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~Isla“Do not be afraid, Isla McRae.”The voice didn’t sound entirely human. It was smooth, low, each syllable carrying an unnatural precision, like metal grinding softly against stone.My body stiffened.Isla? McRae?The name tore through me like a blade, peeling back a part of me I thought I had buried long ago. No one here called me that. No one even knew it.“How….” my voice faltered as I tightened my grip on the gun, “how do you know that name?”The man’s body loomed in the half dark, tall and impossibly still. He wore the shape of a gentleman, yet there was nothing gentle about the weight of his presence.His head tilted, ever so slightly, like a predator humoring its prey.“You were never meant to erase what you are,” he said, tone even, unhurried. “Names don’t vanish, Isla. They endure. They wait, just as we have waited.”A shiver crawled across my skin. My heart pounded as if it wanted to escape my chest, but I refused to step back.This wasn’t just some stranger breaking in.

~ElenaThe room felt smaller now, though morning light filtered lazily through the tall windows. Everything outside seemed trivial compared to the power pulsing beneath my skin. The Obsidian Sons weren’t just legends anymore, they were real, and they were mine. My mind raced with possibilities, each darker and sharper than the last.I turned from Thorne, who stood silently by the counter, watching me with that dangerous mixture of desire and calculation that always set my pulse racing. “I need to contact them,” I said, voice sharp, measured. “It’s time they understand who their leaders truly are, and what I want them to do.”Thorne’s lips curved into a half-smile. “You want to speak to the Obsidian Sons? Alone?”“I want this on my terms,” I replied. “If I call them, if I give them orders, it’s because I dictate the pace, the angle, the outcome. Not the other way around.”He nodded slowly, sensing my resolve, though a flicker of doubt crossed his eyes. “Do you really think they’ll re

~LunaI shoved her back into the mattress, her breasts still glistening from my mouth. My hand shot between her legs without hesitation, fingers sliding over her wet puss. She gasped, and I smirked.“Already begging, Freya?” I taunted, forcing two fingers inside her pussy with one rough thrust. Her cry only made me move faster, fucking her with my hand while my palm smacked against her ass with every motion.She bit her lip, moaning, breaking free despite her attempt to hold them back. I leaned down, sinking my teeth into her breast again, sucking and biting her nipple until she writhed beneath me. My other hand came down hard across her ass, smacking it.Her body shuddered under the mixture of pain and pleasure, and I growled low in my throat, dragging her hips closer to my mouth. “Let’s see how you taste.”I spread her open and lowered my lips onto her, tongue lashing mercilessly against her swollen clit. She screamed my name, her hands clutching at my hair, grinding against my f

~ReidThorne glared at Elena, chest heaving, while she masked her tears with that poisonous smirk. The tension between them was thick enough to choke me, and for once, I almost felt out of place like I was intruding on something too personal.I cleared my throat, shifting my weight deliberately. “Well…” I said, forcing a crooked smile to break the heavy air. “This sounds like a conversation better suited for the two of you.”Their eyes snapped toward me, sharp as daggers, but I kept my composure. I tilted my head, feigning calm while hiding the fact that my pulse was hammering like a war drum.“I’ll just excuse myself,” I added smoothly, “before I get stabbed by words not meant for me. Or worse, by actual knives.” My smile widened, a little too casual.Neither of them replied. Thorne turned his face away, fists still trembling on the table. Elena simply stared at me, her lips curved but her eyes swollen red, like she couldn’t decide whether to laugh or rip my throat open.I gave them

~Luna“You said Elena offered you a hand, didn’t you?” Rosy’s voice cut through the silence like a blade cloaked in silk.I tilted my head, curious where she was leading. “Yes, she did. What about that?”Her eyes narrowed, studying me as though she could read every secret etched into my veins. “How sure are we that you didn’t send Reid to confirm that alliance? That maybe all this talk about your son is just a cover for the truth, that you and Elena were always working together?”Lucien chuckled low, a dangerous sound. Lorenzo, however, leaned forward, intrigued. “What a nice thought, Rosy,” he said, his smile tight, sharp as glass. “I must admit, the thought crossed my mind as well.”The room seemed to hold its breath.I smirked, swirling my goblet slowly, watching the liquid catch the candlelight. “I’ve always thought of you, Rosy, to be sharper than most. But Lorenzo—” I shifted my gaze to him, letting my smile curl wickedly, “you’ve disappointed me. I thought you were the wisest a