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“ Meara!” The whispers started again, soft but notable. I tensed, my eyes snapping open. I scanned the field, but there was no one in sight. The sound seemed to come from the tree itself, from the rustling of its leaves. I pressed my palms against the rough bark and closed my eyes, focusing on the whispers. " Come... find... me..." The words were faint but distinct. My heart raced. Was I losing my mind, or was there something more to these whispers? I stood up, brushing the dirt off my jeans, and took a few steps back. The whispers grew louder, more insistent.

What price would the Book of Whispers extract from us? With measured steps, we approached the pedestal, our gazes locked on the ancient tome. As I reached out to touch its weathered pages, a surge of energy coursed through my fingertips, sending a jolt of anticipation through my veins. "The Book of Whispers holds the answers you seek," a disembodied voice echoed through the grove, its tone both soothing and enigmatic. "But to unlock its secrets, you must be willing to sacrifice a part of yourselves."

"That's strange. I'm already talking so loudly. Can she still not hear me?" I was stunned. Did I gain the ability to test Ava's powers since I was reborn? I suppressed the excitement in me. I grabbed a children's book and started reading to them. "Babies, let me read to you." Right at that moment, my husband, Michael Kent, returned home. He opened the door and greeted me. "Wendy, I'm home! How do you feel today? Were the babies good?" I placed the book down and flashed him a thrilled-to-be-a-mother smile.

His voice restrained in control. She blinked at him with her rounded eyes. Her sparse breathing had stopped as she heard the lub-dub of her heart in her ears. "Let me make love to you, precious. Let me f*ck you." His raspy breath tickled the soft flesh of her neck. His lips lingered over the shell of her ear. Her breath hitched at those unfiltered words as blood rushed to her cheeks. "I want to be buried deep inside you, Innessa," He grunted lowly.

Let the entire empire fall. I didn’t care anymore. Not without her. My fingers jerked, touching the back of my neck. The place where her final breath had warmed my skin. My throat locked, and a shudder ripped through me so violently my teeth clicked. “Come back,” I whispered. The words scraped out raw, torn from a part of me I’d never let anyone see. “Please, Alana… come back.” No answer. Of course not. She was gone, and all that remained were echoes.

I whispered the words he wanted to hear so badly. "Yes. I accept your proposal." His breath caught.

You worked with May to kill me and take the pocket watch for yourself, so that you could provide that intel to the enemy! "Other than the method to open it, there's actually one last secret to this pocket watch… "This pocket watch is actually a voice recorder, too!" "You… Impossible!" His face turned pale. This was the final straw. The thing that would bring everything to an end. I turned the crown three times counterclockwise and pressed the button. This was the last message my husband had left for me before he died. In front of everyone, the recording played clearly. "You… you really were a spy! You were behind everything!" This was Ben's voice.

“You taste so sweet and slippery, Sophia. Your clit is throbbing against my tongue.” Alex whispered against my lips, “Kissing you while she eats your pussy is driving me crazy. My cock is aching.” The Whisper Chain was spinning faster and hotter. My body was on fire, every whisper pulling us deeper into each other. I looked at both of them, breathing hard, fingers still buried inside myself, and whispered: “The next whisper is going to be even dirtier… I want both of you to taste me together.” Elena and Alex smiled with lust-filled eyes.

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