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The day of the town hall meeting came. I was fully dressed in my African Ankara gown which covered the sole of my feet. I covered my hair with a veil and wore my favorite flat shoes on. I was nervous, excited and hopeful. My mother came from behind sprinkling water all over me. "What's that for? " I screamed while dodging the water droplets. "It's holy water. From church. Blessed by the Reverend. " she said. ", Okay you should have told me and given me some to minister to myself rather than raining on me. " I said while laughing. 'You need to be fortified. " she said about to resume the sprinkling. I smiled and told her "This is no spiritual battle. " "We can't take chances. " she maintained

Chapter 60 As the sun falls into the horizon, the people, or should I say the werewolves, of the town of Dusk and Dawn starts to gather at our place. Tonight the alpha’s madness will end. Tonight, everything will be more normal and free. No more threats and darkness. Only good, light, and life.

Dawn grumbled after she finished setting the table with food. She had dinner with her mom and Mina. Afterward, she walked around the neighborhood to let off some steam. She tried to call Mia, but her friend was on vacation with her family and wasn’t answering. As for Frank? He had been hooking up with a guy from the A&S Raptors and had been distracted ever since. Dawn decided to call Charlie, and once her friend picked up, she said, “Charlie, I need a friend right now.” ***

The Alpha, Dad, and the golden wolf team were waiting for us. The instant I got out of the car, Dawn ran towards me and hugged me so tightly that anyone watching would have thought we hadn't seen in months. I held her close as I inhaled her smell before she realized I was wet. 'Ouch. You are so drenched,' she said trying to get out of the embrace but I held on and chuckled. 'Exactly how I would want you to be when I have you tonight,' I whispered in her ears before letting go. 'You are so full of yourself. Who told you I would let that happen,' Dawn said feigning disgust. Her clothes were wet from the hug and her chiffon top was clinging to her skin.

The needle glided effortlessly over smooth caramel skin. Her thick thigh laid comfortably over the other; the bottom leg bent slightly. Soft legs turned into cute little feet. Manicured toes wiggled softly, nails painted a capri blue. A pink and blue floral sun dress was pulled up over wide hips, revealing powder blue laced underwear. Plump cleavage popped out of her black bra and dress. They rippled slightly as the tattoo gun continued it's work.

On it, someone had written with a childish scrawl: "Reconciliation Ticket." "You promised me, Shana, that no matter what I did wrong, you'd give me a chance when I showed this to you," he begged. "We've been by each other's side for 15 years, in love for eight years. Is everything so worthless to you that you can forget about it so easily?"

Her arms were bare, and the dress hugged her torso perfectly. “See? You are so beautiful!” Frank exclaimed. “Thomas is going to drop his jaw!” Mia declared. Charlie hugged Dawn and said, “He will love you.” Dawn smiled and shrugged. “I hope so!” As they exited her room to wait for Thomas, Taylor and Maxwell arrived after practice. They looked exhausted, but the second Maxwell spotted Dawn, his eyes lit up. “D-Dawn?” Maxwell asked, wide-eyed. “Yes, this is Dawn. Doesn’t she look hot?” Frank said, motioning to her. “She’s getting all dolled up for Thomas.”

Her words carried an obvious undertone. Jake looked at me, his expression complicated. His gaze dropped briefly to my clothes before he spoke, his voice tinged with disappointment. “Emma, this isn’t the kind of outfit you should be wearing. Did you rent it or borrow it?” As he spoke, he pulled out a card and held it out to me. “There are two hundred thousand dollars on here. After all, you’re the mother of my child. I can’t just stand and watch you go down the wrong path. I thought you were so decisive in leaving me because you had something better waiting for you, but I didn’t expect… this.”

Maybe some desperate part of her still hoped this was all a nightmare, that she'd wake up and find herself back in a world where mates actually loved each other. The crowd parted, and Damien strode through like a king approaching his throne. He wore all black, his powerful frame radiating the kind of authority that made wolves submit without question. Behind him walked Sophia, dressed in a flowing white dress that made her look like the Luna she was about to become. White. The colour of new beginnings. The colour Elena had worn on her wedding day. "We gather tonight under the blessing of the Moon Goddess," Elder Patricia began, her ancient voice carrying across the silent crowd. "To witness

The kitchen island turned into our own small feast. Dawn returned from the dining room with a pout. “Nothing this time.” “No luck?” I asked, though I already knew. She shook her head. “Sullivan’s gorgeous. Couldn’t be older than twenty-three. I really thought we might click.” Zina smirked. “He smiled at you.” Dawn’s mood lifted at once. “Right. Maybe I do have a chance. He’s staying three days.” Tina reminded us about breakfast at six-thirty sharp. Dawn and Zina left soon after, still buzzing about the night ahead.