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"Are you sure everything is fine?" "Absolutely. "Everything is fine," I said, nudging her. "Let us catch up outside then." I agreed. On our way outside, we saw Alpha Adonis' friend, Fred, walking towards us. He was tall and skinny, with sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes. He carried a lead guitar and wore jeans and a black turtleneck shirt. Oh, how I admired men with musical abilities. The attractiveness increased a thousandfold, and while my feelings for the alpha's friend were far from romantic, I would love to hear him sing. It made me wonder if Alpha Adonis had vocal abilities.

Ada suddenly yells at the top of her lungs. “Woah! Chill lady, don't transfer your pent up aggression on us. You know I don't like aggressive ladies and I know you have a crush on me." AJ teases, ignoring the furious look on Ada's face that looks like it will be able to melt gold. “She does not have a fucking crush on you AJ, stop being delulu. We both know Ada is way out of your league, u mean have you seen the girl." Sofia moves her hand from Ada's head to her toe, to show AJ what he can dream of but never have.

Sun.. has always made me wonder why is it so selfless... Giving light of life to all but asking for none in return. The moon, the stars... Everything in the world is selfless... Not like me... I might be the most selfish person alive on this earth. My only weakness is the people of the kingdom. Wondering who??? Princess Aadya... The daughter of the king and queen of the kingdom of Rajgarh, a small kingdom in India. Well now late. They died.

"But my mouth isn't talking about Eric! My system doesn't fancy entertainment celebrities or music stars!" Daniel shouts, running his short legs real fast to keep pace with Ada’s massive stride. "Are your boots explicitly Ada Lube, the legendary commercial alpha of Valeria? The annual territory taxes your corporate fort pays out track higher than the complete GDP of multiple small border countries! My internal wolf is such a massive fan of your career!" Ada's vocal track goes completely dead and speechless. "Can my pocket secure an official signature from your claws, sir? My heart would love to look up to your status as my ultimate lifetime idol, absorb your business logic in the future watc

Ada was mid-rant about a brand she hated when someone called out behind them. “Yo! Ada?” A tall guy in streetwear jogged over—jean jacket, chain, camera bag slung over his shoulder. His smile was wide, his eyes shaded by dark designer sunglasses. Ada turned and squealed. “No way—Zay Cruz?!” Zay laughed. “Damn, you recognize me!” “Of course I do! You’re blowing up like crazy. Your transitions are sick!” Ada gushed, flipping her hair. Andrew stood silently, hands in his pockets, watching the two embrace briefly. He recognized the name—Zay Cruz, content creator, TikTok-famous for editing tricks, collaborations, and thirst traps. Over 2 million followers last he checked.

My throat burned, but I drank anyway. Amara leaned against the wall, scrolling on her phone. “Adrien, do you know how insane this is? Influencers are crying over the launch. People are literally calling you the savior of modern business. Like—” she shoved the screen in my face, “look. A TikTok edit with dramatic music. You look like a god.” I glanced at the screen. My face in slow motion, cut with money signs. Thousands of likes. Millions of views. I smirked faintly. “God, huh? They really are idiots.”

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“My stomach dropped. James’s expression turned serious. “Whatever is happening between you and Alpha Adrian… you should end it now, Rox. You don’t want that kind of trouble.” The bell rang, cutting off any reply. We stood and regrouped. Jack and the other alphas,except Adrian,waited at the front. One of them stepped forward: a tall man with his hair tied in a man bun and a neatly trimmed goatee. “Now that most of you have gotten the hang of the single-leg lateral hops with the bear hug,” he said, scanning our tired faces, “we’ll move on to the next exercise. He offered a small smile. “In case you forgot, I’m Liam, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack.”

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I could almost hear the smirk in her voice as I tapped the link she sent. The Trendle login page loaded in a sleek, minimalist design. I entered the username: AdeleFord_Official. Password: ADbeauty2025! The moment I hit log in, the page exploded with color. There was only one photo of me, which was my DP, posted over an hour ago, however, the impressions on that photo made me blink a couple of times. I must be having eye problems. I logged out and logged in again. The numbers were increasing. Notifications began popping up like popcorn – likes, comments, shares. The engagement was unreal.