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“You said that hours ago Tay, I’m too big to pee my panty.” “I won’t tell if you do,” I assure her, as we take the dark road. “Okay, I’m doing it.” She is quiet for a while and I know she’s peeing as she’s walking. And true to my word, I won’t tell a soul. Harlin never messed the bed. I sometimes did, but never Harlin. “Tay, do you think the stars are aliens?” “I think they are gods, with wings that glow so bright it never dims, even in the sun.”

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

I knew that things wouldn’t go as easily on her, but I also knew that she was taking her role as Luna, a mother, and a member of this pack, something she and Yaroslav know that they haven’t been doing for a while “I will not let you down” “I’m counting on that, Alexei Aslanov” she said, gently, keeping her eyes on mine as she spoke, her words encouraging “make me proud” ************************************ “Tell me, Artur?” I asked, answering the phone. It was a while past noon and knowing that my mate was there with no news about her, I couldn’t help but feel uneasy with each passing second. The men were on a closer range than I was, dad’s decision on that, as he knew that Viktor would easi

He was taken out of my lap, and a bouncy little girl came over instead. "Hi! I'm Daisy. You're the fire Alpha we told daddy about." "What?" I'm so confused. Fire Alpha? Told who what? She just sighs. "It's OK daddy knows. What's your name?" She has crawled up in my lap and is playing with my wiry curls the hairdresser is leaving out. "Sydney Eld." The hairdresser is pulling my hair up into some fancy updo since I will be receiving my Alpha mark tonight. She's tugging hard.

I asked him, noticing his hesitation as his eyes darted between Sharma and me. "You mean that psychopath of a butler? The bald-headed assassin?" Sharma's words took me by surprise, and her apparent anger was hard to ignore. "Yeah, your butler wasn't who you thought he was. He attacked me last night and tried to kill me. Can you believe that?" She chuckled, leaving me baffled as I turned to Ryan, expecting an explanation. "She is right, Alpha Hawthorne," Ryan confirmed, echoing Sharma's allegations. Despite the evidence presented, I found it difficult to believe what I was hearing.

she demanded, her voice tinged with urgency. Alpha Haden hesitated, torn between the pull of his instincts and the pressing need to pretend like he didn't want Zaryn off his sight. His inner turmoil was still interrupted by the persistent whispers of Gaya, a voice only he could hear. “Your mate is Tasyra,” Gaya repeated, each chant digging deeper into Alpha Haden's head.

Liam: “And then I'm going to do so many things. I have a lot of friends that I want to make and I have so many things that I want to do at school. Yesterday our teacher told us that we were going to do something that is big. She did not tell us what it is, but she said that only big kids can do it and that we were big kids now. And we could do it.” Anastasia said excitedly as she spoke to Alaria, who was taking a sip of her coffee.

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

I am the eldest son of an Alpha and a breeder, a strong one, so my father pushed me harder to use a breeder, but I had hoped for my mate. The batch from North America didn't interest me nor did the batch from the South. The current batch is from Central America and so far held no interest for me either until she came out. Many of us higher ups sat up when she came out in her pale blue dress. She stood up on the podium and above her on the flat screen, came her statistics. ALPHA ONLY PRIME BREEDER NAME: KATE MARIE PAYNE AGE: 16 HAIR: BLONDE EYES: SILVER GREY

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.