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she whispered, snuggling into the warmth of his chest. A few quiet moments passed before she spoke again, her voice drowsy. “Ethan… what was the name of the man who spoke to me on the bus? The one who paid my fare?” “Park,” Ethan answered, his own eyes already closed. “Pete and Park,” Belle repeated softly, a faint smile touching her lips as she drifted into sleep—tired, content, and completely loved. *****😉😜😉******

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

I nodded and hung my coat in the closet. Mike and a few guys were in the dining room playing bones like always. He knows he loves playing dominoes. As I looked around, there was a bunch of people in the fucking house. There was a gang of people all over the place. I walked into the living room and there were a few people I recognized - Shayla’s cousin Tanya and her girlfriend, Stephanie. “Heeeeyyyy Poppie! My favorite white girl!” Tanya said as she got up to give me a hug.

business. Elio Jones Ganovese. Elio is regaining complete control over my life.

“I'm not belittling you, young man. I just can't think of any reason why I should be afraid of you. You look like a nice young man and harmless,” His eyes widened as he heard what I said. I took a deep breath and introduced myself. “By the way, my name is Dane Steele, and I am the Alpha King of Lotus Pack. You are here in our territory, Greenwoods Village,” I said, offering my palm for a handshake. The young man looked at me suspiciously, as if he doubted my words. Even though his body is numb with pain, he avoids my hand offer. “D-Don't come near me!”

I was young when my parents died. Only 9 at the time. They died fighting in the pack war. The same one that killed our last Alpha. Our pack eventually won the war but at great cost. We lost almost half of our warriors during the war. My name is Fallon Thomas, I am part of the Crescent Falls pack of Oregon. After the war we absorbed the Blood Moon pack, making our pack now the largest in the country.

Aisha POV: ‘He hung up the call’ I spoke in my mind, I kept staring at my phone screen in haze mind when a Porsche came and stopped in front of me “babe get in….” Michael said peeking through passenger side window, I hoped in his car and we drive off “Is everything fine?” Michael spoke with concern look “AAhmm… Not sure, I called my Mom but she didn’t respond so I called papa and…” I spoke “And what?” Michael questioned staring at road ahead “And someone named RAVAN responded through his phone” I replied “RAVAN? What kind of name is that?” Michael questioned with amused smile “well, I am not 100% sure but it is an Indian Mythological character from Ramayan ?” I replied “Okeis……….. well that

the someone cut me off. "Her name is Annabelle Siromani, my daughter."

16 ADRIAN The crumpled note felt like a live grenade in my hand. It had arrived anonymously, tucked discreetly beneath the windshield wiper of my car. The stark message, scrawled in spidery handwriting, sent a jolt of ice through me: “The Dubois case. They framed the wrong one. Look deeper.”