"Hello Adrian," I said dryly. I was not impressed by his fake concerns for me. He did look worried about me, and his concerns seemed genuine. Perhaps, it was at this moment. If I died now, all of his plans of taking over my pack would be foiled. He needed me alive for a while. "Are you okay? Did Alvis hurt you?" Adrian leaned down and asked. He looked up and glared at Alvis. "Why didn't you take it easy on her, brother?" he snarled. "I treated her fair and square. She isn't as weak as you think," Alvis barked. I felt grateful for his words. If he didn't believe in me and trained me, I wouldn't have made it this far. "I'm fine. This is just a game," I said. "Alvis didn't hurt me. It was the arrow that came flying at me did. If you need to scold anyone, scold Owen." Adrian took my hand in his. "You look distraught, Lindsey. And your ears are bleeding. I'm sorry I didn't get to you sooner. I got really involved in the game and wasn't paying attention to you." "Then, how did you know

"Jeez, Lindsey. I swear I come in peace," Owen raised his arms in surrender. He must've followed Adrian and me from the restaurant and then hid behind a bush. What a creeper! "What the hell are you doing here, sneaking up on me? Are you stalking me?" I sneered. He couldn't kill me during the tournament. Did he come back here to finish the job? "I am sorry for scaring you. That wasn't my intention. Where did you learn that killer move anyway?" Owen winked. I didn't answer his question. Instead, I glared at him. I was angry. He was trying to make light of the situation even though his presence clearly rattled me. Why couldn't these people leave me be? "Why are you at my house?" "I wanted to talk to you about the competition," Owen said and inched toward me. He stopped smiling. His dark brown eyes bored into mine. I reflexively took a step back. I knew deep down I couldn't trust this guy. What if he tries to hurt me? Could I really fight him off? "What about the competition?" I look

I ran upstairs to my room and slammed the door shut. I had butterflies in my stomach. What just happened downstairs? Was Alvis trying to kiss me just now? No way. I dreamt it, didn't I? But the way he leaned toward me, it sure looked like he was about to kiss me. If mom hadn't interrupted... Stop it, Lindsey. You are wrong about this. Why would Alvis want to kiss you? He just confessed that he was in love with somebody! Alvis always seemed so strong and confident all the time, so he wouldn't be nervous about telling me if he liked me. I was convinced. He was not a nervous wreck like me. But the way he held my hand at the restaurant and touched my hair made me feel so confused. I felt like my head was in the clouds. No, no, no. I need to snap out of it. I still needed to figure out how to take revenge on Adrian and Betty, yet I was dreaming about Alvis. This will just distract me and ruin my plans. But what plan? I had no plan. I felt hopeless. I knew Betty and Adrian were constan

Alvis POV Women are so complicated! I thought Lindsey liked me when I took her out on a date, but I thought wrong. She had been acting distant and avoiding me ever since dinner, and I couldn't understand why. Did I do something wrong? Maybe it has something to do with her cousin, Betty. Or maybe she simply did not like me. It made me sometimes wonder: what's more difficult? Ruling a pack or dating a girl? It seems that dating is so much harder than being the Alpha! I decided to call her in the morning anyway. She could at least answer my calls if she didn't text me back. Besides, I wanted to hear her voice first thing in the morning. But Lindsey never picked up her phone, and it went straight to voicemail. So I decided to call their house phone instead. "Smollett residence." I recognized Sue's voice. "Good morning, Sue. This is Alvis Dalton." "How are you, Alvis?" Sue chirped. "Great...hey, is Lindsey home? I was trying to call her, but she wasn't picking up. She isn't still

I wanted to buy myself something nice for my date with Adrian, so I went shopping. I went to the mall by myself since Betty wasn't my best friend anymore. It made me sad to think about all the good times we had, hanging out and being silly. Her betrayal felt like a stab in the heart. Nevertheless, I was determined to impress Adrian, so I bought a beautiful dress. It was a pink midi dress with white-laced sleeves. Very feminine. I tried the dress on and twirled in front of the mirror. The dress fit me perfectly, hugging my waist and curves. A satisfied smile painted my face as I was sure Adrian would like the way I'd look in it. While I was shopping, my mind wandered. I tried to remember what had happened on my mom's birthday in my previous life. Nothing significant came to my mind. Maybe it was time to make some brand new memories that day and change my future! "Lindsey?" A familiar voice boomed behind me, so I turned around. I found myself staring at Adrian's smiling face, and