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I don't have any pending assignments right now, so I thought I'd read a story on the Good Novel app first. Ever since I couldn't buy physical books anymore, I started reading different stories about fantasy and romance on this app. At least I'm having fun, especially when I'm stressed out over school work and other stuff. I'm reading Miss Thinz's story Her Ruthless Alpha because I love Erdy and Zerra's story. I hope I can find a man like Erdy. They're not just handsome and rich, but they're also really loving and caring. But those kinds of men can only exist in novels.

I breathed, hanging my head low. "Your mate will love you even if you look like a mad woman. You are like a diamond covered in dirt. Remember how charming you were. Nothing changed. That beauty is still there, I swear!" Sienna, my wolf, soothed, and I felt like she sparked a light inside me. "Really?" I beamed. "Oh, yes, baby girl. Well, we might not even meet any mate out there, but the most important thing is to have a taste of freedom!" She squealed, and I laughed happily.

James sat in his grandmother's cozy living room, listening intently as she read him the stories of Eli, the vampire who had faced insurmountable odds and emerged victorious through sheer determination and the power of love. James had always loved hearing these stories, but today they held a special meaning for him.

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Three years ago, there were vacations, beach pictures, birthday dinners, hiking trails. Someone appeared beside him over and over again. He was tall with brown hair and an easy smile. He was in dozens of photos. I clicked one. It was an image of the man kissing Adrian’s cheek as they sat on the beach. The caption underneath read: “Couldn’t imagine doing this with anyone else.” I blinked. That didn’t seem innocent. Or a platonic relationship. Anger welled in me the longer I stared at the image. I swear, if Adrian had a boyfriend…

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Always? In other words, did I really shut the door on what could happen between me and Jameson? Or have I left it wide open…for further exploration? Not romance—I’ve already deemed that a nonstarter. But… Goddamn, I really want him to kiss me. And I want his hands all over my body. And I do want to feel him thrusting into me, pushing deeper and deeper until I can’t take anymore of him. Until I shatter. So packing up Ria and seeing her off to Ohio might be a different kind of liberation. For with her, goes my biggest external worry/conflict/obligation. Perhaps my one moral qualm, as well.

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