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"Our lives back in the country was nothing sort of quiet but of course we're going back, Alaric. Definately. There's no way I'm staying here a second longer than I have to. I miss our house. I miss the neighbors who don't try to kidnap me. I miss a life that actually makes sense." Jace watched us for a moment, his usual mask of cold calculation softening into something surprisingly human. He let out a low laugh, shaking his head at our bantering. "You two are truly something else. Turning down the family legacy like it’s a bad piece of fruit." “Because it is. And I don't want my sense of taste to be destroyed. I'm not as fancy as any of you.” He stepped forward, and before I could react, he

And yet he turned and looked right at Jace. “You’re the new one,” Elias said. “Yes, Alpha,” Jace answered, nervously. “What’s your name?” “Jace Lacewood.” Elias stepped closer. The Alpha Elias people heard stories and rumors of. “You smell like something I haven’t felt in years,” Elias said. Jace didn’t know what to say to that. He looked down at his hands, trembling. Elias moved closer, his hands slowly reaching out to touch him. "Don't move, little wolf."

And then the doors slam open. Gasps ripple through the crowd. Heads turn and my blood runs cold. Jace. He stumbles in, leather jacket hanging off one shoulder, a bottle of wine in his hand. His hair is messy, his eyes wild, and the smirk on his face screams trouble. “Congratulations!” His voice is loud and mocking, filling the entire hall. He raises the bottle like it’s a toast. “To the lovely couple. May your marriage be blessed with—” he sways on his feet, laughing bitterly, “—long, long years of happiness.”

“Jace Harrington?” “Yes….. Like… hitting on me as Spicy or as Sabrina in school?” I asked. “Of course, as Spicy. I know you guys are cat and mouse in school.” “He’s the rat in this case, because I’ll keep hunting him… and that so-called fiancée, Alice.” “I hear his father is a major financier at Wexford too. That’s why he has an edge in school.” “Trust me, Bree. Yes, he’s rich, but grades? Politics doesn’t touch that. Jace isn’t as sharp academically as people think,” I said, eyes fixed on the flashes of the Harrington Wellness & Sports Complex on the screen.

I pushed it towards him. “Werewolf movie.” “How do you know?” Adams questioned, the more skeptical one of us. Jace scoffed, “Do you think I’d go through an audition without knowing what the film is?” “His script, what’s in it?” Adams asked me. “Nothing major, three sentences…” “They’re going to choose actors with that?” “They could have a star spotter, like Bowen.” Jace added. “He hasn’t produced or directed anything in years- his appearance is as coveted as much as big foot. There was no way he could be on this project.”

He wasn't thrilled about being filed away under "just friends." Deep down, he knew the type of guys she went for, the wild, exciting ones. He was just an ordinary kid who spent his days covered in paint. Why would she want anything more with him? He nodded anyway, swallowing his disappointment. Who was he kidding? He didn't stand a chance. ******** When morning finally came, Jace dropped Isabella off and drove back to his place. Walking into the living room, he found Jade crashed on the couch. She was still wearing his oversized clothes and the wig.

I came down the stairs and Jace was standing in the foyer in a black suit with his hair actually styled for once and a look on his face when he saw me that made me feel‚ for the first time in days‚ like maybe I wasn't as broken as I thought. "Wow‚" he said. “Beautiful…” "You clean up nice‚ Thornton‚" I said. "You look... I don't even have a word. You look incredible‚ Aria." My mom was practically vibrating next to him. "Doesn't she? That dress was made for her. And Jace‚ tell me about your family. Aria mentioned your father is a warrior?" "Yes‚ Luna Diane. He's a senior warrior in the Silvercrest Pack‚ been serving about fifteen years now. My mom runs the pack's medical center."

One suitor, in particular, caught her eye - Jace Sullivan, the son of Liam Sullivan and Natalie Sullivan. Jace Sullivan was a mysterious figure at school. Handsome and silent, he commanded attention wherever he went. It was evident that he had inherited his father's wealth and charm. However, Jace kept to himself and showed no interest in the typical pursuits of his peers. He was neither interested in girls nor boys, preferring to live his life without complications. Jace's enigmatic demeanor only served to intensify Tracey's infatuation with him.

Neither of them knew what would happen to them after they blacked out from the hit of strong force. Jace is stressed as all hell. Someone requested a drug to make them smart again. This potion required a lot of to much power and a complex thing that demanded silence and no one near him. He doesn't notice the front door open or the shift in his security. He doesn't notice footsteps coming toward his office. He does notice his door open and it startles him. Without being able to control himself or his stick that is flowing from his hands, Jace turns towards the open door and accidentally strikes Type and Man with his stick. All color drains from the man face as he stops everything and runs to