Hello everyone, While editing, I felt the cliffhanger in chapter 62, and I felt it would be wrong to leave you guessing, so I had to edit chapter 63 and release it. I hope it is a bit more satisfactory now. We will soon delve into Jenny’s journals and letters to understand the broad issue. I hope it all makes sense. Please be patient as the story comes together. Thank you all for keeping this book alive with comments, gems and reviews. I am so happy writing this one because of all of you. I can’t thank you all enough.
~Tamia~ I was giddy about spending time at the duplex but worried about Sylvester's mood. It was clear we had opened a can of worms, and I doubted we would get all the answers we wanted. We arrived at the building and were greeted by a smiling staff. They had a lot of respect and admiration for
There was deep relief in my chest that made me realise that I was worried about something. "I know my father was a bastard, and he hurt my mother and the women in his life in irreparable ways. But I am nothing like him. I am not a dark alpha, and I refuse to be. Please do not let what we discover a
"One of the letters read that she gave my half-brother money. I wonder why she would go out of her way and give him money, then scare him to not show up in Lucland by telling him I am looking for him when I did not even know of his existence," Sylvester said, and he had a valid point. "Your mother
~Tamia~ Sylvester took off his clothes, leaving his boxers on and lay on the bed facing up and resting his head on his hand. He looked to the side and smiled at me. He motioned me to join him in bed. "Come on, Green-eyes. I want to hold you," He said, and I smiled. I took off the joggers and left
"Relax and tell me what you want to say, Tamia," He said and kissed my hand again. I sighed. "Your mother does not seem like the forgiving type. Were there guards in this duplex during the time of the attack?" I asked him. "They were supposed to be, but the wounded ones were few. They usually have
"I am sure no woman would go through half of what your mother did and not snap. Your father treated her like shit. He tried to replace her with his fated, then forced her to be his fated's midwife. He cheated on her, killed most of her family members and crippled them by forbidding her from represen
~Tamia~ I woke in the morning with a bit of morning sickness. So I rushed to the bathroom and threw up what was left of my dinner from last night. Sylvester joined me in the bathroom and rubbed my back gently. Knowing why I was throwing up, neither of us was bothered. He kissed the top of my head
There were six journals altogether, and somehow it wasn't a daily record of her life; browsing through the page, I realised she only recorded significant events. "Read aloud, Tamia," Marcel said. We were all eager for answers, so we sat in the living room, and I picked the oldest journal, judging b
Dear Readers and Beloved Co-Writers, I am thrilled to share some exciting news with all of you. Liam and Josephine are embarking on their own unique adventure, and their story is becoming so enthralling that it deserves its own book. Considering the depth and breadth of this tale, I've received wi
"I... I’m clueless," I stammered as he trailed kisses along my neck, each touch igniting a wild sensation within me. "Same here," he managed between breaths, his hand gradually tracing up my thigh. His confession reassured me, and at that moment, I embraced the idea of exploration and discovery wit
"I was scared, partly because of Sophia's presence. She seemed perfect, so normal, and I…" I stumbled over my words, the memory stoking an odd ache within me. The pain from that day was stubborn, refusing to fade. "I felt like I couldn't measure up, Li. But my sister insisted that I should give it
"Since we can't venture out alone, I convinced Mrs. Mirabel to join us," he explained, and a surge of excitement led me to embrace him tightly. His consideration touched me deeply. I had yearned to return to the park ever since that day. Even though the stream wasn't quite the same as the lake, it
~Josephine~ A rush of excitement coursed through me, and a smile tugged at Liam's lips as he stood by the doorway. Since there was nothing to grab in my room, I slipped on my slippers and made my way outside. "Did your father get in touch?" Liam inquired as we descended the staircase, and I nodded
"I have to hope that we are fated to be together or that we possess the strength to do what his parents did: defy expectations and reject what fate has in store for us," I mused aloud, causing Charlotte's expression to take on a tinge of concern."Let us not worry about things that are yet to come a
"Because you are my friend, and he is my cousin, and I know of Sophia, so I want to know why you will allow yourself to get carried away," she responded, her tone genuinely concerned. I offered her a smile, touched by her sincerity."There's nothing between him and Sophia," I reassured, to which she
~Josephine~The kappas coming from Lucland didn't reach Grizlo Hospital until late, subjecting us all to a lengthy and tense wait. When they finally did arrive, Charlotte couldn't contain her joy. Meanwhile, I observed Justin issuing them instructions, my only thought being an earnest desire to depa
Seeing that the Royal family is somehow involved in this mess, I request that the council get involved and assist me in solving this matter," He said, and people began to murmur. "How was the Royal family implicated? Isn't this your jurisdiction, alpha Zakharov?" Pamela asked, and he nodded, then m