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He didn’t need to. The weight of his stare was enough to crush her pride. She scrambled to gather her clothes, muttering under her breath, her perfume clinging to the air like cheap desperation. By the time she slipped out the door, Damien was already pouring two fingers of whiskey into a crystal glass. He didn’t watch her leave. She was nothing. Nothing compared to what was arriving tomorrow. She was nineteen. The letter had been neat. Official. Stamped with the seal of God and guilt. Her name: Elara Vale.

One of his men shoved me hard from behind and propelled me forward. “Walk,” he said. I tripped, braced myself and kept walking. When we reached the border of Blackmoor. The trees were dry, the air motionless. There were no sounds from insects, birds nor animals. The guards made eye contact and the man with the odd grin continued. “You think she’ll survive the night?” one muttered. “She’s pretty in the face,” the other added, licking his lips. “That would be a shame to waste.” My blood froze and I turned slowly.

Every time I see a missed call or a text from her, my mind would go blank and she would fill it up to the brim, pushing her way into every corner, her light spilling into every dark nook and cranny inside me. Just as how my dick overfilled her tight puss—. Vale’s hand rested on my shoulder as he lowered to whisper, “It’s all done. The second we reached the Blood Moon Mansion—.” “I’ll meet you there.” I gripped the phone tightly, still not ready to let go. To end things. And Vale grabbed my wrist, pressing down the lifeline underneath in a blood-thirsty glare. “You are NOT backing out now!” He hissed. “Not this time.”

But this time I wasn't making some bizarre proposal, I was going to marry Diella. My part of the contract was already signed, all that was left was hers. I sent a text to the woman in question, before placing down my phone. I shut my eyes trying to get some sleep. My body still slightly ached from the accident since I had refused heavy painkillers. ***** ~LIORA The waiting area had begun to feel like a small suffocating box, so I got up briefly and went to the restroom to wash my exhausted face. Shortly I returned back to the waiting area. My thoughts kept going around in endless circles as I sat there waiting for when I would see Nuala and Zyler leaving.

Valeria POV I yawned on the bed, stretching my body, and I couldn’t help but moan because that felt so good. Being in the car for so long couldn’t make me stretch or have much movement; I don’t ever want to be on such a journey again. I opened my eyes slowly, and I was face-to-face with cobalt blue eyes. I stared at him, not blinking. This was our first night together, and I don’t know how to react to his bed hair and sleepy face. He looks so cute. For an Alpha and a man of title, this was a funny scene.

Elena didn’t sleep that night. The guest bedroom at the Vale Residence was larger than her entire old apartment, wrapped in soft gray tones and silence so deep it felt unreal. Rain tapped gently against the tall windows, but even that sound couldn’t drown out the storm inside her chest. She lay awake, staring at the ceiling, replaying the night again and again—Victor’s words, the message on his phone, the way her life had cracked open in seconds. And then there was Sebastian Vale.

he says evenly, “we stop reacting and start setting the board.” A shiver runs down my spine. - Anticipation. I glance once more at the dark mansion across the courtyard. Vale. My home. Tomorrow, I cross that boundary for real. And something tells me when I do the council will be counting on it. They definitly have the plan. But right now I don't want to even think about them anymore. This is my last night as just beeing Vale. From tommorrow I will be Blackridge Luna-to-be. I turn to Cameron. And I really look at him. At my painfully handsome mate.

“I run after her and she disappears. My girl is a tricky little minx.” “What if it’s a guy?” Gray asks laughing. “Whatever.” Dalton rolls his eyes. “I’m going to kick your ass today Gray,” Vale sits down. She is a year behind us but has lunch with us. “So you say Princess,” he teases her. “What if you two are mates?” Dalton teases. “HA he’s not that lucky,” Vale says. “I think my mate is Randy. That would be my luck to be mated to the biggest manwhore in the pack.”

The mere thought of losing Ella to another man, even if that man was her mate, churned his insides with an emotion he rarely allowed himself to feel: fear. As he reached her door, he paused, his hand hovering over the handle. For a moment, he debated leaving her to rest, but the pull was too strong. The door creaked softly as he pushed it open, his gaze immediately landing on her sleeping form. Her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, but even in sleep, her brow furrowed as if caught in a troubling dream. Valen’s heart clenched at the sight. He couldn’t bear the thought of her suffering, even in her sleep.Valen stepped closer, his footsteps silent, his predatory instincts ensuring he didn