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Inviting Jason and his mate Thalia in, I politely asked her to take a seat. Thalia's presence brought a sense of calm to the room. Her confidence and poise were evident as she began to speak, elucidating the complexities surrounding Amara's true nature. I listened intently, absorbing each detail she shared, and it became clear that Amara was no ordinary wolf. She was a hybrid, a remarkable fusion of wolf and witch, destined for greatness if unbound appropriately.

She had heard how people died immediately if they got bitten by one. "What is your name gorgeous?" Rita blinked a few times in surprise. No one has ever dared to call her gorgeous even if they thought she was but of course, this man didn't know who she was otherwise he wouldn't dare. "Rita. " "Oh...you are the warrior Luna." He said. "You know me?" "Not really, just heard of you and your savage brother and ...people." Rita was fuming with anger. How dare he? He knew nothing about her brother or people.

Jairon commented to me, then turned behind him. I saw his brow furrow in surprise. I took advantage of that to stand up and motioned to my companions to come closer. I want to laugh because they tortured me with their glares at the same time. "Bae, these are my friends. The Atrómitos Orgánosi heads are Aycxe, Shiela, Noella, and Sophia." I pointed them one by one. "He's my husband, Matthew," said Sophia as she put her hand on her husband's arm.

Meanwhile Luciana also came out of the door to go find Raziel, but she noticed Arlo unblinkingly looking at the door that led to the exit. "Arlo?" He quickly cleared his throat, and sheepishly scratched his head. "Uhm... My lad... my queen." One look at him, she already knew what he was staring at. Lorissa. She didn't blame him though, the siren was just too beautiful, and naturally seductive. "Can I ask you a question?" Arlo asked hopefully, and Luciana chuckled. "Of course." "Who is she?" "Her name is Lorissa." "Lorissa." He repeated the name, as if testing how it would sound on his lips. "I have not heard such name before, but it is beautiful." A smile then appeared on his lips. "I think

You're the best mate anyone could ever ask for, and I'm glad that I have you," Loki whispered quietly. Arianna turned to Freya, who furthered, "Besides that, the real Lila has a birthmark on her right shoulder," Freya said and moved to where Lyra was still crouching on the floor and forcefully ripped the right sleeve of her dress, quickly exposing the milk-coloured skin that was clear as day.

She's. "She's Lilibeth, a new pack member, Lolita's niece who became an orphan." Lilibeth?

His face is blurry to me. His voice is muffled. I inhale as my eyes shut. Now too heavy to open. But a scent fills my nostrils, a family scent. I cling to it as I truly fall into oblivion. ---- Andrea Something soft is touching my face. Patting my cheek delicately. Andrea. Open your eyes. I don't want to though. I'm warm, comfortable. The softness continues to caress my face. Leaving tingles trailing it as it moves.

My best friend Rita had always been the elegant, composed Luna of the Blackmoon Pack. But ever since Alpha Keiran was crippled in that brutal ambush six months ago, she had been quietly falling apart. The once-dominant Alpha could barely get out of bed, let alone pin his Luna down and fuck her the way her body demanded. No more marathon knotting sessions. No more being filled and claimed until she was a trembling, cum-soaked mess. Rita’s heat cycles had become pure torture — her pussy constantly aching, her wolf howling for real dominance.

Odhan asked in confusion. "No, we found something which we never imagined we will find here" Lucifer muttered. "What is it?" Odhan inquired softly. "The queen you just said that I love so much to risk an attack from the dark creatures, and the woman in that Portrait, Theodora, are the same" Darius explained clearly to Odhan. His tone is cold and it sent shivers down the spine of Odhan. "Why the hell are you after everyone I love and hold dear to me" Max snapped at Odhan.

The Witches of Fortuna had arrived. Chaos erupted. Milak summoned a barrier of wind, pushing the intruders back, but they countered with dark magic, shattering his defenses. Zara's healing light flared, attempting to protect her family, but the Fortuna witches were relentless, their powers fueled by malice and a thirst for domination. "Run, Aqua!" Zara cried, her voice breaking with desperation. She pushed Aqua towards the back door, her eyes pleading. "Go to Aunt Cleo!"