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she said and reached for a kiss. Across the room, Zoe (dressed as Morticia, naturally) was practically glowing. If I didn't know better, I think she and Levi planned it. Her boyfriend Liam (Tarzan in nothing but a loincloth and a whole lot of courage because it was forty-five degrees outside) had his arm around her waist. They kept trading these stupid, smitten looks that made the rest of us want to gag and cheer at the same time. Then Zoe cleared her throat. “So… we have news.”

Hurt marred her features, as her gaze swept away from his. Rough fingers hooked beneath her chin, forcing her to look at him. “I told you because I don’t want to lose you. I don’t think I can go back to a life without you in it. I didn’t think it was my story to tell and Lia convinced me it was, but I told you because…” His words petered away, his hand now resting against her cheek as his thumb brushed her lips. “If knowing my story helps you understand, I couldn’t hide it from you. You’re it, Zoe. You’re the person I never thought I’d find, and I can’t let our relationship hang in the balance, because I was too fucking scared to tell you the whole truth.”

Zoe informed her. "Sky has great healing powers." Ria smiled as she softly pinched the cheek of the girl who did not like being pinched and tried to hide in her mother's arms. In past two years, a lot of things changed. Bella found her mate which was no other than but Zayn, a vampire. The pair was not a usual pair but all thanks to get mother no one dared to lift a finger on them. Zoe and Avery had a one year old daughter Sky.

Like they had figured something out that most people spent years searching for. But a couple years in, they started talking. The kind of talking that happens late at night when the lights are off and you feel brave enough to say things out loud. Zoe told him things she'd never told anyone — that she had this fantasy of being held down, her hands pinned, completely at someone else's mercy. Something about being helpless made her whole body ache with wanting. Ryan told her his thing too — quieter about it, like he wasn't totally sure how she'd react. He said he'd thought about watching her with someone else. Not a stranger. Someone they both knew. Someone he could trust. He wanted to see her c

I got a phone call at that moment and picked it up knowing who it would be. "The Viper is available, boss," I cut the call not waiting for more and took a U-turn to the other parking lot exit. I passed by Zoe as she picked up a call of her own. "On my way, baby" She told the person, a pleasant smile spreading across her face. ***** Zoe's POV

“That was insane! The way Helene’s face dropped when those real pictures came up? I’m living for this. I’m so fucking happy for you, Freya. You finally got your revenge.” I laughed, still buzzing with adrenaline. “I’m relieved, Zoey. Like… genuinely relieved. After so many years of taking their shit, it’s finally over. I’m done. No more stress. No more pain. Now I can actually enjoy my life.” Zoey grinned wide, wiping fake tears from her eyes dramatically. “My baby finally got her flowers. After everything you went through? You deserve this peace. And that kiss with Ryder on stage? Chef’s kiss. The internet is gonna explode.”

AUSTIN’S POV “What the hell is he doing here?” I demanded, my eyes locked on Zoe but my glare fixed squarely on Owen. Neither of them move. Neither of them spoke. “Why are you standing with him?” I asked, getting furious. Zoe met my gaze directly. “You are free because of him, Austin.” she said softly, like she practised it. “It was Owen who told me what I had to do to get you released. Who showed me how to help you.”

Leo's hand was unstable as he held her, clearly still reeling from the night before. As if they were not uncomfortable enough, their sworn enemies waltzed towards them while they were still on the red carpet. Zane in a crisp brown suit and Elora in a shiny red gown. They approached them like vultures wearing smiles. The four of them stood facing one another, with smiles that spoke friendship but mouths that held unsaid enmity. Before Leo and Zara could leave the carpet, Zane leaned in close to Zara and whispered in a low voice. “I haven’t given up on you, Zara. I never will.”

Lola's mind conjured up the figure of Russell, a remarkably handsome man, with his long and slender legs that surely stood tall. Why would Zoey be cheapened when only this kind of man is worthy of her? "I know," Lola said, suppressing her nausea. "Reagan, I remember all the kindness you showed me, and from now on, I will love you well." "Okay, Lola, your words are enough." After hanging up the phone, Reagan Glenn clenched his teeth tightly and swore that this time he would definitely kill Zoey. Zoey returned home and she tore off the gauze, changed the medicine, and applied scar cream.

Her words caught in her throat, her emotions overwhelming her for a moment. Dominic’s fingers twitched against her hand, his touch barely there, but it steadied her. “You being here now… that’s enough” he rasped. " I want to remember this... us. Thank you. But I think I need to say my goodbye, if.. when this dark will win... I won't be able.. and I set you free. Find your mate Zoe. You can't do this alone.. Zoe swallowed hard, nodding as she gripped his hand more firmly. “Rest now,” she said softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. “You don't have to say this... We’ll figure this out. Together.”