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Nora tugged on his sleeve, guilt written all over her face as she murmured, "I think Anna might've said something, Joe. She once bragged to me that she was going to have a mate-bonding ceremony with you and told me to stop dreaming. "I didn't think she'd actually go to the media. Is she trying to put you on the spot and make me look bad?" Nora ducked her head, eyes brimming with tears. A sharp-eyed reporter spotted it instantly and went in for the kill. "Alpha, are you trying to keep the mate-bonding ceremony under wraps? Chief Healer Nora looks really upset." Joe felt a spark of annoyance at me. He had said to keep the ceremony quiet. Why couldn't I just trust him? Didn't he deserve that mu

I was typing a response when Mathew's voice cut through. "Theo. Can I talk to you for a second?" He had a dark look on his face. "It's about that thing." "Sure." I set my phone on the table, and followed him. We moved past the living room into the hallway near his study. The sounds of Linda and Serena talking in the dining room faded. Mathew turned to face me, his voice dropping low. "I didn't want to bring this up at dinner, but we found the mole." My spine straightened. "Who is it?"

"Okay." I make my way upstairs while he heads to the kitchen. I turn on the TV and scroll through movies on N*****x. There's not that many good movies to watch on here, but I keep trying. I eventually settle with a scary movie that is a N*****x original called "Eli". I heard that it was good.

~Tilly POV~ “Matilda May. Third born of the top warriors in the pack, Greta and Harold, is cordially requested to train at the Warriors Elite at the bidding of Alpha Jeremiah of the Cursed Moon Pack.” My younger brother, Beckham, reads aloud in awe. He pauses for dramatic effect and I groan, covering my head with the blanket on my bed.

He agreed to serve that man, only he wants to avenge his parent’s death. Mateo lied to Faith when he first saw her when he told her that he only saw her once – when she was ten. Mateo saw her for the first time then, but he has been keeping an eye on her ever since. Mateo knows all about Faith because Mateo kept tabs on her all these years. He knows everything about her – from her friends to her grades to her ex-boyfriend Elijah. He knows everything.

he said with a casual shrug, and I felt a strong need claw at my chest. I took a good look at this Lucas that I failed to see, and what was left of the Lucas I grew up knowing. “You knew I didn't do it,” I stated, my own words startling me from my observation. “Of course, my dear Valerie.” He chuckled softly, playing with his fingertips. “You're a dimwit. You can barely do anything right, no less kill my mother.” Lucas said, and my stomach churned. I felt sick. “Why?” I whispered, my fingers trembling and my mind reeling, unease settling deep within me. “You said you were my mate. You said you felt it.” I stumbled over my words from the sickening feeling in my chest.

“Then who?” Alex hesitated, jaw ticking. “The Godmother.” That got a full reaction. Matteo’s brows rose. “You expect me to believe that ghost showed up in your living room like a guardian angel?” “I saw the footage. She was there.” “And you don’t know why?” “I’m working on it.” Matteo stared at him for a long moment, then stepped forward. “Then maybe it’s time to come back. You’ve played this detective charade long enough.”

he began casually, “how is university, Zara?” “It’s fine.” “Fine?” He tilted his head. “That sounds underwhelming.” “It’s… busy.” Matteo’s jaw twitched faintly and Theo noticed. “I heard there was some excitement recently,” Theo Ferraro added lightly. “Something about a video?” My fork paused midair and Matteo on his end didn’t move. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said evenly. Theo chuckled softly. “Come now. News travels.” “I handled it,” Matteo said flatly finally breaking his silence.

My phone started ringing as soon as I was done eating. "Hey, dude, how are you? Do you not intend to report to work today?" I was asked over the phone by my friend Drake. My mother's comments echoed in my mind: "When will you bring in someone so who will love you for who you are?" "Alex, are you still there?" Drake enquired. I would never miss a day of work. "Ya man, I'm here," I blurted out in response. Do you not intend to report to work today? Drake asked the same question again.

the Beta said softly, "to place the pup's life force into a magical stasis." I collapsed into a chair. Shelly had killed our child. No. Not killed. Suspended. "Show me the footage," my voice was a ghost of itself. On the screen, Shelly was kneeling at the altar. I watched as she suddenly clutched her head, bending over in pain, tears streaming down her face. Then she stood, trembling. The audio was faint, but I could hear her desperate voice. "Starlight." A mind-link. Our code. She was calling for me. For help.