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CHAPTER 33 ALPHA LINCOLN'S POV I and Sean walked into my office to sit down and get a good look at the book my father had given to us. Since Sean was here, I decided to read it out for both of us to hear at the same time, to save time. "THE SOULBOUND LOCKET", was the title of the book and when we opened it, there was a drawing of the Locket. It was ancient from the looks of things as expected and an ornate piece that was crafted with ethereal silver. To add it up the Locket was adorned with enchanting gemstones.

Lilith's POV As I walked out of Bastian's house, tears streamed down my face. I was hurt and angry at his stubborn, old ways. I understand he’s trying to protect me, I really do, but I can’t help how much I want him. Who wouldn’t want a man like Bastian Lockhart, CEO of S-Electronics, the best phone company in New York City? Bastian is the kind of man that looks at you and just makes you weak in your knees.

I shot back, my voice cracking. Antonio hesitated, his grip loosening slightly. His eyes searched mine, and I saw the conflict there—the war between his loyalty to Luca and whatever was left of what we used to be. “I can’t,” he whispered. “Yes, you can,” I said, stepping closer. “You know this isn’t right, Antonio. You know who Luca is, what he’s done. Please.” Before he could answer, the door swung open. Luca’s icy gaze swept over the room, landing first on Antonio, then on me, then finally on the disorganized shelf of his.

His mind reeled, but he barely had time to process before another thought hit him like a bolt of lightning. “But if it really was the former Alpha Alex… would Miss Anthony be safe in the Litha Night Walker Pack?” Ainsley’s gaze darkened, his voice dripping with quiet, terrifying certainty. “She is my mate. I will protect her for the rest of my life.” There was no hesitation, no doubt. The sheer conviction in his words sent a shudder through Hank’s bones. Hank turned to leave, his thoughts a whirlwind of turmoil. I just hope that poor Eloise will soon end her misery… so she can finally live happily ever after, like a princess in a fairy tale.

Nothing interested me until I landed on the international news channel, where a familiar face made my finger freeze on the remote. Orion Lockwood. Even through the screen, his presence was commanding—tall, broad-shouldered, with those piercing blue eyes that hadn't changed in a thousand years. He stood at some glittering event, a stunning redhead on his arm, speaking confidently to reporters. "...attribute our success to meaningful connections we've cultivated..." His voice sent an electric current through my body, awakening memories better left buried. Memories of hands stained with blood, of being treated like a possession rather than a person, of a love so consuming it had been more like

I tried to keep a straight face, but the thought of being in the same room with Jade made me frown on default. I was ushered into the famous library of the Lockwoods. This room in the house was catered for and kept by Mrs. Lockwood herself. It was her safe haven. The woman was a popular author who was famous for her works on child fiction and adventure. It was only normal for her to adore her library more than any other room in the house.

"But you are out of your depth here and you do not understand what you are facing when you challenge a lycan alpha." Ross growled low in his throat. "Try us and see how out of our depth we really are when we are fighting for our mate," he said with conviction that made my chest swell with pride. Anthony's smile widened slightly. "I am an elemental lycan," he said and let that revelation sink in. "I control fire and earth and air and water with just a thought and two alpha werewolves cannot defeat me." The claim should have sounded like arrogance but the certainty in his voice suggested it was a simple fact. I felt doubt creep in but pushed it away because backing down was not an option when

He found his inner beast when we needed him most. “I haven’t seen such an aura in a long time,” Asena mused. “It almost compares to Lex’s.” “Not quite yet,” I said. I could feel it, too. It was strong, but not as intense as Lex’s. Hendrix might be ranked as an Alpha. The cottage door burst open with a bang, and Beta Luke entered. His jaw was tight, eyes sharp, hands balled into fists. He scanned the room, gaze falling on Hendrix pinning Angelica, immediately realizing Hendrix didn’t belong.

Crystal River Pack Wyatt’s office door flung open and Anthony stormed in. Celeste was straddling her husband’s lap with her hands held in one of his above her head. His other hand was buried in her black hair as they kissed passionately. “I can’t believe you would do that behind my back,” Alpha Anthony snarled as Terry stood nervously in the doorway. “This seems to be right on schedule,” Wyatt said before nibbling on his mate’s lips. “Why don’t you go upstairs and start us a bath? I shouldn’t be long.”

“I won’t ask you for anything that puts your daughter at risk. I want to be clear about that from the start. Whatever I eventually ask of you, Adele stays out of it entirely. That’s not a condition I’m offering you … it’s one I’m setting for myself.” I studied his face. The lines of it. The steadiness in his eyes. I had learned, in three years of living with a man who was expert at concealment, how to look past what a person was showing you and try to read what was underneath. It was an imperfect skill. It had failed me before. But Tyson Lockwood looked back at me without rearranging his expression and without looking away and what I found underneath the surface was not warmth exactly but so