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Long milky blonde hair with a pair of red-violet eyes that can drown you into a bottomless pit, reddish lips, and a milky white complexion. This is not me! Clearly not Nina Facelo! And like a flashback. My whole life before I came here, started flowing. From school, going to a nearby bookstore to buy the most awaited book that my friends recommended to me. And I, trying to be a hero and ended up dying in a dark alley on the second street. Illuminating Darkness! That's the title! That's the book that I want to read! I didn't sleep peacefully instead I died young! And to add salt to the wounds. I am now in the body of the most wicked Dame in the Kingdom! The suspected villainess of the famous

“But we’re in this together.” Around midnight, we order greasy burgers and fries from the diner down the street. The milkshakes are melting, but neither of us cares. We eat sitting cross-legged on my bed, pretending everything is normal. Hours later, Leyla falls asleep. I can tell how exhausted she is from her uneven breathing. I switch off the lamp and stare at the ceiling. Sleep never comes. All I can think about is Lucien Vale, the boy I used to know. And the man he's become.

Bianca lowered her eyes, but not before I saw the flash of interest there. Ezra looked at his mother. Then at me. My cheeks warmed. “Thank you,” I said again, because I did not know what else to do with kindness. Alpha Darius lifted his glass. “Tonight,” he said, his voice carrying easily through the hall, “we honour loyalty, family and the future of Black Moon Ridge.” Every wolf straightened. Vivian smiled. Victor looked satisfied. My stomach turned. “As many of you know,” Alpha Darius continued, “Vivian Vale has begun the final stage of her Luna preparation.”

It was a mouth that hinted at a passionate nature that was carefully, vigorously held in check but once unleashed could be dangerous. I suppressed another shiver, trying not to think of how dangerous it would be to be in bed with Grayson Barlowe. Dangerous and exciting and mind-blowing. I stuffed the handkerchief in my tote bag. ‘I’ll wash it and get it back to you.’ ‘Keep it.’

---- By the time I found Valerie again, she was halfway through a bag of cheese curls, sprawled on the game room couch like a retired war hero. “You look like you just fought World War III with Julia Green,” she said without looking up. I flopped beside her. “More like I was briefed on the war she’s preparing to start.” “Great,” she deadpanned. “So what’s the damage?” I sighed. “She’s aligning with the Nightwind council. And she thinks I stole Ace.” Valerie sat up. “Okay, but didn’t she dump him?” “Apparently that doesn’t matter anymore.” “She’s crazy. Like, ‘shouldn’t be allowed near sharp objects’ is crazy.”

Zane POV I leaned against the doorframe of the library watching my brothers pace the room. The tension in the library was thick enough to choke on anyone and I couldn’t blame them. No one expects that their mate will turn out to be the same girl they’ve maltreated. There was this guilt already gnawing at my heart, just thinking about that but… there was also my wolf, begging me to be with her… The image of Valeria rising from the pool last night, her wet clothes sticking to all those curves on her body – made my manliness move with excitement just thinking about all the things I want to do to that body.

Valeria After talking with Father, I went to my room with Max—who Father left with me, and cleaned up. Only a few clothes made it. Jade even ruined the black dress Raphael gave me. At least she didn’t touch my underwear drawer where I keep the gifts. Now I’m lying around with Max, wondering about my future. If I don’t get mated… then what? Jade’s the oldest, so her mate will be Alpha. She’ll either throw me out or keep me around just to torture me. How did I never think of this before?

Darkness swallowed everything. The bulb fizzled out with a hiss, leaving only the sound of rain dripping through cracks in the ceiling. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. “Vale,” the voice called again, closer this time. “Come out, and maybe I’ll let the girl live.” Girl. That was me. Great. I tried not to breathe too loud. The man—Vale, apparently—moved in front of me, silent, weapon raised. He wasn’t panicking. Not like I was. He was… steady, like he’d done this before.

I had left Valerie alone for so long and I know she might be sacred something is out to happen to her but I have to assure her all is fine and no one will be able to harm her. Getting to the toom, I was Valerie already asleep. I didn't want to disturb her not now that I have an opportunity to have her sleep on my bed for a whole night in the packhouse which she feared a lot. Thanks to the little catastrophe with Mr. Dickiehead that made her find refuge in my hands. I trace my step to the wardrobe to have my pajamas on for the night but I heard her caught. Veda is unexpectedly awake, don't let her want to leave me for tonight I murmured under my voice begging an unknown god. In other to catch