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But her heartbeat was speeding up, too fast. Her fingers spasmed, lightning flickering faintly across her skin. She wasn’t doing it consciously. He was triggering her power. I held her tighter. “No… no, you don’t get to take her.” Two massive rogues lunged at us at once. Zack met one midair, slamming it to the ground with a sickening crack. I turned sharply, using my shoulder to shield Ava as I drove my claws into the other’s throat. “GO!” Zack yelled. “WE’VE GOT TO REACH THE WALL!”

But at least, he would make those who had hurt her directly or indirectly, those who had used his affection to stir up this chaos, pay their due price. Under the same rain-soaked sky, at the entrance to Sylvia's apartment, the reporters and onlookers, having gotten their sensational footage, began to disperse, leaving behind only a mess of debris. Like a phantom emerging from chaos, Sylvia ran out of her trashed apartment. She had no umbrella. She wore only a designer dress, now torn and thoroughly soaked by the rain, the wet fabric clinging to her body and accentuating the slight curve of her belly—a cold, slimy, inescapable skin of shame.

KRIS’S POV. After the argument that erupted at Tiana’s party, I watched as Ava walked out, refusing Tiana’s help to drive her home, but I just could not watch her walk away because I was so worried for her safety. So, I followed closely behind her just to ease my mind that she was safe. However, someone showed up next to her, and at first, I thought they knew each other, but just as I was about to turn back to the party, thinking she was in safe hands, I heard a little scream and instantly knew she was in danger. Without thinking, I rushed at the guy, tackled him to the ground, and beat the daylight out of him. It was only when Ava asked me to stop that I regained control of my anger and imm

The lady seemed to care little about his presence. Ryan was struck by her presence. Erik too could not believe the transformation his eyes were seeing. Ava was no longer the average girl he used to know. The one standing right before their eyes was a powerful lady. She was wearing a very thick hooded sweatshirt, a pair of black pants that seemed to shimmer in the interchanging blue and red lights of the lounge, and a pair of boots. Her hair lay loosely over her back and shoulders. “Damn it, bro,” Erik muttered. “Ava is really back. And she's in goddess mode.”

The Old Port of Blackwood was a graveyard of rusted shipping containers and skeletal cranes that groaned in the salt-heavy wind. The moon was a jagged sliver of bone in the sky, casting long, distorted shadows across the asphalt. Ava stepped out of the Mustang, her red power suit now hidden beneath her father’s dark tactical windbreaker. She looked small against the towering machinery, but her gaze was a cold, unwavering flint. In her right hand, she clutched the silver locket. In her left, the glass vial containing the "Kill Switch."

’ she mused as she continued her stroll. Avita had naturally dressed in a cotton jumpsuit that was really warm in order to get rid of the cold and stay safe from it, as she didn’t want to finish up suffering from a colds or flu. Some boots have fur inside, so it’s not just the leather that’s cold. She also wore a jacket over the top. If she had been indoors, she would have thought of wearing a woolen hat, but doing so would ruin the wig she was wearing. And then all of her hard work in getting up early to dress up will be undone.

"Thinking too much? Big brother..." "Big brother Corbyn. Big brother Corbyn. Save me. Hurry up and save me." Aviva suddenly cried out upon seeing Corbyn's figure at a distance. Aviva stretched out her hand and cried out frantically like a pitiful cat that had been extremely bullied by her predator. Warrick's lips curved up, and his eyes shone wickedly. He ran his hands through his hair and leaned forward. Immediately, Warrick blew warm air into Aviva's ear and bit it lightly. Aviva froze and shivered under Warrick.

She asked rhetorically as she gazed dreamily at her mate. "It's something." "Hey, why is yours so much shorter than mine?" Connor frowned while he waddled over to her. Sabrina looked down at her outfit and then smiled innocently. "Mine is sexy salt because y'know... halloween." The scent of mangos filled the room, causing instant warmth to Lucas' chest. Ava skipped over to him with a cheerful smile while he ran his eyes up and down her outfit. She was dressed in a dark grey dress and fluffy boots with matching fluffy grey wolf hat. She also had mittens that looked like paws.

Ava whipped the towel off and padded herself dry. She opened her closet and grabbed a long, light gray cable knitted sweater with a turtleneck collar and a pair of dark gray leggings. After getting dressed, she put on white socks and a pair of tennis shoes. “I’ll just be another minute, Ray.” “It’s fine. Take your time,” Ray yelled back.

I can barely breathe, I’m filled with so much dread and excitement at the same time. ‘Boys…my name is Ava Green. I’m a Doctor,’ I hear movement in the den before me and I close my eyes, holding back my tears. Fighting to stay strong and keep my voice steady. ‘Boys...can you come out to me? We’ve got food and water…’ I bite my bottom lip, ‘I’ve got a Ankylosaurus in my bag…I’ll show him to you?’