It's Your Choice Reading Answers Novels & Stories

--- Outnumbered— --- Not just in bodies. --- In probability. --- In outcomes. --- In options. --- She exhaled slowly. --- Centering herself. --- Because panic— --- Would end this immediately. --- “You said you learned choice,” she said. --- A pause. --- “Then prove it.” --- The figures paused. --- Not stopped— --- But delayed. --- Processing. --- “Choice has been optimized,” they replied. --- Elena shook her head once. --- “No.” --- A beat. ---

"Say it again." "It means people are already forming opinions about you. Which one of us they think you should fear. Which one they think might be soft on you." His jaw worked, something ugly and possessive moving through his expression. "And I don't like the idea of anyone in this house — staff, my own brothers, anyone — deciding what you think of me before I've had the chance to decide it myself."

Meaning this place is only me; it's an excellent opportunity. 'If you think about running away, you'll die tonight.' Someone's cold voice suddenly appeared in my head, freezing all my actions. It was Elmer's voice, strangely enough. Shouldn't he have lost his mind and gone mad at this hour? Could he be a particular werewolf like me? But that is absurd; if Elmer had that ability, he would have researched himself to find a cure. He may be a brutal man, but he loves and is loyal to his pack; Elmer can do anything, even give his life for his people; that's all the rumors I hear from this man.

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"I'll buy her a glow stick later. Thank you. Now, go back to your parents, okay?" "Mister, you must have a baby girl with your wife. She'd be as pretty as her mom!" Jesse chuckled. "All right, I'll work on it." When he returned to Courtney's side, he half-jokingly suggested, "Babe, let's have a daughter." Courtney asked, "Do you really want kids?" "Actually, I prefer just the two of us. But don't most women want a child with the man they love?" "That's what M—"

It was several pages long. “What do you usually like?” the waiter asked and after a pause I realized he was looking at me. “Oh, I like reds,” I said, feeling slightly like I had to recover from my momentary hesitation. Jacob nodded, grinning at my awkwardness. “What’s your best red?” he asked.

I still needed to think clearly about this. I sighed, running a hand through my curls. "I can't promise that I'll give you the right answer... but I can promise to think about it." I looked up at them, slightly disturbed by how disgustingly similar their faces were.They had the same hopeful expression on their faces. "I hope that's enough."

I lowered my gaze, hiding what flickered in my eyes, and answered as calmly as I could, "Didn't your dad tell you? I've divorced him. I'm not your mom anymore. You won't have someone as useless as me around again." Claude panicked immediately, his voice breaking as he cried. "No! I only want you as my mom. I'm sorry. Can you forgive me? I'll only want you from now on." There was no way I felt nothing hearing that. But I had already chosen to leave. I wasn't turning back. I forced everything down and said quietly, "But Claude, I don't want you anymore. I don't want your dad, either." I hung up before he could say anything else.

When he saw me stop fighting, finally going still, he turned and walked away, satisfied. A sharp pinch twisted into my arm, and I slowly opened my eyes. "Katrina, why are you just sitting there? You've been ignoring us forever!" "Hayley was nice enough to suggest a rafting trip for the whole class, and you're over here with that attitude. You really think you're something, huh?" "I heard you messed up your answer sheet during the exam. Instead of owning it, now you're taking it out on us?" The complaints buzzed around me, and I froze.

Now I'll ruin you. I confirmed Patrick's handwriting. The blood hadn't even dried. My stomach turned over, and I almost vomited.