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he demanded, his voice laced with anger. Sabrina's face broke into a grin, but to my shock, she transformed into an unfamiliar woman. She was striking, with black eyeliner accentuating her midnight-black eyes and black lipstick on her lips. Her white hair cascaded like snow, and she wore a black corset dress that added to her enigmatic allure. Her sharp, black nails gleamed menacingly.

I questioned rubbing my arms. “Hmm, Why not stop thinking and just do?" he said making me raise my eyebrow at his words. "What I'm trying to say is, you just have to do and be the best queen you can be, never let anyone tell you anything to put you down, you are no longer Noella of the shadow pack, you are now Noella Cindy James, Rouge Queen and alpha of this pack.” He stated. I smiled at that, Noella, Rouge Queen and alpha. That was right. I'm not the same me I was before, I'm me now.

No, this was punishment, and this time, she was going to have it. “Come on,” I said, stepping forward and grabbing her by her stupid little pigtails, that she liked to do her fake black hair into. She was a natural redhead, a little darker than myself, but she would dye her hair black, because she thought it was cooler. Like that tattoo on her arm, like her whole attitude.

No blood. Her hair, which she remembered as tangled and sticky with sweat, lay neatly around her shoulders, long and silvery, spread like a waterfall across the pillows. Wait. Silvery? Luna’s hair was black. She grabbed a handful of it and stared, breath trembling. The strands sparkled faintly like moonlight caught in ice. “This isn’t mine,“ she whispered. “This isn’t me.” “I wouldn’t move too quickly, Princess Alessia.” The sudden voice made her gasp.

Was slightly anxious about it,but he assured me, like he always does, “You are just too amazing, Sophia.” As those words dropped from his mouth, the wind yet again blew past me. That’s when I saw my hair. I collected a strand of it with my fingers, and it was no longer midnight black. It wasn’t even the color of my fur, as it was blonde. With some strands of black left. There was even a silver-white lump of it. I looked at him, and Jacob touched them as well. Uncle Frank smiled at us as he declared and bellowed, “Let us greet Blood Moon’s Alpha and Luna!”

Lorcan said “What? Why? Is there something wrong?” Alex asked with concern in his voice I didn’t talk, I stood up and ran to get to her room, I slowly opened her door, the Luna was there, Alice I think was her name, then her mom and my mom was too, and the beta’s mate. “What’s wrong?” I asked my mom “Her hair, is pure black and when we came here, her hair is now, well….that” My mom said pointing at her

"She's the owner and a friend of mine." I mouthed "ahh" and look politely at Midnight. She smile so brightly like her hair. It's weird. Her hair matches the theme of her cafè. Serenity and rose quartz. "You find my hair weird?" She ask and I immediately shake my head. "Nope. Haha. I find it amazing and I think black and white hair suits you better." I bite my lip when I saw her smirk. Midnight wink at me before putting a menu book in the table. "I already use that color and I absolutely love it but I only dye my hair black and white when I need to kill someone." And then she wink again while I pale.

And cut. I don't cry. I don't hesitate. This hair was the hair Aureliano stroked. This was the hair Spadino buried his face in. This was the hair Ciro held when he fucked me. It has to go. When I am done, my hair is a jagged, chin-length bob. It looks rough. Angry. I take out the box of hair dye. Jet Black. I mix it in the sink. The chemical smell burns my nose. I slap the black sludge onto my head, rubbing it into my scalp until it stains my skin.

Four pairs of eyes glare at me, there is pin-drop silence, and we all look at each other and start laughing. Raven's teeth are red because of the food colouring I added to her toothbrush. Blake has his phone in hand that is completely covered in elastic bands and, both Reed and Ryder have black hair. My prank is a success. “Kiara, my hair is black” Reed whines, and I shrug. He looks hot, with black hair. It gives you the whole bad boy vibe, but his body should be pink. I wonder what happened? and Reed answers for me.

And if at first I considered all her instructions unnecessary, and kicked away from them, then over time I nevertheless realized that she was right. And now, having finished with the nails and reseeding in the hairdressing chair, I remembered one of her remarks. She once suggested that I add black to my hair. Why not? Beast, what do you think? We will dilute my hair with your suit? The she-wolf nodded in agreement, narrowing her green eyes, waiting for the result. And waited! Together with the guards, who were pretty exhausted by me, I returned home with black strands in my blond hair. Wonderful! The beast also liked the changes, and, having tuned in a playful way, she dragged a hairdressing