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“You tell me your stuff first, then I’ll tell you mine!” I could imagine my mum was rolling her eyes at me, even as she laughed at my tone. “Fine, fine, but there are no real updates beyond what I’ve already texted you. Though it sounds like this half-breed will be staying here with us now. It’s really strange, but it seems he has paired up with the leader’s brother!” She replied with as much enthusiasm as I was feeling. No one could mistake me for her child. We both shared the same temperament with being excited.

“Alright! Alright! My bad! I know you don’t do your niece! That’s completely incest!” The girl laughed as she received a stern look from Silas. I bowed my head. I just looked at the noisy dry leaves whenever I stepped on them. Do they have a relationship? The girl was just laughing at his irritability. They seemed used to each other. “What tree is this?” I asked while touching the big tree we stopped at. “Oak tree,” the girl replied shortly and stood beside me. We were out of the forest, but this area still seemed to belong to the homeowner. There was not a single person in sight, and only one type of tree was planted. The environment here is pure green—with dark green grass, big oak trees,

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The dying oak meant something. “Should we tell Jax?” Sarah asked downstairs. “We should mind our business,” I said. She shook her head. “It’s our duty.” She was right. But I already knew how it would end. Jax would never believe us. I returned to the temple at sunset. The oak tree stood in the courtyard, barely alive. I pressed my hand to the bark. “What are you trying to tell me?” It didn’t answer. But I understood. Something was coming. And I was running out of time to stop it.

Enough. Celeste is still in bed. I let her sleep. She was up late last night, writing to a woman in Bucharest, someone who lost everything because Oracle flagged her as a threat. The letter took three drafts. Celeste doesn't rush these things anymore. She sits with each word, lets it settle, revises until it feels true. Oak follows me to the porch. The fog is thick, the ocean invisible. The garden is gray and waiting, the fig tree barely visible at the edge of the property. I sit in my chair, Oak curls at my feet, and we watch the world disappear.

I should have been used to this by now—he had been bitter and nasty ever since the day he’d found the contraceptive—but it still hurt. It wasn’t like it was my fault that I had to do this. I was doing my best, wasn’t I? I reached out inwardly to my wolf, muttering, “Men,” hoping for a chuckle or a sarcastic response. But all I got from Onyx was a yawn. Sighing, I decided to take a moment to myself. I spotted a large oak tree at the edge of the meadow, a tree that the twins and I often picnicked under during the summers, and made my way toward it.

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But every year, at the same time, one of her comrades delivered a pack of shortbread cookies. At 60, I taught my final class. Before the bell rang, I looked out toward the hillside. A flourishing willow tree stood there. My son lay beneath it. "Cyrus, Dad misses you." —The End

The sound of soft weeping draws my attention to one of the few remaining trees on the lot, a large, aged oak that at this distance I can see a patch of pale skin contrasting with the tree's wood. I change the course of thoughts of the past with the inopportune curiosity of discovering who is hiding, I look over my shoulder confirming the endless line of associates sucking up to the most important new name within the mafia, with his pet dog beside him feigning pain with the loss. The funereal atmosphere is not strange, the cold wind raises some fallen leaves despite the clear sky at that moment the announcement of the storm lurks around the corners like the darkness in my chest, hidden by the