Novel & Cerita Anti Valentine's Day Party

“You are quite the beauty.” Tonight was Valen’s eighteenth birthday party. It was the event of the year since Alpha Females gathered from around the globe for the main reason that we expected him to scent his mate tonight. We all wanted him to make the announcement. Each of them was wishful to be his future Luna Queen.

KITTY-KAT: Kk BETTIE: Nawa o JON-B: Betty baby how far na, valentine's day is on Sunday ooo, will u be my val? TY: LOL YOMEE: Lol BETTIE: Over my dead body. Ew! I'd rather chew glass than go out with u AURORA: Chisos! Haewww! JD: Dayum! That was cold. DARA: Ice colllddd 4 dat matter [broken heart emoji] JON-B: Pfft, whatever. Alice hw abt u? Can we be frndz with benefits? KITTY-KAT: Tankz but no tankz. I av a boyfriend •_•

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

Christmas break was just around the corner. A high school group chat that had been dead for years suddenly became lively again. Messages flooded in by the hundreds within minutes. Some people talked about how excited they were to reunite, while others sighed nostalgically about how beautiful those years had been. The class president sent me a private message again, insisting that I attend no matter what. I had ignored every invitation before, but this time, I agreed. Because I wanted to see what they looked like once they failed and had nothing left.

The resident singer was playing the guitar and singing folk songs, and the music was as slow as the lights. Charlotte ordered a glass of orange soda and sat with Elizabeth in a booth, listening to people singing. Today is Valentine's Day, and there is an event in the store where a random couple is selected every half an hour to come on stage and exchange lines. If they are willing, they can enjoy a free meal, but it's also okay if they are not interested. The activity is not mandatory. Elizabeth's eyes lit up when she heard it, "They really thought about us single dogs."

I couldn't help the aggression in my tone. "Death is a part of life, sweetheart. Just because one stops breathing doesn't mean the party for the rest of us down here has to stop too." "That's harsh, Rob," Alex mumbled turning to look out the car window. "Anyway," she shrugged us both off. "This party is hosted by the Valentine's. Everybody is going to be there and it will be the start of an amazing year." "The Valentine's?" Gina repeated, "isn't their father the Dean. How is he okay with his kids having a party one week into the semester?"

) But now he had no mood to discuss or argument so he just asked him straight, " And what's that?!" Vihaan got relief on Captain's direct question; without argument or doubt. He excitedly revealed his master plan, " This year Valentine's Day is on Sunday. So, I made a plan to throw a blind date party, in which I will invite my college's only commerce students; bachelor degree and master degree both. And the party's venue will be our auditorium hall. I already examined its inside space, privileged location and it has its parking area. It is enough. The entrance fees will be 1000 per person and it includes some food combo deals too. So, it's so cheap for everyone they all can afford it."

I think I stared at it for too long because he sent another one. “Can’t?” He wrote. I don’t fucking know what to answer to this. Should I go? Will I survive a dinner with Blake Valentino? “Sure. :)” I messaged back. If my internal self can scream audibly, I would have made a commotion. It made breathing a little hard but I composed myself. Blake is just on the other side of this glass wall. I am quite happy I wore my little black dress today. I can just leave my blazer here in the office after work.

I could hear my ringing tone blasting from the other end of the room, how far did I drop it last night? It was Nathan who was calling me, I frowned as my eyes combated the caller ID, and I was unable to answer the phone call. I remember Travis said something about Guillotine, if I remember correctly, Guillotine is the author of the book Valentine’s Day. I picked up my phone and surfed through the internet. “Valentine’s Day,” I said aloud as I typed it into the search bar, it took a few seconds to load, and when the information came. “February 14, is also known as Valentine’s Day.”

We have a dinner to attend, and luckily it is at the same venue as my contract job. It's Valentine's Day. On Valentine's Day, humans spend quality time with their loved ones. Back at the pack, it was a day when there was no boundary between the royal blood and the commoners in the pack. The Alpha and Luna would usually dine and give out gifts to the poor omegas or the disabled in the pack. It was a day my parents would show kindness to their subjects, and it was an act I so admired back then.