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Erika couldn't answer what Lei said to the two of them, telling them the real story of the war that had killed Erika's parents. "My niece will help you get over what you're going through with your daddy before I help you awaken your powers. I hope that in time you'll accept who you really are. I know that won't be easy for you," Lei said, turning the book back to normal and handing it to Erika. Lei said that normal people couldn't read what was in the book because the book she gave him was not ordinary. "That book is only for deities except for my niece and I, so we can read it because we're not ordinary," Lei replied.

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“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

Phantom had Alfie drop me off. I walk into the backyard and find Gaston and the rest of his pack in the middle of combat training. “Keep going,” he says to them. He walks over to where I am and motions for me to follow him inside the house. “I have something for you.” He disappears into the kitchen and reappears with a book in his hand. Werecreatures Among Us. “I need you to read and study this book. Start with chapters one through eight. We’ll go over it later.”

I thrust up, matching her rhythm, hands on her ass, pulling her closer. The desk creaked under us, books tumbling off. Our breasts rubbed together, nipples scraping, adding sparks. I sucked her neck, marking her with a hickey—mine. "I love you," I whispered, the words raw. "This fire between us—i want it to be real." She ground harder, clit swollen against mine, breaths ragged. "I love you too. We'll run away—somewhere no one knows us." The promise hung, sweet amid the sin.

He says when we get to the front entrance of the school. “I guess so.” I say the only thing I can think of to say. Text conversation between Ryo and Kelly (a few hours later) Can you believe we have to work with patient O Kelly I know right? Is this some kind of cosmic shift? Is the universe playing a joke on me for fantasizing about him? Ryo I think this is the universe telling you to date him I was right Kelly Please don’t start with all of that There’s no way Patient O and I are going to date.

I am yours, I breathed, my hands sliding beneath his suit jacket, pressing flat against the burning, muscular breadth of his back. His dark eyes snapped, the last fragile thread of his restraint shattering completely. Adrian claimed my mouth in a kiss that was pure, possessive ruin. It wasn't gentle, nor was it meant to comfort me. It was desperate, demanding, and filthy, tasting of dark promises, blood, and absolute authority. His tongue invaded my mouth, plundering every inch of me while his free hand slid down my spine, cupping my rear through the fabric of my dress and lifting me up off the ground to seat me firmly over his thigh.

I gasp as my forehead meets his hard chest, my heart thumping in my chest. He pulls my hair painfully as he tilts my head upwards before his lips slams to mine and I'm gasping for air as he steals my breath away when he sucks on my lip, moving from the lower one to the upper one and again. I thrash in his hold, my books scattering to the floor of the elevator as Damien presses my jaw firmly but not painfully as he slips his tongue into my mouth, searching for mine. And then, he sucks my tongue, hard. Painful.

And the way her body just gave in too, her robe falling open, her nipples scraping my chest as she begged me to fuck her harder. And I didn’t even try to stop it, as I pounded into her until she screamed my name, her pussy gushing around my cock. My chest tightened, “Fuck…” I muttered under my breath as my eyes fluttered open. My cock was already hardened from just flashbacks. Yas was sprawled beside me now, her hair messy across the pillow and lips slightly parted, making soft sleepy sounds. The sheets barely covered her, they slipped low enough to reveal the curve of her back, the soft dip of her waist…

Serena Vale didn’t sleep. Not really. She lay awake, the city lights casting restless shadows across the penthouse walls, her mind replaying the same image on an endless loop — her sixteen-year-old self frozen in time, standing outside her old home, clutching a sketchbook to her chest like it was armor. A stranger had taken that photograph. A stranger who, years later, turned out to be Damien Drake. And scrawled on the back, in his sharp, deliberate handwriting, were two words: