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Several Weeks Later Jasper slowly eased his body onto its side. Mimicking sleep, he intently listened to the conversation between a young woman named, Cora, and the old nurse he’d heard called both Bess and Smithfield. He’d assumed that her true name was Elizabeth Smithfield with Bess being the nick name for Elizabeth, but names were funny things. He’d noticed the increasing pattern of nick names or abbreviated names being given to children at birth by parents wanting to be different. Therefore, he could have been incorrect on that assumption.

The wolves moved as one running into the forest. I found Adrian in the library, sitting down with his nose in a book. Looking completely engrossed I almost hated to interrupt him. Celestria, on the other hand, had no problems interrupting him. “Oh look, it can read! And here I thought all you could do is suck blood and look all broody.” She said in her most kid sister bratty voice. “Har har, I’m surprised you know what a book is.” As entertaining as this, I knew I had to intervene before it got worse. “Adrian.” Getting his attention-holding my hand out to a giggling Nefertari. “I need you to train Nefertari on how to use the wolves for protection. Seeing how you can turn into one, you can he

I tossed it back into the drawer and chose the other by default. "The beginning of the end" I read out from the cover, then paused it think about it for a second "Hmm...interesting" I said, flipping through to the first chapter. Uninterrupted, I finished the first chapter in minutes but somewhere in the middle of the second, Caleb brought me dinner. I ate to my fill and lay down supine, meditating on the unfolding storyline.

He took Elara’s tiny, sticky hand, guided a pencil into her fist, and helped her make a single, wobbly, triumphant mark on the paper. It was a smudge. A scribble. A beginning. “There,” he said softly. “Chapter One.” The Keeper’s Almanac, Volume One, was complete. Its story was one of defense, of repair, of quiet joy. Volume Two had just begun with a baby’ first mark. Its story was yet to be told, but it would be written in rolling over, in first steps, in the wide-eyed wonder of a child growing up in a world that had been fiercely, lovingly kept for her.

Note To All My Readers, I would like to apologise for the problems with this book, they were not intentional mistakes but I understand your frustrations. As a result of your feedback, I have completely rewritten the book and can assure you no chapters are repeated and there are now additional chapters for your pleasure. I hope you can now enjoy the book fully and I thank you for your continuing support. Chapter One

He began the city library section in March. He began it differently than he had begun any previous section. He began not with the wall but with the reader. He drew the reader first — the attending person, the figure at the reading desk, the body in the posture of the deep reading. He drew the figure in pencil at the centre of the cartridge paper before drawing any wall or window or floor.

I heaved a sigh and said, "I'm not in the mood to go. I'm tired, my body wants rest. Besides, brilliant people tend to be lazy because they would rather spend much time thinking than doing." It won't hurt to try again. She might had a change of heart and allow me to skip class instead. A day of felicity it will be, I got to miss seeing my classmates. My eyelashes batted dally, as if a weight was being added to it. I'm drowsy. It was already one in the morning when I rested my eyes from reading. The book Selfish Gene written by Richard Dawkins caught my attention. It was a hobby of mine to read good books. A day wouldn't be complete with out it. I had borrowed almost everything at the library

Dear Amazing Readers, First, I just want to say thank you. Not just a simple thank you, but a deep, heartfelt thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for choosing to read The Alpha’s Girl. Thank you for opening the very first chapter and giving this story a chance. Thank you for staying through the twists, the heartbreaks, the romance, the struggles, the victories, and every emotional moment in between. Whether you have been here since the very beginning or joined along the way, you are part of this journey.

I tucked my legs beneath me and flipped the first page open. “Ready?” I asked. He nodded. “Hit me with the magic.” I began to read aloud, my voice filling the quiet corners of the room. “The Black Wolf,” I read, “Chapter One: The Full Moon's Birthday.” Julien leaned in slightly, his expression focused, his lips curving in that small, appreciative smile that always made my chest ache a little. Two pages in, tragedy struck the main character, and I felt my own throat tighten. Julien groaned softly. “I feel like this is going to be an emotional rollercoaster.”

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