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There are lines you don’t cross and they have. Even when I was a nomad, I still stuck to the club laws. It was instilled in me for so long, I could never imagine hurting a woman or child. But Felicity in my eyes is not a woman. She is a beast and deserves everything she will get from the women of the POD. The club has a unique way of doing things; the women are the ones who dole out punishment, especially if the perp is a woman. I know women can be vicious, so the men step back unless it gets out of hand.

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Clara stumbles back a half step, her eyes widening in sheer horror as she realizes that her testimony means nothing anymore because the entire power dynamic of Blackthorn Academy has permanently shifted. "You think you have won, Evelyn, but the council will never let an outsider run this pack," Clara spits out, desperately trying to salvage her authority in front of the shaking enforcers. "You keep talking about the council like they still hold any cards, Clara, but they are about to find out that I am coming for every single one of their thrones," I whisper, stepping forward until the distance between us is agonizingly small.

Another XY chromosome in attendance was a young lad that looked like he'd been forced to be here. Three men among six women, discussing an erotica book. At the risk of sounding like Sawyer, this really did look like one of those cults that adjourned with an orgy. "Shall we start?" My god mother broke the tension almost as if she could read my thoughts aloud. "I'm just going to start by thanking Zade Cutler for showing up to our book club. I didn't know a man of your...ehm..caliber was interested in books" I smiled. A smile that had the Smith women swooning and had Claire rolling her eyes with disinterest.

“I was born in this country. I’m as American as you and your brothers, but I’ll always be a second-class citizen to the likes of you.” I steal one of her tater tots because I’m cruel that way; I don’t rise to the bait. “We have three white women heading deep into withdrawals. They’re usually the ones who clean and every so often cook. They stay in a single-wide behind the clubhouse. Red’s in charge of them until they’re out of the woods or decide to leave and go back on the drugs.” Her expression changes only slightly. “Those women never cleaned any part of that club and if you think they did, you’re dumber than most Bubbas.”

Candice, particularly, was finally back on her usual, pink-colored tank tops and glimmering golds of jewelry. Alice, on the other hand, felt like she needed to mourn longer. So, she decided to wear a black Avengers fit t-shirt paired with denim pants. The only thing that was not black on Alice’s body was her lucky necklace and her keychain that was dangling at the zipper of her Gucci bag. “Have you registered yet?” Leia asked as the two of them were waiting for Yu at the library. “Registered at what?” Leia gave her a look. “Literature club. Tomorrow’s the deadline for club registrations.”

Luciano I'm back at the club The Underworld drinking a whiskey, when I hear some men behind me start talking about a woman who's drinking alone at the bar and betting on who will be the lucky one to take her to bed. Out of curiosity, I glance in the same direction they are looking and see a woman standing, taking off her coat. At first, she looks like any of the women who usually come here, but when she turns slightly to greet someone, I'm left speechless and unable to think clearly.

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.

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Silas called out to me in a tone that made me want to vomit. I turned to see he was standing beside a random red door, "I don't need to look over there, you don't have any dark magic in here." I replied flatly. Silas smirked at me before he flung the door open and memories shot out around us. I looked around to see all his moments when he tortured many different people, not just any person. Guardians, vampires, dark witches and some wolves. I spun in my place looking at everything until a small collection of memories stopped me dead in my tracks. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.. It couldn't be possible. "You held women against their will." I said turning to face him. "I needed more chi