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“…I really don’t understand why you and my eldest brother are always so crazy with training camps.” James just laughed at her obvious expression of confusion as to his fascination with training camps. He couldn’t stop himself from pinching her nose just like he used to do ever since she was still a little kid. “I could say the same to you.” “Huh? What? Wait, let go!” Alisha tried pulling back herself from his evil clutches but it was useless. She was just an ordinary person against to a soldier. How she can even fight back from his bullying?

I said flatly, adjusting my backpack. “Seriously, though,” Alisha said, a small, sly grin on her face. “You realize how lame you are, right? Shaun would never waste his time on someone like you.” She tucked a piece of her dirty blonde hair behind her ear. She’d dyed it a pale blonde color, but didn’t do it right, so it looked more dirty blonde. I thought it looked cheap, but her friends raved about how cute it was.

The group of designers and models in the corner particularly caught people's attention, because all the other groups were of foreign faces, only their group had Celestian faces. In this circle of tall blondes, however, the two of them were not inferior to the others. The model was named Alisha Cameron, one of the few top Celestian models to grace this stage. Standing at one meter eighty-three, with a perfect figure, she looked like an angel. The designer of Alisha was the only newcomer designer, Iris, in this fashion show. Iris was less than 1.7 meters tall, with a slender figure. Her delicate face seemed to be meticulously carved, especially her subtle demeanor, which always silently attrac

LUCIEN’S POV I was carrying on with my normal duties at the omega camp when whispers and murmurs suddenly broke out. “Guys, look who is here!” Piqued with curiosity, I spun around to see no one other than Alisha walking into the Omega training camp, the Beta by her side. It suddenly made sense as to why everyone was shocked to see her at the camp. Even I was shocked myself. As the Alpha I never, not even once, set foot into the Omega camp and she was doing that like it was no big deal.

Kaima exclaimed, chinasa snob her “Drama queen, oh., can’t wait to hear the end of this show” chinasa brutal “Alisha, what happened, why are you crying?” Kaima query, holds her shoulder “She don’t want to talk” Chinasa brutal frown at Alisha “Why don’t you do me the favour by letting it out” Kaima exclaimed curiously. “Alisha please talk to me?” she added “Babe, I will see you tomorrow, ok...” he tact not expecting any respond. caresses her arm, cause he no definitely he wasn’t getting any, he zooms off

"How have you been doing, Alisha?" Alisha's lipped quivered. How did she know who I am? She thought. Alisha who was still in shock had no idea about how to reply that question so, she decided not to reply. "I'm Kim Yoon-hye." Kim Yoon-hye introduced "I know who you're." Alisha said and watched as Yoon-hye smiled at her words. "You think you do, Alisha. Do you know who I am to kelvin?"

Alisha interrupted, her voice trembling slightly but steadying with each word "I had to know the truth, and now I do." Elizabeth’s arms slowly unfolded, her hands resting tensely on her knees. Her entire body seemed to still, as if bracing for a blow. Alisha took a shaky breath as she reached into her coat to retrieve the folded paper she had kept close to her heart since leaving Salis and paced on the table between them and pushed it towards her mother "Elena... is indeed Aisha mom, She's..." Alisha swallowed hard "She’s my biological sister." Elizabeth stared at the paper as if it were a live serpent.

Monica answered. "Elizabeth?! Shit!" Ashely quickly picked up her phone. Dialling Alex's number, she ran out of them room. "Please, stay safe. Please" She prayed silently as she ran. Sorry for the late upload guys. My phone had issues but it has been resolved so I'll be uploading every weekend. Love y'all.

“Aunt, you are flattering me way too much.” Although Alisha was Beatrice’s stepdaughter when Alisha’s biological mother who was once a celebrated star and a heiress to a fortune passed away, Beatrice adopted her. She raised Alisha as her own, showering her unconditionally and treating her without an ounce of bias. Ellora leaned forward slightly. “What are you working on these days, Alisha?” “I’m a historian,” Alisha explained. “Right now, we are working on locating the graves of some legendary Egyptian figures. It’s fascinating, but I can’t share too much as it’s all confidential.”

She sits at one of the tables, sipping what appears to be a martini, and her face contorts in disgust after her first sip. I chuckle, tilting my head as I observe her. She wears a sash, but due to the distance and dim lighting, I am unable to decipher its inscription. "Gelo," I utter, the name of my beta. "I desire to know the message on her sash." Gelo chuckles next to me, catching my eye. "It's her twenty-second birthday. Her sash says to buy her a drink. I've sent you, her details." My phone vibrates a moment later. I pull it out of my pocket, her username shining brightly on the screen. The temptation to ignore this perfect chance tugs at me, but I can't resist the mystery of the unknown