We leave the premises with a new painting of mostly purple tones, a gorgeous small jewelry box, and the ugly statue I broke. Or, at least, its pieces. We drive back home in silence again, but this time it feels different, even more charged somehow. I'm a little buzzed from the champagne and I can’t stop myself from stealing glances at Jae every couple of seconds. He just looks at me from time to time, still in silence. Before anyone can say something, his phone starts ringing."What's up?" He answers. "Are you still busy?" I hear faintly, it's a male voice, "We're hanging out in Barracuda, in case you want to join.""Who's there?" Jae asks and gives me another side glance. The guy says a bunch of names, and Jae nods, "Fine, I'll be there in an hour. And I'm bringing my wife.""Oh," I let out with a frown, completely confused by that, "No. You don't have to...""Did I ask?" He snaps at me, then continues talking with his friend for a couple of seconds while I’m trying to understand

By the time we arrive back at the pack, it's one in the morning and I'm really fucking tired. I’ve been up since six in the morning of yesterday and all I want to do is snuggle in my big bed and sleep, but Jae keeps driving for another ten minutes until we reach an old cabin named Barracuda. There’s a bunch of fancy cars outside that don’t match the vibe. I frown as we walk inside because this does not look like a place where Jae or his snob friends would hang out.But of course it's not. As soon as Jae opens the door, I realize the old look of the cabin is only a facade. Inside, it looks like a modern and sleek bar, but there's no one currently attending the bar or sitting in the tables inside. Everyone is hanging out on the terrace outside, looking directly at the Ellington River.It's gorgeous. As soon as we walk to the terrace, everyone gets up to greet mister next Alpha and his tired wife. Of course, I force myself to keep up the perfect Luna act while I say hello to his friends.

I wake up the next day at fucking six in the morning even though is Saturday and I don't have anything to do today. And I just went to bed like three hours ago. I groan, annoyed with myself and I try to go back to sleep, but this hard ass matress is not comfortable enough for that... I fucking hate this bed. Anya's mattress was way better. So, I make the executive decision of moving my tired ass to that mattress so I can keep sleeping some more. I walk downstairs still in my boxers and I open Anya's door. My wolf starts waking up in my mind then because the room smells intensely of her cherry scent. So much that I know without a doubt she's been touching herself again. Just like I said, she's a very horny teenage girl. "Hey," I say when I get to her, sleeping on her side with her mouth slightly open. Anya gasps and opens her big grey eyes in fear. Her long hair is all crazy and she's still wearing make up as if she didn't take it off last night, "Get up, move.”"What? Why?" She a

"Klein is a True Alpha, just like you," Colin says, stating the obvious. I nod and look briefly at my father, he's studying Klein and most likely trying to find differences or similarities between us, "He feels compelled to challenges... I'm sure you can relate to that.""Hmm," I nod nonchalantly again, then I raise a hand to call a waiter, "I'm hungry. Let's handle the important stuff first and order something, then we can talk about Klein.”My dad gives me a knowing look and tries to hide a mocking chuckle that would definitely piss me off if it came out. He has noticed I can't turn on my fake-nice personality around this guy, so he must know I feel rattled. Because I do. "Order whatever you want, kid. It's my treat," I tell Klein with a smile that only gets bigger when he gives me a pissed off look and clenches his fists. I absolutely love to piss people off, especially arrogant little brats like this one. "I'm not a kid," he mutters through his teeth, very immaturely, "And that

I hate when people are right. I hate it when they make sense. But Chelsea always made sense, she always had a broader outlook in a situation than me. It’s the teacher in her, maybe. But she is right, people in this pack really like Anya. And if I cheat on her, they might not confront me personally about it, but they’ll definitely judge me. And that could get me in trouble with the council, which I do not want. Fucking shit, since when people got so moral? Most of the girls I've fucked have had either boyfriends or husbands and I don't mind. I guess I’m fucked… or not fucked.“Where were you?” Klein asks as soon as I sit my ass back down, “That was like ten minutes.”“Klein, stop,” his uncle scolds him, “I’m sure he had a good reason to disappear around the same time that lady over there disappeared too.”What the fuck? “Are you my mother, Colin?” I ask, leaning on the table to be closer to him, “I don’t have to explain shit to either of you, do I?” “No, Sir. I apologize,” he sa