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Raven isn’t just an ordinary supernatural being to everyone who knew about her, but for those who held her captive, she was nothing. 

Her enemies are safe as long as they seal her memories and feed her with false recollections. Raven would have gotten contented living with her pack if only fate didn’t intervene. 

With a mate hoping to be with her again, people who need her most, and an ancient and new war brewing on the horizon, Raven must choose. 

Is it love over death or death over fate?

The Blood Wars: B 1

"That is a wolf thing, girlie," Eve said. "Look how the both of them recognized each other. Oh, my goodness, I wanna have a mate too!"

The scene suddenly changed to Raven and Rebel in the secluded part of Vladimir's territory. Neither Raven nor Rebel knew how they reached that area when they only decided to walk while talking.

Rebel looks from left to right to see if someone is following them, not that it matters to him.

"Sorry about the thing you saw at the bath," Rebel said apologetically.

"It's fine. I know why you did it," she responded, drooping her head, still shy around him.

"I knew you were mine when I first laid my eyes on your bloody figure," he said. Raven halted and raised her head to meet his gaze.

"Y-you knew?" she asked innocently.

Chapter 55: Young Heart