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I sighed and nodded for him to go on with his duty. This can't be. How can tons of books be missing and no one will notice? Maybe the staff is right, I wouldn't be here looking for stories on white wolf if I didn't want to protect Valerie from a wicked Aunt she doesn't know. “Scott!” My mind flickers at the remembrance of him. I know about an ancient library, it was the biggest in the whole world and it belongs to Scoff. Scoffs”is a vampire. I don't mix myself up with vampires but Scott is the only Vampire I could be friends with.

I explained. But his look didn’t change. “I saw her too following you, Last night.” “It seems you’re misunderstanding something, Mr. Colbe.” I sighed deeply. “My wife and I had a… disagreement or more like a misunderstanding last night. I was looking for her and that woman followed forcing herself on me. She was my ex but she left. But trust me, I’m not cheating on her. Not now, not ever. My wife is amazing.” “Well, I will hold your word. Honestly speaking, I’m not really fond of hearing my business partner was a cheater. Because I am a man who loves his wife dearly,” Mr. Colbe said and patted my back.

Skylar's POV The scent of old parchment and expensive bourbon usually grounded me, but today, my private study felt like a tomb. I paced the length of the Persian rug, my boots scuffing against the intricate patterns. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that ink-black shadow stretching out from Aliyah’s fingertips, lashing at Tyler, draining the very essence of his wolf until he was nothing but a shivering, pale imitation of a Beta. "She’s gone, Skylar. She walked into the woods and the shadows simply... swallowed her."

Ella. The woman from Evercrest Publishing sat across from me in a coffee shop downtown, her designer suit sharp against the casual atmosphere. "Your story could change lives," she said, sliding a business card across the table. "We want you to write a book." I stared at the card. Rebecca Blake, Senior Acquisitions Editor. "A book about what exactly?" "Your experiences as a human bonded to a werewolf. Bridging two species during the revelation period. The attacks, the recovery, building a life together. All of it."

Jayden asked, his voice low and controlled, though anger simmered just beneath the surface. I finally stepped out of Caleb’s arms and turned to him calmly. “Nothing,” I said. His eyes narrowed. “Who is this?” “Oh, my bad, I should have introduced you two” I said lightly, pretending innocence. “He’s Caleb. My friend. The one who’s going to perform the autopsy.” Jayden’s jaw tightened. “Is he also a werewolf? And from which pack?” I met his gaze steadily. “He’s not a werewolf. He’s a Scubbus.”

The only frightening thing was the unhealed wounds on my face, and I was limping due to my injured feet. "Caleb!" Jenny rushed toward me with a bouquet of flowers, throwing her arms around me. "I'm sorry, Caleb. I only just found out how much you've suffered. It's all my fault. My negligence gave those people the chance to hurt you. But don't worry. I've already made them pay." She showed me a video. In it, Jackson was covered in bruises. He was forced to hike up the mountain and eat dog food, while shouting apologies with no dignity left.

said Scillian, his voice getting louder, “you killed our Alpha. I’d say that counts for ten wolves – or one equally important one. Your mate, for example.” He stepped back. I started to move, ready to run – Another body fell onto the path. He was blocking us in – with bodies. I tried not to look too closely at their slack faces or lolling tongues. Screw this. Wincing as my paws met ice-cold skin, I ran. Straight up and over the bodies before he could throw any more down. “And I want my daughter back!” yelled Scillian, his voice a roar lost to the wind as I flung myself over his barricade of horrors.

Gen could see through her soul, her deepest and darkest secrets. "Ms. Gen left a while ago, she won't be back till tomorrow. Enjoy your birthday. It's not every day you turn seventeen" Another girl sat down before Skylar, Stella, a she-wolf who had been in love with Jackson for decades but the male wolf chose to ignore her.

I just needed to remember that I wasn’t invincible. At first, I hadn’t been sure just what the previous alpha and Chad’s friend were going to do. They had seemed hesitant at first. Now they both took off towards us and attacked. Chad’s friend was the first to reach us. Before he managed to get too close, Skye pushed away from Tate and leaped up to meet the wolf.

I clenched my fists, my wolf stirring inside me. I turned back to Skye, "It seems we have to postpone our conversation, there's something that requires my immediate attention." Her gaze flickered with concern as she looked at me, "What's happening?" I shrugged, "Trouble, most likely." I didn't want to tell her it was Jayleen. Not yet, not until I was sure of her loyalty. She nodded, her brows furrowed. As I turned to leave, I felt a strange sensation. I looked back to see Skye staring at the painting. She was more than her mother's daughter; she was a witch and she had powers. Powers that could help us.