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Justin frowned, "I just wanna know who the special one to win your heart is." Leo stopped once again and turned to look at Justin. "Look, nobody has won my heart. There's just... someone who I'm trying to understand, okay? No feelings or any of that bullshit. Now, let it go." Leo then walked away as Justin kept yelling behind him, "In-denial! You're crushing."

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First, we needed to get her home and safe. “Since when has that Asshat ever been helpful or given us any information?” I asked exasperated. The Alpha of the Margam territory, Jeremy Lewis was enough of a Bell end that he actually introduced himself the people as Alpha Jezz. Jezz? What the hell kind of grown man wants to be called the nickname he was clearly given by his high school rugby team?

Jake Jake walked to his truck, his hand rubbing absently at the old wound on his left shoulder, his football days rough and still wearing on him years later. He hated that he'd never actually made it by the newspaper earlier, the day getting far too busy due to a few fights and having to talk with the fire department guys about taking his on-call shift on Saturday and Sunday. Getting in his truck, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes for a moment. The sudden rapping of knuckles on his window caused him to jump. He smiled and started the truck, rolling down the window to talk with the pretty fifth grade math teacher who'd just joined them.

And of course there’s the pride I feel every time I climb a flight of stairs and get to my destination without hyperventilating like the world is running out of oxygen. We run for about thirty minutes before circling back. We have slowed down to a jog when Jude’s phone rings. It’s Jade’s ringtone. Jude removes his phone from his armband and receives the call, slowing down to a walk. “Hey…okay…you can come by anytime... It’s fine, really... Okay.” He hangs up and sighs. I give him a curious glance. “What is it?” “Jade needs a place to stay for a few days. Is it okay if she stays with us?”

He came towards her quickly and bowed down a bit. “Khamma Ghani”. Means hello in Jaipur. Not knowing what to say in return Minerva replied with a hello. The boy looked at her daughter in a glittering eye. She is Myra, my daughter. Minerva introduced her daughter to that boy who was none but Arjun today. When she was waiting for Rana to show up in the meantime Arjun took Myra’s hand and lead her to the garden to play. He was quite fond of her. Seems like he found her lovely sister. Before Rana came out from AndarMahal, a woman with her six months pregnant belly arrived before Minerva. She looked quite chubby and was draped in traditional Indian wear. Minerva looked carefully and extended her

Gaz gulped the wine, feeling a little better for the alcohol seeping into his blood stream. “Well,” Jory took the now empty glass, “let me make you feel better.” He stood on his tiptoes to deliver a kiss. Oemales were usually smaller than both Vermales and Males. Jory was about 6’ 5” with jet black hair and eyes that were like hammered iron flecked with copper. He was easy company, not just in the bedroom but generally.

Will it also obey? “My name is Jidennaya. Son of Maduka. Son of Obi, of the tribe of Obigwe and from the clan of Obigwenigwe.” “Good,” the King nodded as if impressed by his boldness. “Are you a girl or a boy?” What? Of all the questions to ask me? Ah, when will this drama end? Jide rolled his eyes. “I am a boy and will be an adult soon.” “Interesting.” The King nodded and stroked his mustache, “So tell me, Jidennaya. Have you ever seen wars before?”