~Noah~ Sebastien and I linked each other to determine who would be the one to disclose Uncle Andrew's insinuations to our father. To prevent our father from sensing any unease, I chose to be the one to speak up. "Uncle Andrew told us some weird stuff about people wanting to take our positions in the East, so we called him home so we could investigate and strategise," I said, and he frowned. My father never trusted Uncle Andrew, so it was normal for him to frown at the mention of his name. "And why didn't he tell you all you need to know?" He asked, and I shrugged. "It was as if the party wasn't the right venue for the discussion," I said. "Then you should have waited and spent the night in Brentwood so he could speak to you extensively on the matter," he said, and I looked at Sebastian. "I see," My father said, understanding the issue. "I find Ashely's behaviour odd. If she doesn't want the Moses guy, she should just say it and stop wasting everyone's time. I forbid you two from

~Winter~ I opened the wardrobe and remembered what Noah had told me about moving in with him. I knew saying no wasn't an option. Seeing how their parents had embraced us, I knew it was a done deal. But I don't know how I would tell Chelsea, and she wouldn't freak out. "Do you like this room?" I asked Chelsea, and she smiled. "It is pure luxury, Winter. I swear we are lucky to have moved to Mountain," She said, and I nodded. "It is yours," I said, and she frowned. "Mine? Can you do that? Where will you sleep?" She asked, and then her smile dropped. "Are you leaving? You can't leave us with these people. They will make our lives hell, especially mine. We need you. The children need you. Besides, where will you go? We have nothing out there," She said, and I shook my head. "No one can make your life hell. Besides, you will be seventeen in a few months. One more year, and you are free to do whatever you like," I said, but she did not smile. "I am not leaving you here; I am just movi

~Winter~ Summer and I parted at the head of the stairs, and we went our separate ways. She headed to Sebastien's room, and I went to Noah's. I didn't miss the eagerness in my friend's footsteps. Someone was indeed falling in love, and I was happy for her. After meeting the Alberts, I knew we had nothing to worry about. And I somehow believed that things would be different here. I entered the room and found Noah typing away on his computer; he suspended what he was doing the moment I entered and turned to look at me. I didn't know I had missed him in the short period we have been apart until now. He left what he was doing and walked to me. I didn't know why, but my heart was beating in my chest. He had that effect on me. Something that I didn't get with Brandon. Noah made my heart beat in an unexplainable manner. I felt like a teenager looking at her first crush, and I must say that this was the first time I allowed myself to feel this way. I had been holding so much in until today

~Noah~ The pulsating beats echoed through the dimly lit house as Winter unleashed a side of herself I never knew existed. Winter, typically serene and composed, became a force on the dance floor, moving with a magnetic energy that left me both captivated and intrigued. It was a revelation – Winter on the wild side. As she bumped and grounded to the rhythm, her every movement seemed to possess an untamed grace. I couldn't help but give in, enthralled by the transformation unfolding before my eyes, right in my arms. At that moment, I realised there was much more to discover about my mate – layers of complexity and mystery waiting to be unravelled. The flickering lights accentuated the contours of Winter's face, revealing a subtle defiance in her eyes. The music provided the backdrop to an unspoken invitation, urging me to take her somewhere more private, where the wild side of Winter could be explored further. Yet, a hesitation lingered in my mind, wondering if she would be receptive

~Summer~ Despite not being prone to jealousy, it was rather awkward for me to share a flight with a woman who still harboured feelings for Sebastien. As Sebastien and I made our way downstairs to head to the airport, I encountered Ashely Stepanov in the living room, patiently waiting. I anticipated that the upcoming flight would be uncomfortable. We opted for a van to reach the airport, and all of us had to share the confined space. Joining us was another girl named Caroline, who couldn't seem to take her eyes off Noah. She made persistent attempts to engage in conversation with him, completely disregarding Winter. It was evident that there was some history between them, and she didn't appreciate seeing Winter with Noah. As much as I wanted to be angry, I couldn't be mad. Not at Noah or Sebastien. They never said they were waiting for their mates, and Sebastien has never lied to me about anything. The issue was snapping these women out of their delusion so they knew that our men we