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"The Whitmore Standard"

Author: June Calva
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-26 10:46:23

POV: Desi Whitmore

The acceptance letter from Moonrise Academy sat on Desi's mahogany desk like a golden ticket to everything she'd ever wanted. Elite education. Political connections. The chance to learn from the supernatural world's most influential leaders.

So why did it feel like running away?

"Second thoughts?" Her mother Patricia appeared in the doorway of Desi's bedroom, impeccably dressed even at seven in the morning. As one of the Southern Alliance's most respected diplomats, Patricia Whitmore never had a hair out of place or a strategy unconsidered.

"Just thinking about timing." Desi gestured toward the window, where the sprawling Whitmore estate stretched toward the Georgia pine forests. "The Omega Protection Initiative is finally gaining traction in the pack council. If I leave now—"

"Someone else will carry it forward." Patricia entered the room and settled into the antique chair beside Desi's desk. "That's how movements work, baby girl. They're bigger than any one perso
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