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ark transport vehicle, my body h

e as my bridesmaid, and she sat be

he main gate when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I drew it out to see a message from an unknown number. It was a picture: a self-portrait of Seren

age whose driver has just whipped the horses toward the edge of a cliff. That amulet belonged to my dead moth

my mother's so

ing. "How could you give her my mother's moonstone?" I screamed into the

ance. "Serena saved my life three years ago. She is deserving

e destined to fester in darkness

Alpha is impotent and dying. Play your part, remain

in my ear, a final, definitive severing. I dro

rough the dense forest, Maya leane

ed the turn at the river. We are hea

placed my cold h

aid quietly. "We are on the roa

h confusion. "What? Why would we tra

reath and told

the tribute bride arrangement, and the Wo

and her eyes flashed yel

y. "Three years ago, you nearly died to cure his silver poisoning! You

t. There was nothing left to be said. But as I inhaled, a strange, wild scent dr