"That’s not fair!” Clara's annoying little sister, Olivia, complains, as Clara waits with her hand outstretched for her to give her the car keys, "Lucinda promised to buy me a car but never did." "That's not my problem," Clara mutters and snatches the keys out of her sister’s hand in one fast motion, "I’ll see you all for dinner. We’ll go to my own house first, to get settled." “You just want to get fucked, don’t lie,” Olivia mocks, but Lucinda pinches her to make her shut her mouth. Olivia is the weirdest omega I’ve ever met… I don’t like her. I’m glad she’s stuck with Daniel for the rest of her life. "Clara's changed since she got out of jail," Rosie, the tiniest sister, comments, with a mocking tone. She's really sweet and the only one of the sisters who welcomed me without any trouble, "She's a bad bitch now, don't mess with her." "That's true, actually," Clara replies with narrowed eyes causing her sisters not to say anything again. Carolina even raises her hands as if in s

{ Rodrick }The Taffy house is even bigger on the inside than it looks on the outside, but it's not as intimidating as I imagined because it's very homey. There are millions of pictures of the whole family all over the house, the walls are a nice blue and the furniture looks comfortable. Plus, there are so many people here that it looks big out of necessity and not just out of extravagance. I feel uncomfortable when we walk in and everyone stares at us as if we are intruders. There's an air of distrust in some of their scents, especially from that jerk Daniel, who is sitting on one of the couches with a beer bottle in his hand and a sleeping pup on his chest. Just seeing his face raises the hairs on my body with the urge to hurt. "Rodrick, come here," Dalia calls to me from what I imagine is the kitchen and my heart flips out at being called out like that. I swallow and move toward her voice, walking past everyone. "Who is this random man?" a small pup with blonde hair asks, lo

{ Rodrick }From the moment I arrived at the chapel I could tell that my community service would not be like what I had to do when I was sixteen, when I got caught with my friends smoking weed and we were forced to clean the streets and paint over graffiti on some walls. I should have figured it out because in Fallonmore I haven't seen any dirty streets let alone any graffiti on walls.I have no idea what kind of delicate people they have here, but everyone seems perfectly well behaved. I imagine it must be boring for young people, but nice for everyone else. If I were Alpha, I'd make sure that my clan was like that. As soon as we get inside, a beta girl greets us and leads us into Frank's huge office where he waits for us, standing next to the Judge. My hairs stand up in panic thinking maybe he changed his mind and they'll take advantage of Clara being safe at home to arrest us again, but that doesn't happen."Hi, guys," Frank greets us, looking calm, "This is Alessandro Robles, a

"You're seriously unhinged," I push his hands away and try to move, but he won't let me do it, "I don't understand why I should apologize." "For sleeping in another bed last night, for starters. For spending unnecessary money on me. And more importantly, for being a pain in my ass!" He spouts that nonsense in my face and now takes advantage of my bewilderment to keep undressing me until I'm only in my panties. Once he has me like this, he grabs my face in his hands and pulls our foreheads together, "I have a right to get upset sometimes, okay? You can't act like I'm just your boy toy and I have to accept everything you do without complaint. We're a couple, aren't we? You have to ask me before you do things like that, I'm not just another ornament in your house. I don't know if Daniel just let you dress him like a doll to keep you happy, but I don't like it." "I was doing something nice for you, you should say thank you even if you don't mean it," I blurt out, though I understand wh

{ Rodrick } Clara looks incredibly gorgeous when she comes down the stairs once she's ready for our date. The sight of her makes my heart race like crazy and my hands start sweating like when I was little and first started liking girls. She's wearing extra high heels and a short dress, her hair is curled and her makeup extra heavy. She looks like a superstar, although I have to admit I like her better when she's just woken up, when her eyes are puffy and her hair is a mess all over, but I have enough brains to know that's something I should keep to myself. I walk over to her and take her face in my hands with the intention of kissing her, but Clara pushes me aside. "No. I don't want you to ruin my makeup. We can kiss when we get back home," she says with a condescending smile before patting my chest a couple of times. She grabs my hand before I can express how stupid that is and pulls me towards the door, "Bye, Andy. Order some dinner, okay? Don't go to bed without eating."