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"Brother-in-law... no, he’s never been my brother-in-law. That man Grayson is a mafia kingpin. He killed someone right in front of me. And from what I saw—how he treated that woman, the one who looks like you—he’s been torturing you.” I frowned, my mind racing. "Are you talking about Skyler?" Mathew’s eyes widened. "Is her name Skyler?" he asked, as though he was just connecting the dots. "My God… you two are practically identical. Someone could think you were twins separated at birth.” He paused, his expression shifting to one of confusion. "But that’s not the point, Ariana. Why did you protect that gangster in there? Are you... are you in love with him?”

Everest was still behind Taggart, along with his haughty expression. "You misunderstood it. I don't have you, mate or any girl," "You should ask your son!" Matthew blinked shockingly. "What?" "Where is he hiding my girl?" Taggart got more rage. He raised his pitch with a snarl to side Matthew. His sharp gaze was so terrifying when a human saw it. "Damian is not here. That can't be right!” Matthew turned sternly acted towards Taggart. He scoffed annoyingly and disbelieved to admit.

"After all this effort, you still just want to marry me, don't you?" Rob, who had trailed in behind her, immediately allowed his eyes to well up with crocodile tears as he launched into another dramatic performance. "Finn, how can you be so selfish? Dorothy only tried to solve her needs, and you froze all her assets. It's unfair!" He sobbed with exaggerated volume, yet his gaze remained fixed with burning envy on the exquisite suit adorning my body. He continued, "Didn't you say you weren't going to marry Dorothy? Yet here you are, dressed in full wedding attire. Don't you feel the least bit disgusted with yourself?"

“I will, Auntie. James will make sure I don't cross any line.” Just then, the door swings open, and James, Emily's older brother – a highly respected lawyer – strides into the room. Dressed in a crisp dress shirt and black trousers that adequately hugged his tall frame and broad shoulders, James exuded a sense of sartorial elegance and professionalism. His well-defined jawline and impeccably maintained beard added a touch of maturity and refinement to his appearance. His neatly groomed dark brown hair, impeccably styled, reflected his meticulous attention to detail and professional demeanour.

I said sternly. Griffin's cute and chubby face came in front of my eyes. The way he kept smiling all the time could cheer anyone's mood. I was glad that I wasn’t a werewolf, or my stupid wolf would have asked me to choose my mate. I watched Lenora and Virgil stare at each other. Something was going on between them.

We went for the next item on the list that had to do with us getting his lock of hair, it was easier for us and after we were done I casted the unbinding spell. Almost at the same time, I felt an energy charge drift through the resulting release of a wave that came like the wind. Those that still had a bit of energy in them staggered and struggled to stay up while the weak ones sank to their knees. My gaze narrowed as I looked up at him. The moonlight made his amber eyes even more golden as I sighed in relief, for a minute I had thought I lost him. "What in the hell happened here?" He asked to rub his temple. His voice darkened.

“You dragged *me* into your filth. My reputation is built on control. Precision. Not fucking my stepsister like some depraved cliché.” Elena’s back hit the desk. She gripped the edge, refusing to cower. “Then deny it. Call me a liar tomorrow morning. Tell everyone I made it up because I’m obsessed with you or whatever story you want. I’ll play along.” He braced one hand on the desk beside her hip, leaning in. Their faces were inches apart. She could see the flecks of silver in his gray eyes, the faint scar above his left eyebrow from the time they had fought so viciously over nothing that he’d tripped on the stairs.

I bend down, taking deep breathes to stabilize my breathing. " Kara, you are finally here. I was afraid you wouldn't make it in time." Carlos says, heaving a sigh of relief. He is the one who called earlier and informed me of the director's decision of disconnecting my mother's life support. I send him a grateful smile before turning to face the director who doesn't seem pleased with my interruption. " Miss Smith, I hope you have a good reason for causing a scene here." He confronts me, his face covered with displeasure.

I wasn’t sure of his name, but I think Alpha Derek referred to him as Gabriel that day. The four Alphas were present at the meeting and sat at the large conference table, their Betas standing behind them. The room was tense as they discussed the recent capture of a rogue werewolf, Tyler. The group was still shocked after learning that Tyler had been able to morph into a human. Tyler had been locked up in a chamber, and answers were needed from him. As the meeting progressed, I was called upon to gather more information from Tyler. I went down to the closed chamber where he was being held and knocked on the door. A guard opened it and let me inside.

The rows of kitchen cabinets looked so elegant this afternoon with hung copper and stainless frying pans, spoons, and manual whiskers hung off rooks on the racks to one side of the wall in the kitchen. He finds Janey at the sink, rinsing a washcloth at the tap. "Been looking for me?" "Yeah, how did you know?" Asked Matt, coming up behind Janey to put his arms around her waist and nuzzle her neck. "Because I know things and you don't", teased Janey. Matt laughed and threw his hands up in the air. "Alright, you win… I've got to come in at work anyway. The boss called." "Oh, I thought you would take the day off, dear."