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However, I struck him in front of the officer, and Mark did not say anything in response. And the officer continued by saying, "We are going to make a report about this fact." After that, Mark himself chimed in and stated, "No, it's okay. There is no reason to continue with the issue. It will be settled on amicable terms." And we all went out; Melissa was at the door; she went standing and looked at Mark with a burning look; and then all of a sudden, we found one and one very elegant standing; it is also very clear that they are Mark's father and mother.

“I’ll find you. I’ll bury you.” “And while you’re busy chasing shadows, what happens to her?” I freeze, my breath hitching. “Tick tock, Mr. Hart,” he says, almost gleeful. “You have twenty-four hours. I’ll call again with instructions.” The line goes dead. For a moment, I just stand there, the phone still pressed to my ear, my mind blank. Then, the silence breaks, and it’s like everything crashes down at once. “Dad?” Mike’s voice is hesitant. “What—what did they say?”

making sure to glimps my way. “ there’s also something else” I said in a small voice. “ what is it” Corvan replied patiently. “ there were human hunters with them when they came to attack us” “Hmmm, why does this case always get stranger “ Corvan said thoughtfully. “ it really is, my family was targeted on purpose” “ did you ask your Dad about any of this” “ he hates talking about them. He still feel responsible for not being around when it happened” I replied solemnly. “ I also don’t want him to know I searching for them, if he finds out he’ll get a werewolf heart attack cause he warned me about this” I added.

Chapter 9 Her son. The boy who'd pushed her into the mud and declared he wished she would disappear. What kind of poison had been poured into that child's ear to make him turn on his own mother like that? And what kind of man stood by and let it happen? I'd only gotten a brief look at Stiles before I'd punched him, but it had been enough. He had a self-satisfied smirk, expensive watch, the air of a man who'd never been told no in his life and counted money while shitting in a golden toilet.. Yeah that was his type.

Call me selfish, but I needed to find them—the motherly instinct was driving me crazy. I faltered when I saw Mrs. Summer's lifeless body on the ground. Her neck had snapped, and I was sure it wasn't because of the explosives... I saw claw marks around her neck. There was no time to mourn. Howls of mourning filled the air, and yet I still couldn't find my kids. "Luna!" I turned around—it was Stiles, and he was with Mason, who was unconscious.

She looked at his shoulder. Her smile disappeared. “You're injured again.” Lucas glanced down. “It's already healing.” Stella frowned. “You said that last time.” Felicia quietly stepped aside. Malcolm and Ben exchanged looks. Lucas noticed. “What?” Ben smiled. “Nothing.” Stella looked at Lucas. “My father wants to see you.” Lucas's expression changed. “Your father?” “Yes.” “When?” “Tonight.” Lucas was silent. “Why?” Stella hesitated. “He didn't tell me everything.”

“Let the alpha deal with his mess.” I felt her eyes boring holes in my back as Joel took her away. ‘You’ve done it again, Connor,’ Miles whined in my head, as if I needed to be reminded. ‘Not only have you hurt our mate’s feelings, but you’ve angered her father.’ I called Stacy’s parents over. “Have you known about this baby, Mr. Forester?” I would punish them, along with their daughter, if they hid the baby from me. “No, we didn’t. I swear on my life.” He was telling the truth; I could tell by his defeated expression. “We hardly saw Stacy when she was away at university. She always had an excuse when we wanted to visit or asked her when she was coming home.”

“I thought you will be too occupied to take the trip and your father too. I don’t think he will want you to come here, not when he knows that I am a werewolf.” “I am not a teenager anymore Marcus, I am thirty eight and I now live on my own with my wife and my four year old daughter,” Stiles said. “Wow, you already have a daughter,” I said in surprise. “Yes, I do. I invited you to come celebrate with me but you turned me down,” he replied. “When was the last time we saw each other again? That was six years ago at my wedding ceremony which was also the last time Eddie saw his daughter.”

To a monster who took advantage of my love for him? Thankfully, Stiles got an important call from work in the middle of the dinner, and he left, with the promise to come back and see me. It felt like a heavy weight was lifted off my heart the moment I heard the door closing after Stiles stepped outside, and I released all the air in my lungs. I looked at my dad and found him concentrating on his meal. “What do you think about Stiles, Emily?” My heart fluttered when the question came unexpectedly. “Huh?” My eyes narrowed as I snapped my head up to look at him. Our eyes met.

It might sound stupid, but he looked brighter than ever. I clenched my hand onto my chest. My heart wouldn't stop beating fast. Which made me think if I've fallen in love. My phone suddenly rang out loud, which made me jump. I saw the ID caller on the phone, which was Micah. I picked up the call, and her background noise didn't sound loud at all. "Sofia? I have to go back home. My dad found out I went clubbing without his permission. I have to go back home before he does," said Micah.