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"You wanted my attention, now you have it. What do you want? Name your price." "You already know what I want, master," the lady giggled softly, then continued, "I want what every woman wants— you, and no one else. In case you want to talk, I’ll send you an address, and I want you to come alone, or I’ll kill your new pet... what’s her name again, Loretta Cruz, or as you prefer it, Retta."

I retort pleasantly. “Oh, I do apologize, where are my manners? I’m Maelor. No need to introduce yourself, I know all about you. Hilda, King Arlo’s mate who upset all Lilith’s carefully laid plans by offering her son love. Previously mated to Soren, who you scandalously slept with even though he has a different Luna and you’re promised elsewhere too.”

“Let’s keep moving.” They kept moving, drawn toward a soft glow up ahead. The marks on Liora’s wrist guided her, avoiding thorns and sudden holes. With every step, she felt a little less afraid and a little more determined. They came into another clearing, this one covered in glowing blue moonflowers. In the middle stood a stone statue of a woman in armour, one hand reaching toward the sky. Kael approached cautiously. “Is this… her?” Liora wiped snow from the base of the statue and found a name carved into it: Lyana, the First Moonbound. The journal vibrated in her hand, like it knew that name.

"Okay, I am all ears then." "First of all, my name is not Rosa but Likarica. I am a druid." Queen Rosa "Likarica?" King Roen said with shocked. The name sounds so familiar to him. **** LILLIAN HOUSE: "Lolly is Tamara's daughter, I don't think Roen knows though." Tharollin responded. "I think she killed the real Lolly and wear the dead girl skin pretending to be the A****n King daughter. I don't know but something about her beast smells familiar when we fought. I just can't place my fingers on it. But that girl who killed the real Lolly and pretends to be her is Tamara's daughter " He added.

Despite not having a window the room was fairly lit by some lightshrooms placed at the ceiling. “I apologize for barging in without any permission. I apologize as well for not giving a formal introduction. My name is Elizabeth Florentina Alutreta, first born of Lady Odagaia “Mother of the Forest” It is a pleasure to meet Avaritia’s youngest royal knight and the person dubbed as The Reaper” She calmly introduced herself, bowing her head as she spoke. Both hands were placed above her long silky nightgown. Her skin glowed like the moon while her gown was illuminated by the lightshrooms above them

Alpha Damon said and we all burst out laughing. “Do you mean this same Loretta? She won’t tell you what she is going to do. You will just wake up and not find Sarai next to you. She doesn’t talk at all. That’s why I like her so much. Nothing serious just her making dangerous moves.”

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

She seemed like she wasn't interested in whatever was going on. "Hi." Juliet smiles out. "Juliet meet Madison and Alison!" Christopher introduces. "I think I might get confused!" Juliet laughs. "You won't." The friendly one says. "She has lighter skin and a very tiny voice! I'm Alison by the way." She says. "Nice meeting you Alison." Juliet smile, she turns to Madison who just nods at her. She mouths hi. All this while Ana and Trisha stood at like third parties. "Where is Alexs?" Christopher asks with a calm smile.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

My subconscious kept on screaming that the man I'd been referring to as a sexy giant was the alpha, Giovanni. "Mio Amore(my love) I see you've met Mia…" Luna Emilia's voice filtered into my ears, breaking my trance. She was now standing beside Giovanni whose gaze had never left me. "Mia, this is my son, Giovanni." Luna introduced us with a smile, her words further confirming my thoughts. "We-welcome back alpha." With that, I scurried away. I couldn't believe I'd been ogling the alpha, thinking he was another man.