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And then more guards, members of the special force, and bodyguards had to add to the numbers. "You piece of shit, you hit like a woman!" Damon cackled with bloodied lips and torn clothes. At least fifty people held him back. His eyes glowed red, signifying he was using his powers just like. mine I was battered just like him. "Don't you dare talk about my father like that again, you barbarian!" I struggled to break free, but I also had the same men as Damon holding me. "Calm down, my lords! You don't need to be fighting by this time!" Carl stood between us. Poor man had a torn armour as his lord flung him away.

And for the first time in her life, she didn't have to do it alone. ​"What do we do now?" Chloe asked softly, looking at the wreckage of Vivienne’s dress. ​Roman stood up, pulling both women to their feet with him. He looked toward the monitors in the back of the room, where the news was already reporting the "Tragedy of the Aegis." He looked at the woman he loved, the woman who had lost everything to be with a man who didn't officially exist. ​"Now," Roman said, his voice regaining its lethal, protective edge. "We vanish. The world thinks the Ghost is dead and the Bride is lost at sea. Let them keep their insurance money and their lies. We have the only thing that matters."

"Henry Smith, you left without a word six years ago. Are you going to do it again?" She rushed toward me, grabbing my hand. Only then did I see her tear-streaked face. Ignoring the dirt on my clothes, she held me tightly. "Henry, don't leave me, okay?" I looked deeply into Joey's eyes. I remembered how people had described her and Marcus as a perfect match, made for each other. On the other hand, I was merely a homeless man… Besides… I gently pushed her away and let out a bitter laugh. "Joey, you and Marcus… You were the ones who caused my parents' deaths, who leaked the company's secrets. You really think I could be with an enemy?"

I snapped open my eyes and was surprised to see Eric and James tackling Tatiana to the ground. Eric grabbed her by the throat and held her up as she thrashed about. He growled in his powerful Alpha tone and she stopped battering her arms and legs about. Her expression changed from rage to shock as she was lowered slowly back down. “Oh Eric honey.” She purred. His face was twisted in disgust and he threw her to James. He growled again before turning to me. His face softened and he raced over. “NO!” Tatiana screamed struggling against James. “She’s poisoned you against me Eric. She’s a witch!” He turned back to her and growled again making her stop.

I honestly don't know what I keep expecting from him but if this is what marriage is well I have to take what I'm offered besides I was just collateral damage. ‎

In order to keep the world running as it should, no one could know how it all worked. There were plenty of rumors, but no one ever bothered to find out. It didn’t matter what the Ten were… they made life good. There was never a reason to question or worry. Until one curious, stupid little boy changed everything. One child was the downfall of our world. So much was lost, perhaps forever. The Ten are scattered. Dead, sick, captive… no one knows for certain. No one… except myself, and the desperate handful of people taken into the Ten’s confidence, working to save the world.

Cassandra persuade him to speak. He told them to get closer and whisper to their ears, “The truth is someone saw Kayleigh and Tristan together in the mall.” Both of them are shocked by what they heard, “Really? Tristan? Maybe it’s just a coincidence that they met there and just talked to each other that time.” “Yeah what if that’s just a coincidence right?” Raven suggested to him. Their conversation was interrupted because their subject teacher came in, “ Good afternoon guys, take your seats and we’ll start our class.”

I fell silent. Abby continued ranting furiously on the other end of the line. "He’s unbelievable! He ignores an amazing wife like you while obsessing over some random woman outside. Even Cameron’s losing his mind. Apparently, Mr. Bailey’s acting like he has split personalities lately. On one side, he’s mobilizing the entire Blackwater City to find a woman named Summer McCain. On the other hand, he’s secretly investigating his own wife because he thinks you kidnapped her." Just listening to it gave me a headache.

My voice had been small but hopeful. She had stopped and turned slowly. Her face, usually so composed, was a mask of cold fury and disgust. Her eyes, usually dismissive, were sharp, piercing. She knelt, just slightly, bringing her face closer to mine, but there was no warmth in the gesture. Her voice, usually soft in public, became a chilling whisper that I’ve never forgotten. "You are never to call me that. Do you understand clearly, Cole? I am Mrs. Wyatt. Not your mother. I can never be." Her grip on my arm was surprisingly strong. I’d nodded, tears stinging my eyes, unable to speak. The message was clear: I was not hers. I was not family.