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I say and lay it out for him. “You’re sure?” “Positive. I’m so sorry, Yorick.” “I need to go.” “Call me if you need to talk,” I say. “Thanks, Wen. I may take you up on that.” I stare at the phone for a moment, then turn back to my computer. Me: Let’s find that alliance agreement. Hacker: Follow me, my little Padawan. I chuckle at the Star Wars reference. Me: Show me the way, Obi-Wan.

Kent, an Alpha, probably tired and under pressure of taking care of his clans. He probably doesn’t get to enjoy the simpler things in life like the sunsets. So this was why my sister Marianna was sauntering around in her room in an orange dress which reflected back golden light when she moved, because Marianna was right, I always knew what these werewolves liked. The dress was perfect. Marianna looked perfect. Kent won’t know what hit him. “Mother,” I lazily called. When she didn’t answer I yelled, “Mother, get your butt up here now!”

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

he went on. "But I am fine right," I mentioned as he frowned. "Roman, you really need to believe the fact that I can handle myself, if you can't keep interfering because of a little incident like this, I won't be able to work effectively," I explained. "Would it make it better if you join us?" I offered. "So your heart doesn't race up and down," I teased. "But you do not call off the fight, no matter what," I warned. "What about my work, I need to return to it?" He questioned.

At school, I had a nickname. They called me "Mister Wait-Your-Turn." I waited for the sneakers my brother had grown tired of, the backpack my sister thought was ugly, and the phones my parents had already cracked the screens of. Even when it came to taking a shower, I had to wait until everyone else was done. A week ago, Mom had promised me, "On the day of your college entrance exam, you won't have to wait your turn for the shower." So when I finally stumbled into the bathroom, drenched in sweat and smelling awful, I thought my turn had finally come. I was halfway through working up a lather when someone started pounding on the door. "Come out. Let your brother go in." My eyes stung,

“No, I don’t want something from you. Not like that.” “But I didn’t try to do anything.” “It’s what you thought I wanted to try and do.” I think of Yoda. “Do or do not. There is no try.” Susie doesn’t smile. So much for all his Star Wars jokes. “I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that,” he says instead. Suddenly I don’t like him so much.

Well, he didn’t sound like he was burning alive? Reluctantly, I side-eyed the flames which were gradually causing my body to heat up from its proximity. I didn’t have the courage to be disappointed, just yet at least. I trailed my eyes along the line of sparks, following its path to Nate. Only, just before his feet, the flames separated in opposite directions around Nate, before reconnecting behind him and forming a circle. Wait, I did it? It worked? He’s okay! “It worked baby! Goddess, we’re awesome.” Leia panted as she pranced around in my mind, wagging her tail.

"To be precise, he is the most overly-protective wolf in the multiverse." Scarlett floated down through the broken hull, stepping lightly onto the ruined deck. Dressed in her sleek, midnight-blue combat tunic, the First Weaver looked like a literal goddess of the cosmos. She casually spun her starlight brush in her fingers. "System Command: Revoke," Scarlett whispered. Instantly, every single high-tech Sanguine weapon in the throne room, including the glowing light-saber in Kassius's hand, flickered and died, permanently bricked by the Origin Code.

Another girl asked "If I can't use you, I can give you to my men or visitors when they come," Alpha Tristan said, and disgust washed over Leia's face "I don't know about the others, but I chose to work even though it takes my whole life, I would rather work than continue to be a toy to be used as anyone pleases," Leia said as Rebecca voiced out her opinion breaking the silence "Leia, don't be stupid. You can't work for that money, this is better, you stay," Rebecca said

“I wasn’t being nice because we are friends.” “Then what were you doing?” she asked, confused as she tried to get up, but his arm was there, locking her to him around her waist in the spot she was in. She couldn’t help it. She was overwhelmed by different emotions. She tried to focus, but even the stars weren’t calming her down. Nothing was working right for her now. She looked at him and started to feel the easing in her chest. That was odd. Knowing that it was the stars that did that, but now it was him.