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Chapter 8 Who Else? Now that Colin knew I was working for Greenwald, I didn’t have to hide any of my books or keep my thoughts to myself. He still grumbled, but he’d accepted—for the moment—that trying to come up with something to give the asshole to get him off our backs was the best option. So when we’d gotten home and scarfed our giant sub sandwiches, I spread all the books out on the table and got back to work. I made notes while Colin stepped outside and called his pack council; I hunted down references while he flopped on the couch and read the news.

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Just for that brief moment, life was perfect, and there was no other place Holly would rather be. "Anyway," Colleen continued, her eyes still bright amusement. "Remember the Heard vs Depp trial? Your sister was obsessed with it. She watched it religiously, and I think that's where her fear of poop on the bed comes from." "Oh goodness, tell me you have nice life problems without telling me you have nice life problems!" Holly said, rolling her eyes at Colleen, and when their gazes clashed, they burst into easy, unrestrained laughter, cackling their heads off at Willow's strange obsessions.

I stopped by the library to get a book first, before I made my way to the garden. The pool not so far from it called my name, though, but I really didn't want to add fuel to the fire. I stayed put in a hidden corner, always glancing behind me to be sure not even Knox could see me from his room. Hours passed with me feeling slightly alive… and the book by Colleen Hoover… I wouldn't lie, she worsened my emotional state in the best way. I could now cry and reflect deeply on everything. Knox was angry and he had the right to be. I was stupid and now I was paying the price. Christopher was a monster with no shroud of humanity and I got what I got for playing with a monster.

Eyes being ripped out of enemies, teeths being plugged out of betrayers. "Are you okay?" Mr Peterson asked again. "I got into an accident while I was a little girl." I lied, forcing a smile. "Oh! That must have really hurt?" he said, I could notice the disbelief in his eyes. I silently prayed he doesn't ask anymore questions. "Colleen finally slept." he whispered, moving towards his daughter's and giving her a kiss on her chubby cheeks. I breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's go get a glass of chilled lemonade, you can even read some books. I have all Colleen Hoover's book in the library." he added. "Sure, anything that will keep me occupied." I replied. ******

And the tremors in her hands kept returning. She didn’t want him to see either. So she hid. Kael did not appreciate being avoided. Not one bit. By the third day, pack members kept giving her looks. “Alpha’s not in a good mood,” one whispered. “He’s been looking for you,” another murmured. “He’s… tense,” someone added politely, which she knew meant one growl away from killing someone. Eira pretended she didn’t hear. She spent her evenings in the infirmary, pretending the samples in front of her held her full attention. But her mind kept circling back, again and again, to Laura.

That’s one thing I can be happy about. I snatch the letter out his hands and crash back into the bottom bunk. I open it, thinking the whole time, who the fuck is Miranda Harris and what does she want from me? Dear Joel, I came across your cousin’s post online that you were wanting a penpal and since I’m also twenty-eight years old, know your cousin, and like to write letters, I thought I would send one along in case you really were wanting to write to someone. I met your cousin in an art class and I also saw some of your paintings on her post. You are very talented. I imagine you would love the view of the mountains and even the wildlife that I have here in Alaska. Have you been here? To

he said, holding his arm and laughing. "I love Colleen Hoover. I've read all her books." I said "You haven't," he teased. "Try me," I challenged. “All your perfects?" “Why not?" I asked proudly "November 9?" "Oh, please, that was one of my first," I said with a dismissive wave of my hand. "Ugly Love?" he asked. "I finished that in a day," I replied. "Okay, now you're just showing off," he said, and we both started laughing.

she sneered. So, Colleen read the entire book which only got her provoked because, to round it off, the novel didn't have a happy ending. And that is putting it mildly. Yup, she thought again. The author was definitely speaking to me, taunting and haunting me with that very spectacular writing. By the early hours of the afternoon, she got a weird text message from Liz saying that a Sunday surprise awaited her. Let me tell you everything that was wrong with this text.