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Rowena The next day, I woke super early, even though the sun wasn't up yet, I went to lie under the big oak tree behind our house, watching the sky. It reminded me of the old days when I met Alpha Jaden, we were just kids. I just found the tree. All I wanted to do that day was lie there and cry my eyes out, but the cute little boy came around the tree and talked to me.

Hamilton has truly gone too far. Unfortunately, Kai can only complain deep down. In fact, people like them are just ants in front of a billionaire president like Mr. Albrey Hamilton. Oakley steps out of the bathroom, applied skincare, put on the clothes arranged by Kai, and sipped warm water. Oakley tore off the fever patch and stuck it to his head before striding out of the mansion with a hesitant Kai tagging behind him. Instantly, Kai opens the passenger seat for Oakley. Oakley directly enters the passenger section and picks up his script to read

Unprotected. A bitter smile curled my lips. Perhaps I should thank Athena for whatever magic she had wrought. Or perhaps, I should just finish what she started. I reached the edge of the mystic forest, where the trees spoke a language older than the ages. I knew who I was seeing before I saw them. Flora waited beneath the ancient oak, her cloak billowing on the night wind. Her bony fingers traced random patterns across the bark, but the piercing eyes sliced over to mine the moment I came into view.

​The heavy rain from the night before had left the air crisp and smelling of damp earth and crushed pine needles. Seeking an escape from the suffocating tension inside my home, I walked briskly beyond the stone boundary walls of Oakhaven, making my way toward the old olive grove that overlooked the valley. ​The gnarled trees, centuries old, stood as silent guardians along the dirt trail. I pulled my woolen shawl tightly around my shoulders, my eyes scanning the quiet orchard until I spotted Mateo standing beneath the wide canopy of an ancient tree.

"Don't worry. I'll cover all the costs myself," I added. I approached Mr. Bennett after the family banquet ended. On the day of the family banquet, Earl poured a basin of hot water over the old cypress tree right in front of me. Then, he looked at me tauntingly and said, "Let's see if Vivian will still want you now that you can't make the pillow mist anymore." The only thing Vivian carried with her every day was the pillow mist I made for her. No matter how jealous Earl got, there was nothing he could do about it.

⇜ ♡♡♡ ⇝ DARVIN. I leaned my body against the tree as I lit my cigarette. My eyes roamed around the forest grounds. Felix, Katya, Nicole, Zahra, and Leandro went inside the pack house to have their own group while the rest settled on the big bonfire inside the forest just south of the pack house. Everyone was seated around a bonfire that the Beta lit up and was enjoying alcoholic drinks except for Sofia and Luna Nadia. My heart clenched at the sight of my sisters.

;Maia was reading a book under the tree in the backyard of the pack house. She has been there for almost half an hour, enjoying the wind and the sun. She has no plan to mess with the big bad wolf today because she was so sure that Oakley was not going to do her condition and he's probably irritated at her because of what she has done yesterday.

As soon as the car stopped rolling, Dominic gave Leesa a quick thumbs up—the signal they had agreed on that she should proceed as planned. She grabbed the ivory box from her bag and got out of the car. After waiting for a truck to flash by, she hurried across the road and found the spot Dominic had described to her. The old oak tree—almost twice as thick as any of its neighbors—was just barely visible from the highway. Its gnarled branches spread wide in every direction, and Leesa could imagine the huge canopy of shade they would provide when the leaves grew back. She imagined the tree had probably been left standing sometime far back in the past while its neighbors were felled for lumber an

They needed to keep moving, to find ways to get out of the area. Anna guided Luna through the forested area until they reached a tiny clearing. Their movements were muted by a thick layer of fallen leaves beneath their feet. Luna couldn't ignore the feeling that they were being watched, but she knew Anna would keep them safe. A large, gnarled oak stood in the center of the clearing, shimmering in the moonlight. Anna approached the tree and spoke inaudibly beneath her breath. The trunk of the tree suddenly broke open, revealing a hidden corridor.

Trecking up to an old oak tree on the old outer walls. Everyone knew this was the tree that Thomas Black had harvested an oak tree seed and planted it in the village. But I had no idea that it was even more woven into the Black family history than that. “You see,” Steph had told me, excitement evident in her voice, “It wasn’t until Granny had said about the Oak tree that I began to think. She mentioned that the tree in the ruins was planted by Melinda Black, sown from a seed of an oak in her hometown.” She gentured to the massive oak that towered about us. Its lush green canopy stretching out at all angles.