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For all they cared, a scrawny-armed Omega could’ve taken charge and they would have followed their lead. Despite her nonchalance and, oftentimes, her outright disrespect, Atticus found that he liked Freya. Lily was the only other person that had ever fought him on anything, but where she had been a burning flame, her emotions gleaming in her wide brown eyes, Freya was as hard and cold as ice.

The McKinnons had invited a few investors and rich people over for a typical rich people small gathering. I could tell Mr. McKinnon was upset at the fact that I wasn’t in the kitchen like the other women of the house, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to let some old piece of shit tell me how I am supposed to behave. I looked around for Joseph, but I couldn’t see him anywhere. I miss my home, Judith, and Mom. “Mary! I want you to meet Fiona. She is one of our company’s finest workers,” Joshua said as he chuckled a little with his hand on her back.

Gallagher, I hope this message reaches you in good spirits. My name is Catriona Agreste, and I am a newly admitted attorney working in corporate strategy. Your legal thrillers have become an absolute lifeline for me during long, grueling nights preparing briefs and navigating the complicated power dynamics of high-stakes environments. The way you portray the emotional and professional toll on women who dare to challenge entrenched systems is breathtakingly authentic and deeply resonant.

And I, personally, would rather launch myself into the ocean. “Stop looking like you’re walking toward your execution,” my sister, Freya, mutters beside me. Of course Freya sounds relaxed. She probably shifts in her sleep just to show off. I love my sister. I really do. But unfortunately, she was also handcrafted by the goddess specifically to make me feel like a potato. Freya Thornwood is petite with dark curls and blue eyes, Beta-ranked, gorgeous without trying, and terrifyingly competent. She’s the kind of woman who can pin a grown wolf twice her size during sparring and still look pretty afterward.

She was involved in Tristan’s accident four years ago, so now that she had run out of options, she probably would contact her accomplices. Two days later, at the library… Daisie and Freyja sat next to the window. One of them was getting ready for AP class while the other was scribbling in the notebook. Daisie looked up at Freyja, who had chosen the Drama, Theatre, and Film course. If it weren’t because she had found the sockpuppet that Freyja was hiding, she wouldn’t have believed that Freyja was the author of the novel “More than Friends.”

She forgot the journalists’ questions and grabbed my still‑healing arm. The wound reopened under her pull, and drops of blood fell to the floor. “Joseph, how could you be so despicable? You know Derek is innocent, yet you bribed reporters and hired online trolls. Do you want to ruin his reputation?” Her grip tightened around my wrist with great force. A sharp cracking sound followed. Pain washed over me, and a faint taste of blood filled my mouth. Derek pulled her away and acted generous. “Jaime, it’s alright. I believe Joseph wouldn’t do that.”

he asks. Getting frustrated myself, I am now feeling a little more assertive. I’ve tried the soft approach but now it’s time for some tough love. “Louise Adams is six months shy of her 20th birthday, she has an uncanny similarity to you … in fact she could be your daughter and my sister,” I say to him.

—Yes, wonderfully, Santiago is a great man. -Santiago? - Luciana asked in a whisper, when Irina was going to answer the two men arrived. —I think we can go now, Santi has arrived. — Said Saúl who at that moment looked from him to Luciana — Lu, meet my best friend Santiago O'Brien. — And then he turned to his friend — and I present to you Luciana Brown, Irina's best friend. — They both looked at each other surprised, Santiago couldn't help but look at her from top to bottom with her gaze.

the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm. The tall one- Theo, I think? - turns his attention to Reid, his mouth set in a frown. “Hey Reid, did you hear what our girls have planned for tonight?” ‘Our girls’. Something about the way that sounds makes my heart squeeze. “No?” Reid replies slowly, looking down at me and raising a brow in question. “Theo, don’t be a douche,” Quinn scolds, rolling her eyes. I recall Reid mentioning that the sister of one of the alphas was mated to another, and seeing Quinn beside Theo, the pieces to the puzzle click together, the family resemblance apparent.

I tapped explore and the first thing that came to my mind to search for was Faryah. She was using Faryah Mustapha Edwards now. She was easy to find. She didn't have any posts and her followers weren't that bad. 10k. Cool. I looked at the photos she was tagged in and my heart sank as I looked at her pictures in African wears. She was so beautiful. There were different photos here, with she and her family and my daughter. My Najmah. There were some with the Khalifa guy, their pictures pained my body, heart and soul. No one could deny that they honestly looked very good together and here I was on the side-line.