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The nurse looked at me sympathetically as I signed the consent form. Just doing that drained all my energy, and I fell into a deep sleep afterward. In my dreams, I revisited a time from years ago. The year before this happened, Sadie suddenly left the country and cut off all contact. At the same time, Terence lost his father in a car accident. Both incidents happened one after the other, and Terence turned to alcohol to cope with the loss of his first love and his father. By the time he stopped drinking so much, his stomach was already in terrible shape.

She said, “Yeah, he deserves it because he’ll give you money.” “John.” Sadie called. “I thought we were enemies. After you spilled my chat to the whole family.” “Oh come on, Blood doesn’t hold grudges. So what do you say?” She asked, and I rolled my eyes. “Do you have an account?” “I don’t.” “Come back when you do.” I said, and Lucas laughed. “This is no fun!” Sadie snapped, pushing her broth towards me. It spilled on my hands, and she got up from her seat, and stomped away angrily. I watched her leave, keeping myself seated because if I stood, then nothing would stop me from ripping her apart.

Owen said with a small smirk. “That’s disturbing. Don’t make it sound like it’s some kind of good hobby,” Floyd said tiredly, yawning as he relaxed into his mesh chair with his eyes closed. “And stop drumming your hand on the damn table, Sadie. You’re making me unfocused.” “Shut the hell up or get the fuck out,” Sadie replied. “She should’ve been really affected after the shit she pulled on our pack,” Kael said with a frown. “Aurora suffered a lot because of her stunts.”

The humans won’t stop until they’re satisfied or until they wipe us out. The double doors to the drawing room flew open and Enzo marched inside. Sadie jumped and instantly paled. “It’s okay, Sadie. You’ve given me a lot of information.” She nodded and stood. “Am I in trouble?” “Depends, what’s going on?” Enzo crossed his arms over his broad chest. Sadie started crying again. Geez, I’ve never seen so much tears that weren’t mine! “I swear, Faye made me do it,” she sobbed.

Who could love someone tainted in that manner? Owen nodded thoughtfully. "If she truly is as you describe, I must deal with her accordingly." Sadie's eyes sparkled with malicious anticipation. "Yes, you must handle her properly!" However, the very next moment, Owen calmly ordered, "Release Yaslyn." Hearing this, the smile on Sadie’s face faltered. "What do you mean? Weren’t you going to deal with her? Why are you letting her go?!" Before Sadie could fully grasp the situation, two menacing figures approached her. "Wait, is there a mix-up?" Panic gripped her as they closed in, her confident facade crumbling rapidly.

Without an appointment. “What are you doing here?” I asked and hoped she would leave right away. I didn’t want to add more worries for Tara. She did not say anything, but my eyes widened in shock when she took off her dress, leaving only her underwear. “Sadie, what are you doing?” I asked again. “I’m claiming what’s mine, Blake!” Sadie answered angrily as she pushed me to the couch. She hovered on top of me. “You’re mine, Blake!” “You’re crazy! You know I love Tara!” I hissed and held her shoulders to push her away.

Screams fill the air as the flames roar and smoke coats the already dark skies. When they are all dead, she stands alone in the center of ruin, breathing slowly. Then she lifts her hand. Councilman Daelor flies to her, dragged by an invisible force and right into her grip. “What are you?” he asks, his voice trembling. Sadie ignores his question and instead her fingers wrap around his throat, just as the scepter vanishes. “I warned you,” she says, her voice distorted in a way that sends chills down my spine. “You should have listened.”

Sadie was still conscious. She raised her bloody finger and pointed at Maddie as if she wanted everyone to know what awful crime Maddie had just committed. Maddie's pupils dilated. In fear, she watched Sadie gasp, who was unable to utter a single sound. "I'm sorry, Dr. Sadie. You shouldn't have meddled." Maddie grabbed Sadie's head with both of her hands and hit the ground hard, once, twice, three times until Sadie's hands went limp.

Sadie looked up at her mother and her mother was crying. “Do you want to hold her mama?” Sadie asked and her mother nodded her head. Sadie handed Juile over to her. I was on guard as I didn’t trust any of this, but I had to let Sadie do whatever she needed to do. The police officers came out and started the process of booking Sadie’s parents and then all of a sudden my father came walking out of a back room. What the fuck was he doing here? I said to myself. I took Julie out of Sadie’s mother’s arms and placed Sadie behind me. “What the hell are you doing here. This has nothing to do with you.” I snapped at him and he just smiled at me.

“Voluntarily? Babe, that’s not groveling. That’s a pilgrimage. You just turned the battlefield legend into a sex slave.” I buried my face in my hands with a groan, but she wouldn’t let up. Sadie pulled back just enough to lock eyes with me, still giddy. “You know what’s left now, right?” I made the mistake of looking at her. “Ride him,” she said, full of wicked glee, “Ride him so bad until his dick falls off.” “Sadie!” I choked, scandalized beyond repair. “How could you say that?!”