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I replied calmly, “The person you owe an apology to is Mom. She’s only been gone for a year, and you’ve already found someone else. And that someone… already had a child of her own.” His body began to shake violently as he apologized, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry to you both… I didn’t know she already had a child. At that time, I just wanted to escape the pain of your mother’s death. I didn’t want to stay trapped in grief forever, but in return, I ignored your feelings. I thought I owed them something, so I tried to make it up to them. I didn’t think they’d treat you like this… I’m sorry, Trish. I finally understand it now, and I will make it right–”

Here it comes… “I, Matthew Cole Graham hereby strip the title of omega from Chase Christoper Evans due to succumbing to temptation as well as not being able to fullfil his duties” What comes next feels like someone had pulled my heart out of my chest. Immense saddening pain flows through my body and I can feel slow tears finally flooding my cheeks. Wimp… I’m a wimp. The pain wrecks my body and I force myself to not roll myself into a little ball. Matt’s hand is on my shoulder again and he pats it lightly. “Lori, Jack – please leave us” he commands. The two betas don’t say anything and simply turn around and leave. They know the friendship me and Matt shares. When they’re far enough Matt enve

“Because every time I do, the mark grows quieter. And because if they take you, the five packs lose more than a Luna.” He didn’t elaborate. He didn’t need to. Outside the narrow window, the first faint light of false dawn began to gray the sky. Somewhere beyond the walls, more black banners gathered in the mist. The resistance had begun and the forced proximity had only just started to tighten its hold. **

"Though I suppose 'informing' is the better word." Julian pulled his hand back, the exhaustion that had lined his face moments earlier morphing into something sharper, something defensive. The reflexive posture of a businessman cornered by a bad negotiation. "It is infinitely more complicated than you are making it out to be. The firm, the estate, the pressures from the board... the Calloway merger isn't just some casual arrangement. You don't understand the machinery of it all."

My family believed in democracy. Every decision was settled by a family vote. Dad, Mom, my brother Dylan Conley, and my sister Tessa Conley each got one vote. So did I. The problem was, four against one meant I never won. During my junior year of high school, my brother wanted a new computer. The vote was four to one. The money I'd saved for three years of tutoring was gone. In senior year, when it was time to submit college applications, I earned early admission to Northbridge University, but Tessa cried and said she couldn't stand the thought of me moving so far away. So the family held another vote. Dad pinned my application form beneath his hand. "Majority rules. You're going to

He will crack it if anyone can. The engine starts. “Want to tell me why we left in the middle of a game?” April asks, watching the parking lot slide past. “Was it because you’re a sore loser?” A glance her way shows a smile trying to survive. Her hand rests on my leg. The smile fades. “Why is your leg all wet?” Everything tightens. “You’ll know everything,” I say. “Just not yet.” Tomorrow looms in my head. Five days left. That is all. Five days is nothing. Not enough to breathe her in, not enough to plan, not enough to protect her forever.

I sighed, sitting back in my chair and placing my hands on my desk. “I'm so sorry, girl, but I'm in shock,” April said apologetically as she adjusted herself in the chair across from me. “You yourself were telling me days ago that you didn't want anything to do with Jansen Grimes, and today you're telling me that you guys slept together? Like, what’s your problem?”

-I can do this- “You scared the shit out of me Jill.” April walks back and sat with her best friend. She leaned her head on Jill’s shoulder, it reminds of hill and its meadowy scent. “You look well dress, are you going on a date?” “No.” She quickly answered. She looked away and examined the room. It’s been a long time since she came here. She had the same thought as April, she stood up and looked exasperate. “You should burn your room” She suggested. Her eyes roamed again to see if she was right, she gave a nod and said, “yeah! We should burn it. It reeks with Jm’s presence.”

“What? What is it?” April showed a sly smile and leaned in as if she were about to expose a nasty secret of their government. Then, she said very slowly, “It’s also a perfect way to dig up the memories of the past that one of the people you hate will get annoyed at and frustrated at.” The MC gasped and backed away, with his hands covering his mouth. He stared at her wide eyes. “That’s—that’s perfect!” April handed him a USB flash drive with a scheming smile. “Here.”

"I dоn’t undеrѕtаnd, уоu knоw? I mеаn, whо does that without telling someone—who uрѕ аnd dесіdеѕ tо mоvе ѕо fаr аwау, and keeps it a ѕесrеt?” “I dоn’t know,” I ѕау. “It’ѕ confusing. Thе саllѕ that саmе in wеrе definitely frоm hеr unсlе. Maybe thе two оf thеm аrе сlоѕеr thаn ѕhе wаntеd to аdmіt. It muѕt bе a lonely fоr her, having lost her parents. April іѕ vulnеrаblе rіght now; probably mоrе thаn any оthеr time іn hеr lіfе. It makes ѕеnѕе thаt ѕhе’d wаnt tо lean оn family, е vеn іf ѕhе dоеѕn’t lіkе thеm muсh.”