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My alarm didn’t need to go off. I was awake already. So when the buzzing of my phone sounded from my side table, I turned it off without my normal disgruntled haze.
The hint of a sunrise has been illuminating my shaded window for the better part of the last hour. I was mentally awake. Had been, really. A looming sense of stifled excitement that today was my eighteenth birthday.
But as big of a deal as that typically was, I couldn’t help but feel that it was all a little anticlimactic. Not just because this was usually all about becoming eligible to mate. I was long past wanting that or even thinking it was right for me. Besides--it didn’t actually happen until the sun set on your eighteen birthday anyway. But it was typically a day in which an heirloom was passed from mother to daughter, moreso as an antiquated custo
LoI ran to my bedside table and reached for my phone.I began to draft a text to Perrin, but another knock sounded at the door. I couldn’t imagine who it could possibly be and swung iit open.“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” A confetti cannon exploded in my face and a sea of balloons clouded my vision.Ethan laughed as I stumbled backward, picking confetti out of his own hair.“Thank you,” I laughed, trying to pop my ears from the sound of the mechanism and brushing confetti out of my eyes. “That’s one way to do a wakeup call.”“You only turn eighteen once!” He beamed at me.“So they tell me,&r
PerrinPERRIN: Did they make it ok?ETHAN: Yes. They were there before I got there this morning.PERRIN: Excellent. I’m glad she was pleased.ETHAN: You did a great job. Inviting them was an excellent ideaETHAN: Are you sure you just did that as a ‘friend?’PERRIN: Yes. We’re just friends. I’m in no headspace to think about any of that right now.ETHAN: Why not?PERRIN: Are you too wrapped up in your own mate to remember I broke up with my girlfriend of over two years like a week ago? For good?I stared at my phone after I sent the text. It was harsh. But I was being honest. And Ethan wouldn’t want anything else.ETHAN: You’ve been avoiding me. I knew it.
Perrin“Alpha Nael?” My father said in genuine startlement. “I didn’t realize you’d be joining us this evening.” His voice was hard as steel. Mark took a reflexive step towards my father.Alpha Nael’s smile was a textbook vision of political sleaziness. “Salindra, as you may know, is a dear friend of mine. How dare you hide it from me that you brought her here!” His voice was thick with sarcastic censure. The mood in the room changed immediately from respectful excitement and anticipation to uneasy tension in the flash of a moment.His eyes swept the room as he led Salindra to her chair, making a show of taking her arm from his elbow. “Perrin, Ethan, Justin, good evening.” His voice was sinistar and dangerous. “Ah, and the healer who took such good care of my s
PerrinOnce I was seated, I noticed that Dina had brought up the first course. I sent a mind link to my father.What is Alpha Nael doing here?We don’t know. Are you ok?I’m fine. Just overdoing it.You have five days to get it together. I watched as he looked at Alpha Nael while he spoke to me. Rest is part of that.But what is he doing here? I repeated, eager to change the topic.Salindra’s out of her mind,
Lo I stood in the men’s room, stunned into silence. I hadn’t meant to accuse him. I hadn’t really meant to bring Jaz up at all. I looked into the mirror, at the expensive dress. I couldn’t help but think that he had barely looked at me all night. In fact, he had looked like he was happy to look anywhere but at me. I wiped my nose, blinking hard, willing my makeup not to run. What the hell had this all been about? I took a step towards the mirror, running my hands over my face, willing my heart to stop hammering. I was half convinced every heartbeat could be seen through the fabric stretched across my chest.
LoThe room seemed to grow very still for several long moments, as if nobody dared to breathe.“Your… daughter?” Deidre finally stomached to ask.“Jesamine?” Mark breathed.“It’s not possible.” my father managed.The name had registered with all three of them, and it seemed clear that they had all known about the tragic car accident that had taken Nael’s wife and his daughter so many years ago. They had all thought she was dead. I had believed Jesamine was dead. Justin had told me so.I felt sick. This all had to be a bad joke. Except for the fact that Jaz
Lo “Bullshit!” Jason roared from down the table. “You were planted here as a spy, weren’t you?” As if the antagonization was all Jaz--no, Jesamine, I corrected myself--needed to showcase the Alpha that lay dormant in her blood, her own eyes flash dangerously, their dark amber glowing as much as the gold in her twin’s, who had still refused to look at his mate during this whole exchange. “No!” she yelled back at Alpha Jason, unwilling to lower her tone, now raised to a dull roar. “I came here because my mother wanted out of a terrible marriage. She wanted out from a man who tortured his children and his wife for the sake of power.” At this, she glanced at her brother. His face was stone. “We escaped, but my mother was more fucked up than anybody knew at the time. From what my father did to her!” Deidre gasped, her face turning fr
Ethan The door closed behind Jesamine, and for the first time in several minutes I felt the air leave my lungs. Justin still hadn’t looked at me. And as I looked to Perrin for some type of reassurance--some type of clue that this was all a bad dream, I noticed that his chair was empty. “What the fuck was that?” I said to my mate, but also to the entire room. Another silence had fallen with the exception of the water, still dripping to the floor from all of the overturned goblets. The Alpha’s voice toned calmly from the far end of the table. “Dina, you will find Cynthia downstairs in my wife’s office. Kindly go down and speak to her? I trust that I don’t need to tell you to keep this to yourself.” Jason gestured vaguely to the room.