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Meanwhile, I lay sprawled on the cold floor, clutching my swollen cheek, too drained even to shed a tear. I braced myself against the wall and slowly stood up. Head lowered, I said numbly, "Since I'm so worthless, I'll leave. From now on, just pretend you've lost a maid. That way, I won't be an eyesore to you anymore." Papa let out a cold snort. "Getting bold enough to threaten me, are you? Walk out that door and don't expect to get another cent from this family!" He was about to hurl more insults when Francesca suddenly shrieked, "Oh no! My precious Pico seems to be coughing!"

Jaxon. He stood framed in the doorway, a silhouette against the dim light of the hallway. He was shirtless, his broad shoulders and sculpted torso defined by the moonlight filtering through the window. His dark hair was tousled, a stark contrast to his usual perfectly controlled appearance, falling across his forehead with a boyish vulnerability that shocked me. His usual armor—the unyielding mask of the Alpha, the impenetrable shield of his pride—was stripped away, leaving him looking more like a ghost than the formidable warrior I knew. Haunted, uncertain, and too proud to admit the fear that I could feel radiating from him.

It was a contented scene. Maggie was startled back to reality by Angus’s snarls. She struggled to focus on the darkness that surrounded her. A loud clanging came from the direction of the shed out back. She stroked her dog to calm his wounded body down and then scurried inside for her rifle and a large flashlight before heading to the back door to take a closer look. She was extra alert after the events of the night before as she peered into the darkness; wishing old age had not taken such a hold on her eyesight.

ATTICUS POV Our body twitches and flexes as we watch our mate board the train. How she convinced us to let her go is still baffling us. We gave the agent accompanying her strict orders but something could still happen to her. She is going to a place of conflict. Conflict in Outcast. We can't believe it. Every book we have read says Outcast has never had any issues. It's design has always served it's purpose well. But now they are having issues. Now that we are King it is having problems.

I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to save me This all or nothing really got a way of driving me crazy I need somebody to heal Somebody to know Somebody to have Somebody to hold It's easy to say But it's never the same I guess I kind of liked the way you numbed all the pain. The last song that rolled in writing this chapter. Oops, there would be a little smut in this chapter. 😂😂 I guess I said that late... How are you doing guys? Y'all weren't expecting an update soon right. Imma publish this chapter in the midnight and know my night crawlers readers.

the chapter accidentally repeated the chapter above instead of the intended chapter, I fixed it and if you remove the book from your library and re add it it should fix, alternatively I will post it bellow for those of you who already had the incorrect chapter and don't wnat to remove and re add. *************************** Nova’s POV

she jeered. The sound of their cruel words from behind him caused tears to fall freely from David's eyes. The tears refused to cease as he left the restaurant, entered his car, and began his long, painful drive back home. How could Melissa, alongside his own blood brother Alex, so effortlessly toy with his heart? Their laughter reverberated in his ears, a cold, haunting echo that cut him to the core. Finally, David arrived at his home, his hands quivering uncontrollably as he fumbled for his keys. The darkness within his house mirrored the profound hollowness within his being. It was in this emptiness that he made a decision... ***

And as my mate slowly, but surely, drew out of the man’s mind until I was standing in the room with a man, sweating and smiling, convinced he’d just had the best sex of his life… I prayed. Keep us all safe. Keep Cazz wise and under control. Keep these men from winning. Because they were evil. And unless we eradicated this network once and for all, the wolves would be on the run from this darkness forever. And then I waited, because hope was expanding my chest. This was going to work. ***** NOTE: There will be a longer, single chapter tomorrow, then we will return to double chapters entirely until the mass releases at THE END on the 25th! STRAP IN!

Great! Dealing with one playboy was hard enough. Now, I have to face a flock! It can't get any worse than this! ---END OF CHAPTER ELEVEN---

I'd tried to erase the image, to bury it somewhere deep in my mind… but it only got worse. Because it didn't end there. Every night since, he brought a different woman home. Every. Single. Night. And everyone in the Pack House knew. The truth spread like wildfire, feeding on whispers and sideways glances. Now, my shame had a name, Outcast Luna. It was no longer a secret. It was my identity. Still, I clung to a sliver of hope, praying my father would step in. That he'd finally care. But instead of showing up himself, he sent my older brother.