~Alaya"It's not you, it's me."His expression doesn't change, remaining impassive."I wanted this to work, I really did. We just don't have anything in common. I hope we can at least stay friends," I say solemnly.Suddenly, his face breaks out into a grin, and he grabs my shoulders. "Awesome! Bloody Awesome Lay...""You think?" I exclaim excitedly, ignoring the use of the nickname I can't stand. "Like really?""I don't doubt for a second that you're going to get this job!"My relief imminent, as I exhale deeply. My entire life is riding on this audition, and if I don't nail it, I'll be left living another few months off of Dad's savings. The moment I can stop taking from my dead father, the less guilt I will have to sleep with at night. And for an acting job? Life would suddenly be worth living."Only two more days," I say nervously, fiddling with

~Alaya"You're the one who wanted this," I remind her.  "You look beautiful, anyway. Everything will be fine."Sky shakes her head at me, staring out the window of her bedroom nervously. She is dressed now, her hair and makeup flawless. However, she is visibly trembling, nervous about what is about to come in the next few moments. We are about be picked up to be taken to Alpha Asher's party, and it has finally dawned on her.I don't know how many times I have to tell her she looks amazing. We both will be seen walking into the event, and she clearly wants to look her best.She does. Her dark hair was been pulled back, kept in place with a glimmering silver clip that is her own. Her dress fits her perfectly, accentuating her hips and slim waist impeccably. Most importantly to her, her wedding ring is on her finger, letting everyone at the party know that she is spoken for.&nbs

~AlayaI'm not sure why my mind decided the man in front of me should have been Alpha Asher. It works in a strange way like that. So when it saw that the man is not in fact Asher, I was oddly disappointed. Instead, the man doesn't have the magnificent golden eyes I had expected. They are the same hazel to dark brown colour that most Desire Pack members sport. He has rather bland features too, however, he is still attractive. He can be as attractive as he wants, it doesn't make me any less creeped out."You left this?" I question, holding the invitation. He must have just come from the party considering he is wearing a flashy suit and his hair is styled aptly. As he glances down at the invitation, I notice the way his eyes cloud with confusion, a slight frown crossing his forehead before he nodded, almost warily.

~Alaya"You've made a mistake."The woman behind the desk sighed, dragging her eyes away from her computer to finally look up at me. I've been insistently tapping her service bell for attention, which she didn't seem bothered to supply. "We don't make mistakes," she replies fanatically, clearly trying to get me to turn and leave her office. This is what I get for coming to an information centre for help. My invitation is a mistake, and I've come to clear I up here, with people who directly work for Alpha Asher. At least they say they are. If Asher can handle this woman, then he must be extremely patient. "Look," my eyes draw down to her name tag pinned to her neatly ironed teal shirt, "Miss Bell, but I never applied for invitation, which makes this invali

~Alaya I whirled around at the sound of the voice. No one was there, that I could see. Instead, there was a small cut into the building, bathed in shadows. Someone was hidden in there, in one of the most unnerving places possible. If I had been tempted by the drinks on offer in the party, I might have thought I imagined the voice. "Come out for some fresh air?" At the man's words, I suddenly became aware of the air around me. This dress may be beautiful, but it does little to protect me from the extremities of a Desire Pack nightfall. Frigid air from the Independence Pack often blows down the mountains, plaguing the air where the buildings and crowds are thinner. Just like atop the hill, where this estate has been built. "Who are you?" I question, the heels of my shoes sinking into the grass. I hear a faint chuckle. "Such an empty question considering I dwell