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“Miss Griffin, that’s a lot of calls. Do you want me to wait while you reply to them?” “No need. They’re nothing important,” I replied casually, my tone indifferent. Once we were on the road, he asked, “Miss Griffin, is this your first time here? Do you want to go anywhere before work starts? You don’t officially begin until the day after tomorrow. I can show you around.” “Yes, this is my first time here,” I said as I gazed out the window at the passing scenery. Suddenly, my phone rang again, the sharp sound filling the quiet car.

I muttered, “is a soul sucking, time taking, youth draining capitalist overlord who deserves a slow, painful death.” I pulled out a notebook and crossed off today’s task. Step Three: Survive the First Day. Check. I stared at the blank page beneath it. Step Four: Make him pay. And tomorrow, I’d get started.

Callie said. "Let's grab a bite first."

“I did tell him to excuse me. He was too stuck up to let me go!” “Argh!” I grunted. I had done a lot tonight, way too much even. I needed to fix everything, but I did not know where to start. “Why not take the first step?” Selene suggested. I fought against that thought and idea. “I mean take the first step. Get out of bed.” “Oh, right!” I said in realization. I walked out of my room and started listing my priorities. “First, apologize to Xavier… he is the alpha and boss, your priority after all,” I said aloud. “Then you apologize to Luca…”

“Focus on the now. Focus on getting the Bright Waters. That’s what matters. Everything else can wait.” I nod, though the doubts still linger at the edges of my mind. But Permiton is right. I can’t afford to worry about what might happen. Right now, I need to focus on the task at hand. We need to save my mother. We need to get the Bright Waters, and that’s all that matters. With a deep breath, I push myself to my feet. “We should get going,” I say, trying to shake off the exhaustion. “The barrier will hold while we’re gone.”

Stop overthinking and start paying attention to the small details. My first date!

I wink. Inhaling a breath, I shut the door and head inside Quinn's house. Ice cream first. Pity party second. Anti-male chick-flicks third. ***

Emma Pov Early the next day Mrs Daniel delivered a message along with a fresh pair of flats, denim jeans and a black hoodie per my request I made the night before. Nicholas had suggested that we have breakfast before we departed. I brushed my hair into a messy curly pony, whatever that is, and then left the room looking at my ass for the final time. Descending the stairs Nicholas stood at the bottom with his phone to his ear. "I got the report so I am aware of what took place. That matter would be gone before the day finishes. You know my tolerance for bullshit is low. I have a separate, delicate matter to deal with." He looked up at me with a grin and hung up the phone.

He trusted them enough that he thought that his help wouldn’t be needed anyway. And he was right­—about the plan part, the part about trust still had to be discovered by the flock cover in their shimmering plumage­—because the moment they read the news, they were already done with their chirps of briefing; they just had to improvise a few. The first one to leave was Von. “Are you sure you’re up for this? I don’t want to force you.” “Let’s see: easy, leisurely, and would give me time to grieve and seek justice—sounds like it checks all my boxes.”

Love is love, whatever the race, or the color or the gender. A sudden knock on my door brought me back to reality. "Come in." "I take that you didn't sleep much last night." "I'm sorry Mom, I know. I promised. But I just couldn't hold it much longer. This could end all of our problems, without people tracking me, we could live a normal life, in here. We could sleep not fearing for trackers to arrive and find us." "Oh sweetie, I know how you desperately want a normal life. But we, we are never going to be normal, we are different. And sometimes different is good."