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It was best to have this conversation in my office so I ordered the training session to be over and informed Gray to join us. It was gradually getting darker as the sun started to set. The office had a frigid mood since the weather was getting colder and the windows were open.
“This doesn’t make any sense,” Gray blurted.
“That’s what I thought,” I muttered.
“I can’t refuse him, I hope you know that. The Winter Camp is open for every pack around the world. Refusing him would mean…” Cole started with the whole explanation but frankly, at the moment, it was infuriating me further.
“I know what it means, Cole. I don’t want you getting into details,” I snapped at him. I was standing beh
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I got up earlier than usual. It was still 4 a.m. It was the disturbing sensation in my legs, the constant worry and pestering of my mind, the exasperation of my soul. I was unable to get some nice sleep. It was Jacob Campbell. Like some cranky teenage boy with an ego the size of a football pitch and anger issues reaching the skyline, I wanted to throw and break anything that my eyes settled on. Frustrated, I jumped out of my bed and closed my eyes, trying to contain the outburst that was threatening to leave any second now. Deep breaths. In and out. In. And. Out. Christophe knows better than to screw with me. What have I ever done to that bastard that he keeps on vexing my nerves? My eyes opened and brows dr
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Surprisingly, I woke up on time today. Wearing a long sleeved grey baggy sweatshirt I hopped downstairs. “Oh hell, I’ll be a monkey’s uncle,” my face turned to the side where I heard Maya’s voice. “You’re up early today,” She stood rooted to the ground with her jaw dropped. “Come on, it’s not like I don’t wake up early. Why are you so amazed?” I laughed. “Words fail me!” she smiled as she walked beside me. “Are you hungry?” “You know I am,” She was preparing my plate when I took the opportunity of asking her about Jacob. “Maya?” I said and she hummed in response. “Who is Jacob?” I asked.
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Deep heavy panting woke me up from my comforting sleep. I struggled to open my eyes but when I finally did, I saw Asher taking out push-ups on the floor. Dazed, I continued staring at him. I can wake up to this every morning! His biceps relaxed and contracted as he bent down. The muscles of his back bulged out and his leg muscle cuts popped as applied pressure on them. I gulped. He stood up and released a heavy breath. Picking up a bottle from his desk he poured water from it inside his mouth without touching his lips. His neck stretched up and his Adams Apple bobbed up and down as he gulped the water. As if I wasn’t already so mesmerized, his ideal jawline made me even more so. Grey wistful eyes made contact with mine. “Morning,” “Good morning,” I said
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Have you ever gone through a phase when something happens and you know it might happen sooner or later but when it finally does you can’t really accept the fact that it did? Well, I’m going through that phase right now. He kissed me. It is pretty hard to believe but it’s kind of obvious too. I mean not the reason why he kissed me but that he kissed me. I’m making no sense at all but I’m making sense too. What’s going on with me? I’m being strangely funny. No, no wait let me explain. See, I’m his mate so I expected that you know someday at some point he might try to because like you know I’m his mate. However, it’s just a little confusing that he really did kiss me because like… I think I know w
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Thump! A sting rushed through my fist as I punched the thick bark of the tree in front of me. Stubborn trees like Aurelia, didn’t even affect it! I kissed her because of that bastard to make a point. That is not how and why I wanted to give her a kiss from me. But it felt good. She moaned. A smirk appeared on my face. And I didn’t do even a tiny portion of what I can do to her. The things I want to do to her. It was a small kiss. I didn’t realize I was laughing. She’s pretty easy to please. My little babe! Axel was a little surprised when I made the move but I pulled back just the right second because he was going to get out of control. And her moan just encouraged him. Hell, it even encouraged me.
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Stretching, I changed my side. Something was strangely familiar about my couch. It was more comfortable and I felt warmer than before. My eyes flickered open and I saw Asher lying next to me. His lips were slightly parted and the black blanket covered half his chest. The couch can’t take the both of us. I frowned at myself because that is the first thought that crossed my mind. Realization hit me; I was on his bed. Panic rose within me. How did I get here? When did I get here? I slept on the couch. I got up instantly, my heart pounding in my chest. I watched him sleep. He looked sexier. Is that even possible? He was entirely exposed. I wanted to touch his beard. It was a funny thing to do but I really wanted to feel his beard underneath my fingers. What the hell
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Everything around me went quiet and still almost as if time stopped. No more swishing of the leaves or the wind. Even the birds stopped chirping and the squeaking sound of the squirrels coming before were now nowhere to be heard. Not a single sound was made! Gulping, I tried to keep my stance firm. All types of scenarios hit me all at once. He can kill me right here and now and I wouldn’t even see it coming. As if hearing my thoughts, he reassured me, “Don’t worry darling, I’m not here to kill you,” With a blink of an eye, from standing ten feet apart he was now just two feet away. I flinched back and goosebumps ran all over my body. “What do you want?” I managed to ask. “Let’s just say I missed you,” he gave me a smile but I was terrified out
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