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I needed to stop talking to him. Zane: I'm making you uncomfortable. You don't know me. I get it. But give it time, pretty soon you'll have everything about me memorized, maybe by then your judgment won't be clouded by what you see on the internet and you'll see me, just me. Fallon: And who is Zane Andrews? He didn't reply back right away. Zane: Sometimes, I think, he's still the scared little boy who was abandoned by his sisters and dropped off in foster care when the love of his life died.

The End Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading. Thank you so much for staying with me throughout this journey of Nicholas and Zane's love and life. Hope you like it. See you in the next book as the journey continues.) Book 1 Fangs: Alpha King (Completed) Book 2 Fangs: Queen Luna Book 3 Fangs: The Tale of the Moon Goddess

she blurted, eyes wide. Zane raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t say you were.” “You’re thinking it.” A slow grin crept onto his face. “Now I am.” Maya cursed under her breath and snatched the last book from his hand. “This school is a nightmare.” Zane leaned against the wall like he had all the time in the world. “It’s entertaining, if you don’t take it too seriously.” “I don’t want to be part of the entertainment,” she snapped, slinging her bag over her shoulder.

I push my personal life aside and refocus. Cassandra and I spend another hour combing through more books, but we find nothing concrete. Disappointment settles in. I’m not sure there’s a reason to hope anymore. If there’s a cure for wolf blood, it’s well hidden, and I don’t know if we’ll ever find it. Feeling defeated, we leave the library and head back home. Zane’s back to full health and being my worst nightmare. I’m not sure what horrors await me as I return. At home, I head to my room for a quick shower. Afterward, I

Zane uttered, pouting his little mouth in anger. Zara sighs, crouching down to his size as she looks at the little boy who has a striking resemblance to her__Zane didn't take after his father. Instead, he looked like Zara, although his eyes were different. And unlike Zara's honey brown eyes, Zane had Sapphire blue eyes like his father. "Zane, you have to stay away from the bad man and woman(King Luther and Myla) or they'd hurt you. Please, Zane, listen to your mother," Zara pleaded.

NORA’S POV A biker. Zane was a biker. And a fucking famous, wealthy good one at that. I watched him hum through his obstacles, swerving excellently with perfect precision around hoops. People cheered and chanted his name, but all I could think about was how many times I had spread my legs, how often I had held my phone in my hands, eyes on his pictures and videos as I rubbed my clit.

NICO A flicker of pain flashed over Zane’s face, and a sonorous howl as the pack lifted their voices to the sky in unison, brought chills to my bones. It was a howl of loss, of anger and a promise of revenge. Zane bent and picked up Anthony’s lifeless body, holding him close to his chest. “I’m taking him to our bedroom. We can’t leave him here outside.” His voice sounded calm as he went forward to the ruins of his home.

And I knew, with every breath, the walls were closing in. ****** I made my way to the library. The library was drenched in silence when I slipped inside, the only light spilling from the faint glow of runes etched into the spines of old tomes. The air smelled of parchment and dust, but beneath it, I caught the sharper scent of fire, of him. Zane was already there, leaning against one of the carved tables, his eyes glinting in the low light like he owned the room. “You move recklessly,” he said softly, the words carrying weight despite how quiet they were. His smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were dark, searching.

The iron tang of her blood is strong and sweet. It tastes, Zane thinks, like forever should. And this my lovely readers is the end of the book. Please check out my new work A Secret Baby For the Alpha Quarterback.

Zane was quiet. "He's not the enemy," I said. "He's going to think he is, for a while. He's going to try to be, probably. He's going to come here eventually and stand at the boundary and try to be the obstacle." I paused. "But he sent the book. He found the locked room and he opened it and he sent it to me." "People can be both things," Zane said. "Yes," I said. "They can." I looked at the fire.