Novel & Cerita Alice In Wonderland Age

“Do you have a boyfriend now? Is it that Saint Clair boy?” Unfortunately, no, Alice thought. However, she immediately shook the thought away. No good would come out if she continued her attraction towards her mother’s lover’s son. “Heavens, no. But do you think that they’ll get mad?” “I’m not sure, but I hope they don’t. You’re in the right age to date and make out with the boys your age—he is at your age, right?” Alice’s cheeks warmed with embarrassment. “Wilson!” “Is he at your age?”

Alice said. "Here we go again, Al," I replied as I shook my head. "I will never get tired of reminding you that you are still young. At twenty-six, you became so successful, Meg. You are still beautiful, and men are drooling over you every time you walk in front of them. You become sexier as time goes by," Alice declared.

Mia's POV Alice sat in the harsh fluorescent light, like a child waiting for punishment. The silence between us stretched thin, punctuated only by the distant sound of metal doors closing somewhere in the building's depths. I studied her face—so similar to mine in bone structure, yet carrying a softness that spoke of a different kind of life. "How old are you, Alice?" "Twenty-three." She tucked a strand of badly cut hair behind her ear. "I know that doesn't excuse anything. I know being young and stupid isn't a defense."

Why, this child can read minds. I replied, "I did. Her name's Aaliyah. By the way, you said you're still young. How old are you?" I got really curious. She looks younger than I am. But maybe not so much. "Nineteen incoming twenty. So, not so young anymore. How about you?" "Twenty-two," I replied. I'm right. But Ruby is considered an adult now. "How about crazy?" Ruby looked at me with one eyebrow arched.

Alice said. She and Abigail were going back to the pack house. Abigail came with her today because she wanted to spend some time with Alice's mom. She adored her. Abigail liked Harry so she came for him too. When she heard that Alice would talk with Harry. She agreed with Alice. Abigail and Alice were both seventeen years old. So they didn't find their mates yet. Everyone knew werewolves could find out about their mates when both of the mates turn eighteen. Otherwise they could not figure it out.

she blurts out. Chris glances in my direction. He also knows where this is going. "Yes, a doll." There is a cynical look upon her face. "For me?" My butler says nothing. "I'm nineteen years old, not nine! I don't think I need to hold this to fall asleep." Nineteen? Like, she's nineteen? "And books, I see." I put on a straight face, because it seems the situation is getting out of line. "You should read more books. Ellie. Books are like ladders of progress for werewolves."

So I walked into Alice's classroom that Monday pretending everything was normal. The lesson had barely begun before one little boy raised his hand. "Miss Amber..." "Is your tummy bigger?" Twenty pairs of little eyes immediately turned toward me. Before I could answer... Alice proudly stood up. "It is!" She looked as though she had been waiting for someone to notice. "I'm going to be a big sister!" The entire classroom gasped. "Really?" Alice nodded enthusiastically. "There are two babies!" She held up two tiny fingers. "I'm not going to be the youngest anymore."