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He surfs whenever he has the chance to get to the beach, and, as Blake mentioned, he is a self-proclaimed cookie connoisseur. Since the app maintains anonymity until you go on a date, to make sure matches aren’t made on looks alone, there is no picture of him, and it doesn’t say what pack he is from. But, there are only three packs in the area, so that means the only options are Silver Ridge, Amber Forest, or Crescent Lake. His username has ‘beta’ in it, so that rules Silver Ridge out, because Dawson doesn’t fit the description at all. And I know from gossip around the pack, the beta in Crescent Lake is not the type to fill out a dating profile. So it must be the Amber Forest beta.

“I’m white, she’s black, you saw it. Let me go. I’ll give money. My mom is Sofia Clarke, owner of Empowear. She’ll pay any amount. Any.” The bald guy looked at me like I was a talking insect. “It’s not about money, bitch. It’s about respect.” I closed my eyes for a second. Took a deep breath. Tried to think clearly, and then came the doubt that wouldn’t shut up. How did they mix us up so bad? Raina and I have NOTHING in common physically. My hair is wavy bronze-blonde and hers is curly black. Light skin versus dark skin. Height, body, everything different. Even drunk I knew that. It didn’t make sense.

a black dress and a matching black hat. _Is been a while I applied makeup still surprised it looks good on me_

Xavia could not help but scroll to the top as she clicked on his profile picture. It was a regular photo that was similar to a passport photo. He was wearing a white shirt, and he had neat and short hair. He looked incomparably distinct and manly, with clear and upright eyes.

He had on a black Maree Noire tee and tan long pants on while a simple silver chain hung from his neck with a silver ring on it with a swirl like band hanging in the centre as he leaned over. He uploaded the pictures to his MyGram account that didn’t have many followers with the caption: Spent a full weekend with him~ <3 <3 <3 #Annoying as fuck! But missing you already! #handsome #sexy #dangerous #drop_dead_gorgeous #SexGod #tattoos #inked_up #deathbyAlpha #drool #deadserious #husbandmaterial #Cyro #Corbin #Silver and tagged the following random accounts along Corbin’s body @Fuck @The @hell @off @bitch.

We get stopped by almost everyone, them congratulating the both of us. "Man you didn't tell me you were engaged!" A guy, around Leon's age stops the both of us. Leon unwraps his arm from around me and does a little bro hug with the guy. He pulls away and puts his arm back around my waist. "Oh I'm Grayson Black." He isn't a bad looking guy either. His light brown hair is spiked up in the front with gel, a stubble that is similar to Leon's, and baby blue eyes.

I replied, lifting my hand to my forehead, blocking the sun from my eyes. He fidgeted with his dark black cuff. He really had this goth/grunge look complete. Black shirt with some red skull, black skinny jeans with some tears, nearly knee-high lace-up boots, and what looked to be a black leather cuff on one wrist. It was such a surprising look for this sturdy framed redhead with freckles on his face and arms. It was like trying to wrap the sun in a black hole. Look at me, thinking of space - Levi would be proud. After a long awkward moment, Ally cut in, “I’m Ally.” She waved in some measly attempt to control the awkwardness. Bless that girl.

'What did I get myself into? Anyone who looks at Trisha and Jonathan together can't deny that these two are like day and night. Jonathan always wears black and occasionally white or gray, oversized clothes with intimidating stomper boots, while his face is always emotionless and his sharp gaze prevents you from approaching him. Trisha, on the other side, wears all kinds of colors, especially pink—it's her favorite—except black, tight crop tops, and ripped jeans, and she's always shining, a bright smile on her face along with soft honey eyes. They couldn't be more different, yes, yet they complete each other. Trisha likes to think of them as the sun and moon duo.

When I'm training to become the best warrior in the kingdom, I tie it back, and I feel like a fierce warrior, ready to take on any challenge that comes my way! Luckily my annoying little sister had disappeared when I finally emerged from my bedroom dressed in black shorts and a black top, along with my black trainers. Yeah, black is my favourite colour, the same as my wolf, Indie. She is beautiful with black fur and a white patch on the left ear. Indie hates how against having a mate I am, but she will get over it. We are the best on the training team, and I want to keep it that way.

"I'm not really a fan of pictures." "But these look great. It would be a waste if we didn't have any memories of it. Come on, just one." I sighed, then smiled lightly. "Fine." Memories don't sound too bad. When White moved closer to me to take the picture, I saw the colors of the facepaint from his phone. It was a mixture of light blue and white, with some shades of grey. They really looked like waves. When White took the picture, I saw myself smiling. I was surprised at myself, but I was happy to see myself smiling normally.