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She seemed genuinely surprised. “What is it? Can you read it? I think it’s like… French or something,” he said. “It’s Latin,” she corrected in a whisper, breathlessly. She looked up at him, her beautiful eyes staring right at him, opened wide with surprise and excitement. “It means: the Rose and the Thorn meet in Salem.”

On close scrutiny, she realized an odd coincidence. Why was the symbol on the book the same as the tattoo on Ivan's back? Questions filled her head, bringing with them an eagerness to find answers. Inching closer to the table, she reached out her hand to pick the book up. But before she could touch it … "Didn't I warn you against stepping foot in this room?" _ A day was not enough to cry out. Only enough to find a moment's peace. Veronica's eyes bulged out, red and swollen from crying for a long time.

I am the future queen of the lycans and this vampire was blocking my path to my mate. The vampire’s eyes widened as I lunged, my movements a blur of silver light. He swung his blade, but I was faster now, the new magic enhancing my abilities. My jaws clamped down on his sword arm, and I heard the satisfying crunch of bone. He hissed in pain, lashing out with his other hand. I felt a sharp, burning sensation as his dagger found its mark, sinking deep into my shoulder. But even as blood matted my fur, I refused to let go. He twisted his blade in me and I released his arm, rearing up on my hind legs. I was now towering over him, did I grow? His eyes were wide as I brought my full weight down. M

“Holy fuck. Seriously? No way.” Vicente says with a smile on his face as he looks to Luis for confirmation. Luis smiles and nods to him. “You are a legend. Dude do you even know who this lady is?” “Of course, I do.” Luis says and he winks to Veronica. “I’m already impressed. Sorry didn’t mean to cut you off but I got a little starry eyed.” Veronica chuckles and says “It’s okay really. So, I have been doing deep dives into both my mafia family and the cartel. We were coming back to deal with an issue with my mafia family. Actually, Hector, would you grab those 7 files please?”

Chapter 81 Veronica's POV I knew I was dead. Or at least I thought I should be dead. But I could not phantom why it hurt so much. My head, my shoulders, and my lower abdomen. I couldn't open my eyes..or perhaps I could, I was just not willing to try because I did not know what would await me when I did. Willing myself to finally Garner the courage, I pushed my eyelids open, the stinging darkness biting through my lids like a venomous creature, slowly forcing me to close my eyes again and open them.

'God help her, give her strength. What else could I do but pray for this poor soul? ༻❁༺ The night was terrifying with snow storms hitting the window over and over again, the weather unexpectedly changed from serene to chaotic. Just like her life. Painful whimpers escaped her lips as she dragged her feet toward the full-length mirror. Her right hand clenched the white sheet against her naked body while the left one held the cold wall for support. There's a noticeable limp in her walk. Emma took in a shaky breath attempting to endure the agonizing pain between her legs but it was futile. The hours-long session had sapped all of her energy.

I stammered, my voice trembling, "Veronica was innocent in all of this. She didn't deserve to be used for our gain." Her smile grew wider, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Oh, Lucas, you underestimate the power of the throne. With Veronica gone, you are free to rule without the burden of a potential rival. Your path to the crown is now unobstructed." I felt a sickening mix of guilt and horror as her words sank in. Was this the woman I had turned to for guidance and comfort? My mother, the one who should have taught me right from wrong? I struggled to comprehend the twisted perspective she now revealed.

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

Lancelot had to release Neville' cock so that he could lean back, lifting his legs up to his chest, Neville now getting a clear view of the boy's ass. Lancelot's cheeks were slightly open, the ring of his anus exposed to Neville eyes and fingers. Neville slid one finger between the cheeks, stiffening his finger to press up against the nub. It wouldn't open – Lancelot was clearly too nervous. "Pull your knees up higher". Lancelot did as he was told, and Neville looked across to Lancelot's mother's dresser, where a bottle of lotion stood amongst other paraphernalia. "Stay like that, my girl", he said, as he reached over, collected and opened the bottle and then squeezed some of the pink lotion

She did not like being on this side of things. "Yes," Lila finally said. "I will be back," Veronica said. She needed to get far from the coven as quickly as possible. Veronica snapped her fingers and was back in her study. Veronica silently walked over to her cupboard that held her liquor. She poured herself a healthy glass and walked over to the large chair that sat in front of her fireplace. She replayed her vision repeatedly.