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FIFTY-NINE | TIDAL
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The Beta's Daughter SIXTY | ON THE ROAD
I shoved the paper back into my pocket, and scrambled out of the truck. Samyak’s brown eyes had darkened against the grey of the rain, and his long hair was stuck to his face. Curled tendrils, dampened so much that his brown hair was almost black from the downpour, were slicked down against his forehead and cheeks.It was the expression caught in his eyes that worried me the most, though. His eyelids were wide, revealing the whites of his eyes, and his dark lashes were dripping with droplets of rain – but there was something else. His eyebrows were knotted together in the centre, and the skin around his eyes and nose was taut, and, as I let my gaze flick down, I noticed something else. His nostrils were flared, just a little. Samyak was scared.“What is it?” I asked, glancing around before I shut the door behind me.“Just… come look.”I pushed the door closed slowly, and took Samyak’s hand as we crept around to the back of my truck. I kept my eyes on its warped, teal paint as we walked
The Beta's Daughter SIXTY-ONE | WOLF
Hi Arienne,I’ve confirmed the results of my test. The painkillers you were given had wolf DNA in – most likely taken from the heart, though I’ve yet to be sure of that.Doctor ChenoaShit. I shoved my phone back into my pocket, and plastered a smile onto my face. Samyak came round and opened my truck door for me, and I hopped down.We were welcomed back with wide smiles and open arms, but I embraced my new family and friends in a daze. I felt terribly rude, but my focus kept drifting elsewhere, even as Samyak’s parents told me I looked well, and that they were excited for us to begin our lives, together, with the Lapis Moon pack.“Mum,” said Samyak, lowly under his breath, “we found something on the way back.”“Well, you can tell us all about it after lunch. More of a late lunch, actually, but we thought it would be nice if we all ate together in the pack house.”“That would be lovely,” I said, and my forced smile flickered and changed, becoming genuine as I met Luna Carla’s bright gr
The Beta's Daughter SIXTY-TWO | WINTER SKY
The walk to the pack hospital felt ominous. The sky was dark; usually, I’d think that it made the lights inside of the buildings look cosier, but not today. It felt like a warning, like a threat; a winter sky watching over us in summer, drawing away the light and leaving only bleak nothingness in its place.Samyak had been reticent to let me go on my own, but I’d made up my mind. He’d agreed, although hesitantly, once I’d explained that I did not want it to feel like an attack. Ace was his friend, after all, and I didn’t want to accuse him of anything.It was merely unfortunate that all signs pointed to him. There was a comment he’d made, and it felt like forever ago, now; he’d alluded to the idea that not all rogues had bad intentions, or something like that. I’d brushed over it at the time, but since I’d become suspicious of the drugs he’d given me, it had flared up in my memory, like a swollen joint that was always present in the corner of your mind.I steeled myself when I reached
The Beta's Daughter SIXTY-THREE | SODDEN
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The Beta's Daughter SIXTY-FOUR | LYCANTHROPY
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The Beta's Daughter SIXTY-FIVE | MOONSHINE
I shifted so that I could look properly at Samyak’s face. His dark skin shone in the moonlight, and his deep eyes glittered beneath their long lashes. The light cast shadows down his cheeks, gossamer strands falling, incandescent, across his cheekbones.His curved lips were parted, and the very front of his teeth were visible; he was eager, ready. His eyebrows were up, just a little, right in the centre. I swallowed thickly.When I thought of Samyak, I thought of a warm hearth, a crackling fire, the first rays of sun in the morning after days of rain. I thought of the leaping joy in my chest when he was near, of his golden light permeating into my very bones. I thought of his strong hands on my waist, of his soft, sweet kisses, and of his kind eyes. I thought of the handsome sweep of his jaw, of the curled hairs that nestled behind his ears, and of him shifting his weight when he felt unsure of something.More than all of that, I thought of how those things made me feel. Under the moon
The Beta's Daughter SIXTY-SIX | LOST
Hi, Samyak said. I went to respond vocally, but I then realised that he had not, in fact, spoken. He had mindlinked me.Hey, I replied, my mouth stretching into a dopey, excited grin.The feeling reminded me of being a child, of sending secret messages to my friends. The sort of joy that can come only from the sneaking feeling that you’re getting away with something; not a malicious kind of hiding, more an innocent, giggling state of being.Samyak’s emotions were intensified through the bond, too. I could feel his glee as well as my own. The drizzle was becoming heavier, falling in fat droplets onto our skin, but we did not care nor move. We lay under the moonlight and explored one another, feeling out the parameters of our newly completed mate bond.We stood, after a while, our backs sodden from the wet grass. Under the crystal light of the moon we danced, filled with such happiness that we had to move, to hold one another and twirl through the wildflowers. I leapt into Samyak’s arms,
The Beta's Daughter SIXTY-SEVEN | POETRY
I sat in the window seat, stunned, for a while after Samyak had stormed out. His behaviour was unlike any I’d experienced from him, and I was not angry nor upset; no, I was concerned.I felt that he was keeping something from me, and I thought that it must be related to the scar on his thigh. I found myself daydreaming, imagining any and all of the scenarios that could have possibly led to this.It must have been some sort of fight, I thought, for him to bear such a scar. Or perhaps an accident; it could have been a glass bottle falling from a shelf. But then why would he have such a fear of me getting hurt, or of letting people down? Why did he feel so responsible for the safety of others?I sighed. Picturing scenarios in my head may feel productive, like I was getting somewhere, but in reality it was hopeless. The only place I’d find the answers I sought was Samyak, but for now at least, he needed space.He’d left in such a hurry that he’d abandoned his books and notepad at my side,
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