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but my parents taught me to always keep the mate bond. I come upon a lake and it looks like there was a struggle, I can smell wolf's blood and the eucalyptus and peppermint is back but it's mixed with tobacco and rum, I'm worried now, maybe my mate has been hurt. I can't see any blood other than the wolf's blood but I can smell vampire blood, I look around trying to find any sign when the smell of eucalyptus and peppermint hits me hard, Nova is going crazy screaming one word over and over "MATE!!!"

Chapter 16 Lyla's POV: The heels of my shoes clicked against the polished marble floors as I hurried toward the elevator, my mind drifting elsewhere. Working for Lucian meant two things: First, Marielle and I were bound to cross paths more times than I cared to imagine. Second, there was a very real chance I could end up dead—whether at his hands or those of his enemies. For now, all I could do was tread carefully and hope it would be enough. The elevator came into view, and I quickened my pace. Suddenly, I felt the jarring impact of another body against mine. “Damn it!” I hissed, my hand instinctively flying to my shoulder.

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

~VITTORIA~ “I think you’re misunderstanding, Miss Lilith Belluci. I honestly, like from the depth of the organ that pumps my blood, dislike you. Bitterly. Why do you always come here?” Yara, the most welcoming person I know said as she poked her head through the little open space of the door she held. I smiled at her, “Oh... If it isn’t Yara the angel whom the whole nation finds to be so kind and full of love. Imagine they finally find out you’ve been putting on a facade.” I said to her. “And your little princess business comes down to nothing.”

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“She’s pack-born.” “Barely,” someone added. Kael looked at me for a while and it took everything in me not to look away, my legs were already as shaky as they could be, but I still stood upright. “She does not belong here,” Kael said. “She was summoned,” Elder Rhex replied. “As all eligible wolves were.” “Eligible,” Kael repeated. “Explain that word to me in her case.” Once again murmurs followed that statement, but this time it was amongst the elders. Nyxara shifted closer to me again.

] I felt a jolt of nausea as his mental gaze shifted toward me. [And then, Vanessa. Once your 'hero' is a cooling corpse, I will break your spirit and mark you right here on this floor. I’ll bind your soul so tightly to mine that you’ll forget you ever belonged to another. You are the crown jewel of this conquest.] [They think they’re so smart,] Lily hissed internally, her eyes darting to the High Council members seated nearby. [Matthew thinks he’s poisoning a few rivals. He doesn't realize I’ve laced the entire kitchen’s water supply with hemlock and silver dust. Every guard, every servant, every Alpha in this room will be vomiting blood by midnight. The rogue pack is waiting at the treelin

Then, he thought about how one of the men in the photos had caused that smudge, and he felt even more nauseous. He ended up puking so much that he fainted. When he woke up, a doctor came in with a report and told him that he had syphilis. The sickness spread quickly. In just a few months, he could not even get out of bed. Yvonne started blatantly bringing those men over to flirt with them in front of his face. The pain of the sickness gave him insomnia. Whenever he shut his eyes, he would even hear someone crying. When he “walked” over, he saw that it was the eighteen-year-old Willow crying.

My heart skipped. I moved closer, scanning the titles until one name leapt out at me like a struck nerve. Dead Viles… The moment I read it, my stomach twisted to nausea. I pulled the text free and opened it, my fingers trembling despite myself. Unlike Lunareeth, this book was filled with dense writing, diagrams etched in faded ink, and warning seals pressed into the margins. Dead Viles. A deadly, ancient poison. I started reading about it, and the more I read, the more my heart shuddered with a cold chill…

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