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Alora’s POVI got to school after dropping off Leo to see Lucien standing by the admin block with Phoebe… Phoebe, my best friend. She was laughing at something he said, her smile wide, and without a care in the world. She was so taken with him that she was grinning from ear to ear while he leaned casually on the pillar, dressed in dark jeans and a leather jacket, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips.Lucien had crossed a line.Not only was he trying to tear apart whatever fragile bond I had left with Morgan, he was dragging Phoebe into this mess too. I strode towards them with purpose, anger boiling inside of me. As soon as I reached them, Phoebe turned to me with a huge smile on her face. “Lora, we’ve been waiting for you.”I frowned, “Waiting for me”? I repeated in a flat voice.“Yes, this lovely gentleman walked up to me to ask about you, and…”I cut her off. "What do you want, Lucien?" I snarled, making Phoebe gasp.I turned to her, “Phoebe. Go to class.”Her brows furrowed sl
Alora's POVI woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing non-stop on top of my bedside table. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and groped around until I got a hold of it. I stared at the screen until the phone stopped ringing.Morgan had already given me four missed calls.Where was he when I called him last night? I rolled my eyes, and looked around. Leo had woken up and gone back to his room. I padded barefoot to the bathroom to freshen up and go to school. Immediately I stepped foot in the bathroom, my phone began to ring again. I stared at it, my thumb hovering over the screen, but I hit decline. If he could ignore me when I needed him most, he could wait too.I was about to head to the bathroom again when my message tone beeped.I huffed in frustration and opened it. Morgan: Why aren't you answering your phone? I hissed.Another messageMorgan: Answer your phone!Morgan: I don’t know why you’re avoiding me, but I need you to f**king talk to me here. Morgan: What the hell is go
Alora’s POVI walked up the driveway, my mind deeply occupied by what Lucien had said. How did he find me? How did he know where I lived? Was it true that being with Morgan was a mistake?”My mind was so occupied that I didn't know when I unlocked the door and stepped in. As soon as I switched on the parlor light, I saw Selene coming down the stairs. Immediately she saw me, she came close and enveloped me in a warm hug. “Where the hell have you been?” she asked, her eyes roaming all over my body.“I was hungry so I decided to stop by “The Marlowe” to get food.”“Did you see my text about the full moon”? She asked“I saw it late”She stared at me for quite some time, her eyes scrutinizing my face.“Something happened” I nodded “I’m okay” I whispered, barely able to meet her frantic eyes. “What happened”?“I almost shifted, Selene...right there on the street.”She froze. “What?”I nodded slowly, peeling off my coat with trembling fingers. I could feel her. Nyx. She wanted out so
Alora’s POVI stepped out onto the sidewalk as a chill ran down her spine. I could feel eyes watching me in the dark. It was so intense that I had to look around, scanning the empty streets, but I didn't see anything suspicious.All of a sudden, a taxi came to a stop in front of me. I hailed it down.“The Marlowe” I said, giving him the name of Mike’s family restaurant.The driver nodded, and I stepped into the backseat, the leather cold and sticky against my skin. Then the driver moved.Immediately, I got in, my stomach growled loudly, reminding me I hadn’t eaten since morning.A few minutes later, the driver pulled into The Marlowe restaurant, and the aroma of freshly cooked food greeted me.I opened the door and walked in. The diner was not busy, just a handful of customers waiting around for their orders.I walked over to where Mike was behind the counter, his back turned. “Hey Mike” I whispered.He turned over, and when he saw me, his face split up in a warm smile.“Look what th
Alora's POVAn overwhelming need to pee woke me up from my fitful sleep. As I opened my eyes, I blinked and closed my eyes as the early morning sun filtered in through the curtains. Stretching, I froze when I felt small legs draped lazily over my waist. Blinking fully awake now, I turned to see the familiar mop of curly hair nestled under the duvet, and purring like a cat.I couldn't help it as a smile escaped from my lips.When did this boy sneak into my bed?I could’ve sworn I went to bed alone, and woke up with a cat softly snoring behind me. I shifted closer and ruffled his already tousled hair. He stirred in his sleep and curled into himself again, sighing in contentment.Leo has been like a light in my life in the past few months. He loved sleeping in my bed and on many nights, I woke up to him snoring beside me. He was like a little brother I never had, and I adored him, even though sometimes he carried himself with strange maturity that often made him feel like a tiny, over
Morgan's POVIt had been a week since the attack on the packhouse, and we were still struggling a bit with the impact it had had on us. For someone who carried Alpha blood, her recovery was oddly slow. Still, she’d used the time to do what she did best, draw attention, soak in sympathy, and make herself the centerpiece of attention. Each time I tried to talk to her about us, about my mate, it always ended the same way. Her turning the tables, and me feeling like the villain.But not this time.I was done walking on eggshells. I needed answers.I found her in her room. She opened the door before I could knock twice, her smile already loaded with intent.“Hey Alpha” she said in a sultry voice. "You look better," I said. My eyes, accessing her from head to toe. She was glowing, and her scent was stronger than normal. She wore a purple nightwear that left little or nothing to the imagination. I could feel myself responding to the subtle seduction brewing beneath the surface. I gulped