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After the heat thing, Twilight was supposed to completely turn down Alex because she felt bad about it. 28. To add to fact 28, Trey and Twilight were supposed to do the devil’s tango the first time they were at his cabin, but I thought it was a crappy move for her to sleep with Trey three days after hurting Alex. They were also supposed to hook up a few more times after that.

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

I was sleepy and wanted another round of deep sleep, but my wolf kept pushing me to the abandoned room. "Are you there, Celeste?", Freya asked "Shhh..." It was left ajar so I could make out a young lady making a call by the window. The lighting was really dim, so I could see from the red hair that it was my most hated person - Shantel. "Yes, father. Your beta came in place of you and he played along. They had no idea about the plan." "And what about Cassian? Is he happy that you both are back together?"

I had read one so I focused on the other. The text was faded but still readable since it was written in very dark ink. “When twin alphas are born under the bleeding moon, the balance will be tested. One of light, one of darkness. A special Lunar Child will emerge, marked by the moon herself. Her gift shall bind or break the pack.” Marked by the moon?

She was the insufferable daughter of Twilight Pack’s Beta. “Who the fuck are you?” I growled, pretending to not know her. She liked to be the centre of attention, so let’s take her down a notch. She blinked and gaped for a moment before quickly collecting herself. Throwing her long black hair behind her shoulder, she said, “It’s me, Demi. I’m the daughter of the Twilight Beta.” “I don’t care who you are,” I told her. “Nobody is allowed to talk badly about my date. Apologise right now.”

Now, she sat by the window, staring out at the dark clouds while raindrops slid down the glass like teardrops. Her voice broke softly into the silence. “What did we do wrong?” she whispered, her breath fogging the glass. “What are you all running from?” She clenched the book tighter. They hadn’t even exchanged numbers. Nothing. Taylor had searched the internet earlier, desperate for some sign—some clue. Only Salem and Orson had traceable profiles, though barely active. The Frost brothers? Nothing. No social handles. Just mentions of their pack business and titles. Cold, Distant, and Private.

He had no idea that the secret he wanted most to hide from me was already out in the open, nor did he realize that the Luna he swore he couldn't lose was already planning her escape. The rain started pouring on my way home. Suddenly, I remembered another rainy night when Rue decided to confess to Troy. She held out a single rose with trembling fingers, cheeks burning scarlet. "I like you, Troy." He tore that rose apart in front of everyone, ripping it petal by petal. "I'll only ever have one Luna in this life. Don't have any thoughts you shouldn't have. It disgusts me." That scene was so deeply etched in my mind that I never again believed the witch's prophecy. Now, those same hands that shr

I wished I could disappear and reappear in my own bed, so I could cry myself to sleep. Just then, I heard drunken voices and laughter from outside the door. Someone kicked open the door and staggered in, followed by a small crowd. I noticed Damon, two other Alphas’ sons, and five beta girls. “My, my!” A blonde with a figure I’d only seen on TV before said, pushing further in. “So, the chit believed she was your mate, did she? How stupid of her.” “But the bet’s not complete, Zac, not unless you marked her,” one of the Alphas’ sons said.

Seeing how much I liked him, Dad reached out to the Twilight pack to discuss an arranged marriage. But after I was abducted and my face temporarily disfigured in that fire, Easton had heartlessly broken off the engagement. It wasn't until I got engaged to Andre that Dad—hoping they'd value and cherish me—offered the Twilight pack a stream of trade deals. That was how the once insignificant Twilight pack rose to power so quickly. I knew the Twilight pack would neither give up those benefits easily, nor would they let me go without a fight. But I also wanted to make them regret everything they had done to hurt me.

"Don't tell me you're still angry about me walking out on you, Davina. You should have known that you were not enough to satisfy my ever hungering desires." Iran was been blunt. It was clear that he did not care about her feelings. "Iran, don't talk to her like that!" I shot at him. "No, Yulia. Let your mate's alter ego say all that Issa has been hiding away from me!" My next words stopped in my throat as I realised that Davina also wanted to get it all over with. "Your ambitions and mine could never align. You wanted a tool to control under the guise of love, Davina. . . You forgot that you could never control me. I am a Lycan!" He roared.