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Yes 2024-09-25 19:14 active 1537 0 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 "Francesca! Francesca, what are you … I mean … Francesca, how … how did you know?" Mark stuttered. "You are the lowest of the low, Mark Kirwan." She spoke in a cold, clear voice. It took her husband by surprise and he lowered his gaze, unable to meet her contemptuous stare. "How dare you treat me like dirt? How dare you come from that bimbo's bed to mine?" "Francesca, stop that," Mark snapped. "You. Don’t you tell me what to do. You liar. You sly prick. I never want to see you again." ———————— ‘I’ll ring tonight.’ Mark leaned over, pecked her perfunctorily on the cheek, got out and took his luggage from the back of the car. He didn’t look back or wave as he strode towards Departures. He’d overdone the aftershave a bit, Francesca thought as she eased herself over to the driver’s side and adjusted the seat to accommodate her shorter length. Mark spent more time on planes than he did at home. She shook her head. The joys of being an international banker. Mark glanced at his watch as he hurried towards the automatic doors to Departures. His eyes raked the monitors looking for his flight number. Delayed. Mark heaved a sigh of relief … there was a God. For the first time that morning he felt his tension ease. He was here now. He hadn’t missed the flight. He hurried over to the information desk to collect his ticket, anxious to get to Check-in. ‘Would Mr Mark Kirwan pick up a courtesy telephone, please. Mr Mark Kirwan please pick up a courtesy telephone.’ The Tannoy message echoed through Departures. Mark grinned. He knew exactly who was at the other end of the phone. Francesca leaned across the dashboard to switch the CD player on and cursed as she saw Mark’s mobile phone plugged into the recharger. He’d go ballistic without his phone. He’d been in such a tizzy this morning. It was most unusual for him, he was usually so organized about things. She sped back in a semicircle. Maybe, if the security man was sympathetic, she could park on the double yellows outside Departures and catch Mark before he went airside. She saw an airport policeman and breathlessly explained the problem to him, waving Mark’s phone to emphasize the urgency of the situation. ‘That’s OK, go on. Try not to be too long,’ the policeman said kindly as a Tannoy announcement declared that Departures was a set-down area only. Francesca gave a wry smile and ran. What was the Check-in-desk number for Brussels? She was about to stand back to look up at the big monitors when by chance she glanced over at the escalators and saw her husband’s tawny head disappear from view. Relief flooded her. Great! She called his name but he didn’t hear her. What on earth was he going downstairs to Arrivals for? she thought, perplexed, as she made her way over to the escalators. She could see Mark at the very end and was about to step on the escalator herself and call his name when her eyes widened in shock and her voice caught in her throat. A young woman had stepped forward to greet him and, to Francesca’s absolute horror, Mark wrapped his arms around her and pecked her ardently. FRANCESCA FELT THE blood drain from her face. Her heart lurched sickeningly. It was as though someone had just punched her hard in the solar plexus. She couldn’t breathe. You’re dreaming, she told herself, incredulously. She looked down again. No! It was no dream. Mark and the young woman were moving away, talking and laughing animatedly. Fear gripped Francesca. What was going on? She vaguely remembered the glamorous brunette. She worked in the Acquisitions and Mergers department of Mark’s bank. She’d seen her at a few functions but hadn’t taken much notice of her. She couldn’t remember her name. Hesitantly, she moved towards the stairs that paralleled the escalators. She took a few steps down and saw Mark and the woman striding purposefully along. They weren’t checking in for a flight to Brussels. They seemed to be heading for Area 9, the Check-in area for domestic flights. She shadowed them, loitering in O’Brien’s Sandwich Bar until they had checked in and sauntered towards their boarding area, obviously now in no rush. Francesca walked past the small queue at the desk and looked at the flight destination. Cork. Mark and the woman were on their way to Cork and she knew exactly where they were going. How could he? How could he have an affair and bring his tart to the hotel that he’d taken Francesca to, just a few weeks ago, to celebrate her fortieth birthday? But he couldn’t be having an affair. It wasn’t possible, she thought frantically, not knowing what to do. Should she follow them and confront them? She felt sick. She started to shake as shock set in. Taking a deep breath Francesca turned and retraced her steps. She needed to get to the car, needed to be alone to try and make sense of this nightmare that her life had suddenly become. Why was this happening to her? To them? How could one’s life be flowing along smoothly one minute and the next be an absolute catastrophe? How long had Mark been seeing this woman? Did he come from her bed to Francesca’s? The thought made her feel nauseous. How had he been able to keep it from her? What did this mean for their marriage? How could she tell the boys that their father was a philanderer? What was she going to do? Francesca's phone rang, Mark’s voice came tetchily down the line. ‘Francesca, it’s me. I wish you’d bring your phone with you and keep it switched on. I’ve left mine in the car, make sure to take it with you before you leave it in for a service. I won’t be able to take calls and I’ll be late getting back to the apartment so I’ll call you later. Bye.’ Francesca stared at the phone in disbelief. How dare he leave a message like that for her? How dare he rebuke her for not having her phone, he who had left his own phone in the car, and then how double dare he lie to her? Late back to the apartment. The apartment was in Brussels and he was phoning her on his way to Cork! ‘That’s it, Mark Kirwan. You’ve played me for a fool once too often. By God, that’s the end of it.’ She raced upstairs in a fury and pulled two large suitcases from the top shelf of the walk-in closet. Suits, jumpers, tracksuits, underwear, including the giveaway Calvin Kleins, went higgledy-piggledy into the cases. Shoes, trainers, anything that she could find, were dumped in until the cases were bulging at the seams. She struggled to close the zips, but her anger gave her strength and finally the cases were fastened. She inhaled deeply like a runner who has just finished a gruelling race. Her jaw jutted with a determined set. Her eyes were uncharacteristically hard. Her anger was mounting by the minute. It was time her husband found out that their marriage was well and truly over. And he was going to find out personally, from her, before this day was out. THE TRAFFIC HAD eased as she made her second journey to the airport in less than an hour. A quick phone call to the Oaklands Hotel had elicited the information that yes, Mr Mark Kirwan was booked in but had not yet checked in. The receptionist very obligingly gave her the room number when Francesca said that she’d call later. Another call to Aer Lingus strengthened her resolve when she learned that there was availability on the lunchtime flight to Cork and on the early-evening return flight. She could pay for her tickets by credit card and collect them at the airport. Francesca conducted the transaction in double-quick time. She was anxious to get under way. Now that she had decided on her course of action she was determined to carry it through. Francesca smiled at the receptionist. ‘Hello. I’m just dropping my boss’s luggage up to him in room 311. He’s expecting me. He’s checked in. Mark Kirwan?’ She looked expectantly at the smartly groomed redhead. ‘Yes, indeed. Mr and Mrs Kirwan checked in earlier. John can help you there.’ She nodded towards the young porter who was hefting the cases onto a luggage trolley. ‘John, suite 311, please,’ she instructed. The nerve of Mark! How dare he call his trollop Mrs Kirwan, how dare he dismiss Francesca’s right to the title so easily? she raged as she followed the porter into the lift. It glided silently to the third floor. ‘Just open the door, please, and put the cases inside,’ she said briskly, handing the young man a fiver. ‘Certainly, madam.’ The porter was delighted with his tip and inserted the key into the lock without further ado. With youthful vigour he deposited the cases in the hall, then departed swiftly, whistling to himself. Francesca eased the door shut and surveyed the scene. She could hear a woman’s laughter behind the door on the left-hand side. She took a deep breath, swallowed and opened the door. Mark and the woman looked over from where they were sitting, surprised. Surprise gave way to shock as Mark recognized Francesca. He paled and jumped to his feet as she walked over to the table. The woman’s eyes opened wide and her hand went to her mouth. ‘Francesca! Francesca, what are you … I mean … Francesca, how … how did you know?’ Mark stuttered as he pulled his robe tighter around him and tied the belt. Francesca stared at him. He looked so handsome and relaxed in the white towelling robe, his hair, still damp from his shower, curling against the collar. Up until now she hadn’t really believed what was happening. Had hoped against hope that it was all a big mistake. But there was no mistaking their intimacy. She was the outsider here. The shock was very physical. She felt quite dazed. It was an effort to pull herself together. But she had to. For her own pride. Pride was all that would get her through this. ‘You are the lowest of the low, Mark Kirwan.’ She spoke in a cold, clear voice. Surprisingly strong. It took her husband by surprise and he lowered his gaze, unable to meet her contemptuous stare. ‘I hope our sons haven’t inherited any of your sly, lying, cheating ways. How dare you treat me like dirt? How dare you come from that bimbo's bed to mine?’ She turned to Nikki and said icily, her eyes full of scorn, ‘Did he tell you that our marriage was over? That we weren’t making love any more? He lied. Or maybe he didn’t. Maybe you just don’t mind sharing a man. Well, I do. I have some self-respect. So you can have him … with pleasure. He’s obviously found his level in life and it’s pretty low.’ ‘Now just a minute.’ Nikki stood up, eyes glittering. She turned angrily to Mark. ‘I won’t have her say things like that about me.’ ‘Francesca, stop that,’ Mark snapped. She turned on him furiously. ‘You. 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No 2024-09-25 19:17 active 1537 0 Camden County, NC Join the Dismal Swamp State Park for Dismal Day ~ a family fun festival celebrating history and nature! LEARN_MORE https://www.visitcamdencountync.com/dismal-day/ Camden County, NC https://www.facebook.com/CamdenCounty/ 4,013 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 visitcamdencountync.com IMAGE Dismal Day Save the Date: Saturday, Oct. 12th, 2024 Stay tuned for more info coming soon! Dismal Day is a fun filled family festival celebrating history and nature. This fall event highlights the Dismal Swamp State Park and historic Dismal Swamp Canal, while promoting Camden County's history. Dismal... https://www.visitcamdencountync.com/dismal-day/ 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/457734040_3970766339835956_4720653777955491661_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fbgJziguzNMQ7kNvgE6OT9m&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AiPFYB_p1ThcOksute2THLN&oh=00_AYB6CnYm53pfwmPBSE7gjsN1f3s59PB_upmVKYXO9_shhw&oe=66FA5D73 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Camden County, NC 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-09-25 19:14 active 1537 0 Click More Chapters👉👉 A new mate? What? How? "Finally, we get to have a Luna after that letdown." My heart sank. That letdown was me. But Tomas was picking someone new? What about us? Our bond's not done, but it’ll wreck me if he chooses someone else while I still got his mark. I couldn’t even look at my food anymore, and I walked out. I had to see if it was really true, or if those girls were just trying to mess with me since they knew I was listening. I stepped outside, the cold evening air biting my skin. I followed the crowd hurrying in one direction. There was Tomas, up on the big stage, facing a woman with bright red hair. I’d know that hair anywhere. His fangs were showing, and he looked ready to make it official. Just like the girls said, he was about to take a mate. And it was Flora. I turned and left fast. I couldn’t watch. But escaping wasn’t easy. I dropped to my knees, howling in agony as I felt our connection tearing apart. The last little thread between us snapped. For five years, he hadn’t tried to remove our mark, and I clung to a sliver of hope he'd take me back despite his coldness. I was so wrong. I crawled, my fingers clawing the earth, struggling to reach my room before I blacked out. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. The pain was intense, and my body was giving out, but I fought the darkness, desperate to reach the cold safety of my room. It felt like forever, but I finally made it. I had just closed the door when I collapsed, smacking my face on the floor. A sharp pain shot from my stomach to my groin. I rolled over, trying to kneel to ease the pain, but it just got worse. I screamed into the floor, my hands tearing at the dirt. "Help me," I cried over the link. I didn’t know who I was reaching out to, but I needed help. Yet, no one would come. They never did. I collapsed, agony ripping through me just as I passed out. When I woke up, the strong scent of blood hit me. Moving sent a sharp pain through my belly, and my thighs were sticky. I rolled onto my stomach, my fingers brushing my forehead. I gasped, seeing the blood on my hand. This wasn’t new to me, so I knew right away what was happening. Another miscarriage. My third in three years. I sobbed out loud. "I cried my heart out, it was like a soul-deep scream. "Why me?" I'd asked this a million times over the past five years. Why was all this crap happening to me? I lost my family and all my joy in one single night. Tomas didn't want me anymore. My family ditched me and my best friend turned into my worst nightmare. I cried till there were no tears left. I got up, threw on every piece of clothing I could find, and got out of there. The pack was too caught up partying for their new Luna to even see me. My folks were too busy celebrating. I barely made it to the river, peeled off all the bloody clothes and sheets. I stepped into the water, washed all the dirt away. Tried not to think about the baby I'd just lost. It hurt, sure, but nothing like the first time I lost a kid. That was brutal. This time, I didn't even know I was pregnant. After cleaning up, I just sat on the riverbank, didn't bother covering up. The cold was biting, but I ignored it. It was nothing compared to what I'd been through. My mind kept going over today's disasters. I felt like crying again but I stopped myself. I was sick of living like this. Pathetic, at the mercy of all the other wolves, treated like dirt. I couldn't do this anymore. I was totally over it. "You should go," someone said from behind. I spun around. Didn't bother covering up because he'd seen it all before. "Here, wear this," he tossed some clothes at me. I dressed slowly. "Get out. If you wanna stay alive." I'd thought about it loads. "Where would I go?" That was always the sticking point. A black wolf was bad news everywhere. Who's to say it wouldn't be even worse than here? "Anywhere but here," I looked at Gideon hard, but he looked away. He walked off, then came back with a bag. "Here's some basic stuff. Take it and go. Save yourself." "Why?" He gave me a weird look. "Why are you helping me?" I asked, real curious. Gideon had always hated me, made it crystal clear. But since finding out I was a black wolf, he'd been the only one kinda nice to me. He didn't chat or comfort me, but he'd leave ointments for my cuts and bruises. Fresh clothes when I was left with nothing. "You'll find out one day. Now go." "Thanks," I said, meaning it, trying hard not to cry. I grabbed the bag and started walking away. I could hear him following closely behind me. After a short while, I saw the border. I turned away, jumping over the border. I felt the bonds breaking and my connection with the pack was severed. There was a pounding in my head and I wobbled on my feet. This was nothing compared to what I had felt earlier. A chuckle escaped me and then it turned into full-blown laughter, which soon became crying. It wasn’t because I was in pain or hurt or anything bad. It was a cry of joy, of relief, of unexplainable happiness. I was finally free. My joy didn’t last long because I heard a howl, one so powerful it shook the ground. I knew instantly whose howl it was. I had to get away but knew I couldn’t outrun him. There was only one option: to shift into my wolf form. I had forgotten what it felt like. Since that day five years ago, I had been forbidden from shifting into my wolf. No one wanted a constant reminder that there was bad luck among them. Since the alpha didn’t want to kill me, the next best thing was to forbid me from shifting. Another howl echoed in the dark, much closer this time. I urged my wolf forward and the shift began. My bones cracked and I screamed in pain. It was the most horrible thing I had ever experienced, but the result made me forget the pain. I was in my wolf form. I quickly grabbed my bag in my jaw and tried to run. I stumbled over my legs, not used to running on four legs. I picked myself up, took slow steps forward, and then I was running through the night. The sound of paws pounding the ground and bushes rustling behind me reminded me that I was being chased. There was nothing to do but keep running. If he caught me, I would be forced to relive h*ell. I pushed myself harder, the wind rushing in my ears as I continued to speed up. I didn’t know if I had crossed into another territory or if I was still in neutral ground, but one thing was clear: I was in danger. If any of the packs spotted me, a black wolf, Tomas would be the least of my worries. Confused about what to do next, I stopped. I scanned the surroundings and saw hilly rocks in the distance. I had never been to this part of the kingdom. I jumped over branches and my paws hit the hard ground. I pushed through until I saw caves. The darkness at the entrance scared me, but thinking about Tomas, I rushed inside. I stubbed my paw on a rock I hadn't seen in my haste and winced. Luckily, there was no blood because that would've been a dead giveaway. I navigated the hallways as the cave grew darker. "Where are you bi*-tch?" I heard Tomas's angry shout and froze. He was here? He'd seen me enter? Then he'd definitely find me. I edged closer to the wall, pressing myself against it. I thought about turning back into my human form but quickly scrapped that idea. I stayed glued to the wall, my heart pounding in my chest. "You’re gonna regret running off, you sl*ut. I'll make you regret it. I'll let all the warriors have a turn with you. You’ll freaking regret it. Just come out now," he yelled, frustrated. ‘Don’t let him find me. Don’t let him find me,’ I repeated in my head like a mantra. "Come out, Ione. Baby," his voice softened, like it was back when we first met, before I shifted, before everything changed. It was also the first time he'd called me by my name. My heart softened, and the eighteen-year-old me who loved him wholeheartedly showed up. His words swayed her, and she wanted to step out. "Just come out, baby. Let's go home together," he cooed again. My heart fluttered at his gentle tone. 'He still loves us. He’s just upset that you’re a black wolf and you guys can’t be together,' a voice in my head rationalized. 'Let’s go out,' the voice encouraged. No. He didn’t mean any of it. He was just being his usual manipulative jerk self. He didn’t care about us, and he definitely didn’t love us. "I’ve asked nicely and you don’t wanna come out. I know you're here and I'll find you. And when I do, you’ll freaking hate yourself. You better come out now, or I’ll give you a light punishment, wh*re," he sneered. That was really him, showing his true colors. Thank goodness I didn't fall for his fake kindness and revealed my true self to him. "I'll find you," he snarled, and then I heard his footsteps fading away. I let myself change and ended up sitting naked against the cave wall. He'd be back for sure. But I'd be long gone by then. Still, it was weird he couldn’t sniff me out. I didn't dwell on it though. I grabbed a long dress from the bag Gideon had packed and sneaked out of the cave. No one was around. Not sure where to head, I went around the cave and took the dry path behind it. I ran fast, my heart slamming against my ribs until I felt safe enough to slow to a walk. I walked and walked, hours passing until the sun set, but all I saw were bushes and the occasional cave. My eyes were drooping and my body felt super weak. I needed to crash and sleep. But the fear of Tomas finding me kept me going. I kept moving until my legs wouldn’t carry me anymore. I saw a cave in the distance and decided to crash there. The steps were steep and I climbed them with a struggle. I breathed out in relief when I got to the entrance. I staggered, shutting my eyes tight to steady myself. I dragged myself into the cave and flopped to the ground. I set the bag next to me and leaned against the wall. I was just closing my eyes when a noise jolted me awake. Panic shot through me and I snapped my eyes open, alert. I jumped up just as strong hands clamped around my ankles and yanked me. 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No 2024-09-25 19:20 active 1537 0 It has been amazing how much support I have received since starting this venture :) My last reel hit 85k views which was just mindblowing to me! 🥹 and I am almost at a 1000 followers in less than 3 months! So here is giving back something and hoping to grow further 😊 Rules for the giveaway are as follows: 1. Follow me @pqpaintedpens and @praveennareadsandquills 2. Like, comment and share this post, telling me what your dream custom painted pen design would be for entries (Please remember to tag me in your stories so I can note the entry) 3. Tag a friend in the comments, each tag/comment counts as an additional entry. 4. Open internationally! (If the winner is not from Malaysia- you need to be willing to cover half the shipping cost to your country) One winner will win a custom handpainted Jinhao Fountain Pen/Rollerball in your choice of design ❤️ Giveaway ends on the 30th of September. Winner will be announced on 1st of October 2024 Good luck and thank you so much once again! #handpaintedpens #fountainpensmalaysia #fountainpens #fountainpencommunity #fountainpennetwork #handpainted #giveaway VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE http://instagram.com/pqpaintedpens pqpaintedpens https://www.instagram.com/_u/pqpaintedpens 0 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Visit Instagram profile 0 instagram.com IMAGE http://instagram.com/pqpaintedpens 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/449367169_1633807807413347_753374618197239143_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=01e7c5&_nc_ohc=gNWwz4fev84Q7kNvgG14sXx&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYDdELYW_RTvAvtunlo55tuqcLwBtMEK3YVdIbP3M0sDQQ&oe=66FA5F31 IG_ADS_IDENTITY 1 0 0 pqpaintedpens 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-09-25 19:22 active 1538 0 🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉 As the daughter of Alpha, I was tortured since I was 6 years old, and more tragically, I was forced to marry the demon Alpha who killed his 9 ex-girlfriends... “Where is she?!” I hear the Beta Kyle scream. I groan and get to my feet, grabbing the cleaning basket and taking it with me. The moment he sees me, he strides towards me and his hand slices against my cheek. I don’t make a sound. Years of experience has taught me to keep my mouth shut at all times. “Neah, how useless your are! You still have not cleaned the office.” He snaps. I nod my head and my hand tightens on the cleaning basket. If I could just find the courage to swing it at his head, it would make my day. “We are trying to make a good impression on Alpha Dane. Do you not understand how important it is for us to join ourselves with his pack?!” I don’t answer, I keep my eyes low so that I didn’t have to look at his face. Alpha Dane, I had only ever heard rumours about him. From what I gathered, he was a ruthless man, and he was even claimed to have killed his 9 ex-girlfriends. “He is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!” Beta Kyle continues. He places his hands on my shoulders, digging his nails into my thinning skin, ”Useless Wolf.” He mutters as he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean back against it, observing the already clean office. There was nothing out of place, it looked perfectly fine for a meeting with this so-called powerful Alpha. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. I hated this house. I thought that when I turned 18, I could finally escape, but four years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle was always reminding me of how worthless I am. The clearing of a throat makes me jump. I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair. A foot propped up on his knee. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don’t quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door. Shrinking down to the ground. “Is this the way you greet all Alpha’s?” His deep voice rumbles through the room, an edge of amusement to his tone. “I’m sorry.” I whisper, getting to my feet. “I…I thought I was alone.” I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. “Come forward.” He orders. I do as I’m told. Allowing him to see me properly and I am met with narrowed crimson eyes. I close my own eyes, expecting the worst. “You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?” My head moved up and down, though I couldn’t tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they discovered the truth about me. “I would prefer it if you spoke to me.” He growls, “I’m not in the mood to play games.” “Yes.” I whisper. “I am…I am a Wolf.” I couldn’t help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? I wasn’t sure how much more my body could take. “How is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me.” “I…..” I hated the question. “I haven’t got all day!” He takes a swig from his drink. I knew why I couldn’t scent him. I knew why I hadn’t been aware of his presence, but telling people why was not something I ever liked to do. They never hear my side of the story. All they do is accept Alpha Trey's word as the truth. “You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?” His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them. There was no way I was making direct eye contact. “My Wolf abilities were bound.” “Why?” If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. “It was a punishment.” “For what?” His deep voice rumbles through me. “For killing my parents.” I whispered. At this moment, the door swings open abruptly and my brother screeches at me “Neah, what are you doing in my office?!" He then turns to the crimson eyed man. “I am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane." Crap, it was him... 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Yes 2024-09-25 19:17 active 1537 0 MICHIGAN RESIDENTS! IT'S GIVEAWAY TIME!!! With the holiday season around the corner, it is time for us to start our giveaways! ENDING NOVEMBER 15th 2024 @ 7pm! How to enter: (3 steps) Like Educated Energy (Located in Whitehall, MI) Share this post Tag a friend in the comments! Every tagged comment is an entry to the Giveaway! (Winner must be in Michigan, USA for local drop off and 18+ years old) What you win: $500 CASH!!! Yes, we are talking 5 crisp, clean, new, $100 bills!!! We know times have been tough, and we understand that your dollar does not go as far as it used to. Educated Energy is here to help! We are trying to get the word out about what our company offers and how it can help you and your home. Help us Help you! You can also find out how solar can put more money back into your pocketbook today. Go to EducatedEnergy.com, fill out a form, and take 30 minutes of your time for a FREE solar consultation. Are you just a little curious about what solar can do for your home or business? Get the answers now! NO_BUTTON Educated Energy https://www.facebook.com/EducatedEnergy/ 1,738 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 No button 0 TEXT 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461256595_1242276256798007_5374606987044594278_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JcPoNmtE708Q7kNvgFTYC2s&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A_5x2L6qaaLD5EJ7wakVYo6&oh=00_AYAEfOxWVb31RFWEPeGYjO5WRtlUoCnGKcMpm9YXrnP4lw&oe=66FA7187 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Educated Energy 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-09-25 19:18 active 1538 0 An Inside Look At Bob Proctor's Life ❤️ 👉 In "My Father Knew The Secret", Brian Proctor unveils his most precious memories growing up with the Legendary Mentor & Coach, Bob Proctor and the lessons he learned along the way. ✅ Packed with valuable insight, tools and methodologies taught and lived by Bob – this book is a true testament to the fact that everyone can and should create the life of their dreams. Whether you're looking for inspiration on your "what's next" or insight on how to handle a current roadblock in your life, this book will truly help you find the answer. 🔍 🌟 Here's what one of our readers had to say about this book: "I use this book almost like a Bible. I allow Bob to tell me what he wants me to read and 99% percent of the time, he's always right. No matter what I'm facing or what question I have, the answer is always within these pages." 🌟 🎉 Purchase YOUR copy today and receive these Exclusive BONUSES worth $196 🙌 🌟 Download The First 5 Chapters Instantly! 🌟 VIP Q&A REPLAY with Brian Proctor 🌟 My Father Knew the Secret Digital Workbook 🌟 Bob Proctor's BraveThinking Masterclass Recording Click the link below to access this Secret Deal 🤫 ✨ https://www.brianproctor.com/myfatherknewthesecret-offer ✨ LEARN_MORE https://www.brianproctor.com/myfatherknewthesecret Brian Proctor https://www.facebook.com/MyFatherKnewTheSecret/ 2,203 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn More 0 brianproctor.com DCO https://www.brianproctor.com/myfatherknewthesecret-offer 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/460957488_3731769523745292_4003182831636573415_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7rz1bI7zjDYQ7kNvgEoxBet&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AvKz7pIX-4v-snoHrdFhgJK&oh=00_AYC8dyDpnP4Gy3gO088rDejX54YbMu0H1ue85D67U9acuw&oe=66FA87E5 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Brian Proctor 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-09-25 19:22 active 1538 0 🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉 As the daughter of Alpha, I was tortured since I was 6 years old, and more tragically, I was forced to marry the demon Alpha who killed his 9 ex-girlfriends... “Where is she?!” I hear the Beta Kyle scream. I groan and get to my feet, grabbing the cleaning basket and taking it with me. The moment he sees me, he strides towards me and his hand slices against my cheek. I don’t make a sound. Years of experience has taught me to keep my mouth shut at all times. “Neah, how useless your are! You still have not cleaned the office.” He snaps. I nod my head and my hand tightens on the cleaning basket. If I could just find the courage to swing it at his head, it would make my day. “We are trying to make a good impression on Alpha Dane. Do you not understand how important it is for us to join ourselves with his pack?!” I don’t answer, I keep my eyes low so that I didn’t have to look at his face. Alpha Dane, I had only ever heard rumours about him. From what I gathered, he was a ruthless man, and he was even claimed to have killed his 9 ex-girlfriends. “He is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!” Beta Kyle continues. He places his hands on my shoulders, digging his nails into my thinning skin, ”Useless Wolf.” He mutters as he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean back against it, observing the already clean office. There was nothing out of place, it looked perfectly fine for a meeting with this so-called powerful Alpha. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. I hated this house. I thought that when I turned 18, I could finally escape, but four years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle was always reminding me of how worthless I am. The clearing of a throat makes me jump. I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair. A foot propped up on his knee. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don’t quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door. Shrinking down to the ground. “Is this the way you greet all Alpha’s?” His deep voice rumbles through the room, an edge of amusement to his tone. “I’m sorry.” I whisper, getting to my feet. “I…I thought I was alone.” I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. “Come forward.” He orders. I do as I’m told. Allowing him to see me properly and I am met with narrowed crimson eyes. I close my own eyes, expecting the worst. “You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?” My head moved up and down, though I couldn’t tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they discovered the truth about me. “I would prefer it if you spoke to me.” He growls, “I’m not in the mood to play games.” “Yes.” I whisper. “I am…I am a Wolf.” I couldn’t help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? I wasn’t sure how much more my body could take. “How is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me.” “I…..” I hated the question. “I haven’t got all day!” He takes a swig from his drink. I knew why I couldn’t scent him. I knew why I hadn’t been aware of his presence, but telling people why was not something I ever liked to do. They never hear my side of the story. All they do is accept Alpha Trey's word as the truth. “You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?” His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them. There was no way I was making direct eye contact. “My Wolf abilities were bound.” “Why?” If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. “It was a punishment.” “For what?” His deep voice rumbles through me. “For killing my parents.” I whispered. At this moment, the door swings open abruptly and my brother screeches at me “Neah, what are you doing in my office?!" He then turns to the crimson eyed man. “I am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane." Crap, it was him... 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