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He acted like a clueless person. “I want to learn about the illness in werewolves which couldn’t be healed by medicines or magic.” I told him what I was looking for. It was just two of us in a quiet, deserted library. I could feel his alpha energy dominating the air. His scent was tantalizing. “This one may help you.” He picked out an old book with pale pages. “Read it for me and please, don’t miss anything.” He begun to explain me everything and I listened each word with great caution. I couldn’t afford to miss any detail.

Luckily for me, there was an online reading platform where I could read novels of my choice. I picked up a werewolf novel written by one of my favorite authors, *The Beta and I*, and after reading one chapter, I was hooked. DUKE I don't know whether or not Precious perceived the scent of another woman on my body. After I got back and entered the room I shared with my brothers, her face was calm, and she didn't say anything.

“Okay… uh… Unicorn! Yes, unicorn.” That's not even a real guess. The brat isn't even trying. “Ice… fucking… cold.” He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “Okay… then what else can be silver or white… uh… yes!” She snaps her fingers. “A white rat!” His eyes roll unamused. “You’re ruining a perfectly good game.” “You see? I was right. A white rat!” “They have red eyes.” Dorian looks down at his fingernails now.

She isn't really sad, all I can see is anger, not heartbreak. “You shouldn't have snooped around, and now you just want to ruin what we had,” he says. Most cheaters think like that, like they can deceive anyone. They don't know how stupid they sound when saying it. “I just want you to know how stupid you are. Your understanding level is low, and your grammar is bad. But I decided to just overlook those things and stay. But f*** you!" She cusses him out and doesn't leave out the legendary part. She splashes coffee on his face. Two times.

The sound of a door closing echoes as dread clenches around my gut. "Holy hell.... f*ck... he is crazy. He is actually crazy! " My arms struggle against the chain before a curse leaves me. Sh*t. Sh*t Sh*t…I should never have gone to his trailer.

No man or celestial could defeat the Chaotic Devil Body, as all he needed was a drop of blood to regenerate his life. As compared to The Book of True Void Enlightenment Severin had or the Grandiuno Treasured Notes, the Wicked Spell was much stronger. It did not even require any special requirements. Any man could easily learn the Wicked Spell. If he reached the expert level, he had the power as strong as any prodigy with a Divine Constitution.

Within a few minutes, Wes came back shaking his head. "There's nobody there." Willow continued. Suddenly her eyes widened as she quickly read through a page. She slowly stood up from her seat. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" She whispered. "Son of a bitch! That lying piece of shit!" "What! What is it?" "Look at this!" She pointed to the page. "It is a long story but I'll summarize." He nodded. "Once upon a time, there lived a tribe of men who performed magic for the good of the people. But one among those men was greedy. He deviated from his path and started practicing magic that was too powerful, too dark, and forbidden.

Elena whimpered, but I didn’t let her look away from the mirror as I dipped a finger into her glistening folds and spread her wetness around, making sure she watched the entire time I touched her. She always calls me wicked , I now wanted her to see how wicked I am. A low rumble vibrated in my chest again, almost too faint for human ears.

“I… I thought you were just…” “Fucking you for the hell of it?” he finished for her, turning his head to meet her eyes again. He gave a slow nod. “Maybe at first, yeah. When I first saw you, I indeed wanted you. Wanted to bury myself in you, use it to help you out. But later…” He sighed, voice dropping. “Later it hit me. I didn’t want to be another guy who used you and left you worse off. It suddenly felt like it after I thought about it for a while. It made me feel… wicked.”

“It is wicked.” He kissed the throbbing spot on her neck and felt her shiver. “Why would something so natural be wicked? You think it is wicked because the church wants women to only know their husbands. That doesn’t mean what we are doing is wrong. This is what we were made for. As long as we are both enjoying it, why is it wrong? Let’s enjoy creating some wicked memories to keep secret together.”