of those wh

I slowly lifted my eyes to the screen Because now the betrayal was no longer hidden in shadows It was standing at the very top of our structure And the worst part was not that we had been infiltrated It was that someone we trusted completely Had just given Zarev the final key to take everything we had left to defend

Thankfully, Andre left you a pup and gave you hope to live on. "Jane, for the sake of your child, you need to pull yourself together." I stood there with misty eyes. Sweet memories of Andre and me remained vivid, yet there he was, telling me that he and I were forever separated. Betrayal had cruelly crushed the lovely memories we shared. I couldn't make any sense of this. Why did I end up being lied to after offering my unconditional trust and love? Was Andre still expecting me to bear his pup—the offspring of a man who wanted to be Callie's boyfriend?

Danced on the grave of my dignity like it was confetti. I staggered back from the door, suddenly aware of how my hands were trembling. Of how my chest rose and fell like I was still being dragged underwater. I could still feel it, the betrayal. The nights I cried myself sick. The baby. The blood. The gaslighting. The cold stares. The silence. No, this wasn’t just a memory. It was a resurrection. I pressed my hand to my chest, grounding myself. This body? This moment? It was mine now. Not theirs. Not his.