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The woman laughed, staring at her like she knew her. “I’m sorry. Do I know you?” Alyssa asked, curious as the woman held her hand out for a handshake. Alyssa took it cautiously, but then regretted the decision as the woman twisted her hand over to see her palm. “Forgive me for asking this, but do you have a new love interest?” Alyssa jerked away. “Yeah.” She replied, awkwardly walking off. The woman followed her. “I’m sorry but my name is Bianca and something told me to come over here and talk to you. I have this invitation I think you will need to have.” Alyssa turned around while the woman placed an envelope in her bag.

Low and calm and far too familiar. "Alyssa." I freeze. That voice doesn't belong to Blackstone. It belongs to us.

He took a seat by her side and she heaved a sigh of relief. Next came Raphael and Jake. The sisters followed closely behind and they all took seats close to Hermione. Hermione was comforted by their closeness and relaxed a bit. Lycans walked into the hall, most of them throwing Hermione looks of curiosity. Lang Lang leaned towards Hermione and whispered the names of some lycans. She pointed at a blonde Lycan, who was "Nate", and a sexy brunette, “Raine”, two identical males. She identified them as “Troy and Moran” and a particularly large Lycan “asher”.

he asked affectionately. “I am fine, Tova,” she replied, immediately warming up to the last word of endearment he spoke, ‘Aly’. He scooped her up again in his arms. “I can walk!” she protested. However, Jade came and smiled at her. She said, “Alyssa, you aren’t well. This is the least Tova can do for you. You are his precious assistant and he won’t leave you just like that.” Alyssa smiled faintly at Jade. She was such a sweet girl.

‘Say the word and I’ll drag you into the forest—I’ll make sure everyone can hear how addicting your little whimpers sound. “Oh, Alex is here! I have to introduce you to her, Luna!” Cassidy’s soprano broke the spell between Asher and I, drawing my attention to a dark-haired girl nearby. She stood at one of those cheap plastic tables, grabbing at the various bottles of cheap liquor as she poured and mixed them into a single cup. As she flipped her hair over her shoulder, I noticed the distinctive lime-green streak running down the side of her head. “She’s Asher’s cousin, and she’s been chomping at the bit to meet you! Especially after last night’s announcement.” “You can call me Lola—"

She made a half-smile before she positioned herself next to me. "You're still taking good care of Alisha, huh," she commented, making my forehead crease. I don't know how she knew the name of my doll because it's impossible for her to read my mind or know the simplest thing like this. "H-how did you know her name?" I asked in confusion. She turned her body to face me and released a smirk afterwards. "We're sisters," she replied. "It doesn't answer the question." "Mom brought us the same doll long years ago. I named your doll as Alisha, connected to your name. While you named my doll, which I left in the condominium, as Celestina." She smiled bitterly before dashing herself on me.

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But another part, the part that thrived on power plays and unexpected turns, found himself strangely intrigued. "Ridiculous, perhaps," he conceded, leaning back in his chair with a playful smile, "but intriguing nonetheless." He met her gaze, his voice a low rumble. "Tell me, Allysa, what exactly is your endgame in this hasty union?" Her eyes narrowed, a flicker of suspicion replacing the bravado. "The deal, of course," she countered, her voice regaining its edge. "Marriage is merely a means to an end, a way to solidify our partnership and expedite our goals."

And to get the essence of an Alpha… The only way was to be marked by an Alpha… And to be marked by a werewolf, an Alpha… That only means one thing… “I’m a Luna.”