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“Try to brush it off but it keeps on goin', Covered in scars and I can't help showin', whippin' in..” Post Malone, I let out a chuckle. She stops, and I hear her heart rate pick up. “Whippin' in the foreign and the tears keep blowin'” I finish the verse, Off-key, I am sure. She's quiet, it's quiet, the only sound being the shower running. With a swipe and a squeak, a set of emerald eyes locked onto me from a small cleared spot on the door. “Well Alpha, are you going to continue the concert from the cheap seats or jump in the mosh pit?”

“You would be dying for a good cause, “ he gripped my hand tighter, pulling me closer. “If Nikolas finds out what you’re doing, I will kill you myself.” He let me go, and I instinctively clutched my wrist in pain. He got up from the table after tucking the document I gave him inside the jacket of his coat. “Go on, Antonio. I would like to talk to Viola about women's business.” He left with a huff, leaving me with Mother. “Guess who I saw at the Cartier store the other day?” She asked. Without waiting me to answer, she did it for me, “Aurora Mancini.”

“It doesn’t work. People like him are weeds. You nip them at the bud or they infect the entire garden.” “You really need to start reading motivational quotes or something,” Noah said, rubbing his temples. “It’s called compromise. We live among humans now.” “Human laws are weak. Corrupt.” Noah was saved by a knock on the door. He sniffed. It was Jake, his best friend. And baked chicken wings? Jake walked in holding a basket. “Brought these for you.” “You’re a saint,” Noah said, already digging in once it got passed. “Want some?”

The door opens a while after, revealing an eleven-year-old boy in a black top and a matching pair of khaki trousers- Derek. “You look sad?” I ask, taking his backpack off his shoulders. “Didn’t you have fun with Scott?” “You’re late. Again,” he mutters, maintaining the annoyed look on his cute little face. “They had fun,” Sofia informs, joining us outside. “Thank you,” I smile. “And by the way, you look terrible.” I look at the blue short-sleeved gown I have on and can't help but agree with her. It has some stains here and there making it look even worse than it originally was.

“Taking those who are weaker, younger, making them fight for entertainment. And if you refuse, you die.” I share a look with Nero and Orion. This isn’t just some small-time operation. This is organized. A full-blown fucking enterprise. And it’s spreading like a goddamn virus through our packs. “I’m gonna need more than that, Aeron,” Nero says, his voice tight with barely restrained rage. “We can’t take this down without knowing who’s behind it. I’m going to have to contact Arkyn and Creed at this fucking rate.” Aeron hesitates, his gaze flicking to the floor. “There’s one name I remember … someone they mentioned a lot. He’s not a wolf, but he’s the one pulling the strings.”

I see Antonio standing by the doorway. “I have some wonderful people here supporting me personally and I just want to give a shout out to those who have stood by me through this. My brother Austin is here and he’s been my rock since day one. Amy, Chad and Joe, you guys are my number one soulmates regardless of anything else. Thank you. Antonio, the greatest designer and friend a girl could have. Thank you. And…” I notice Albert is frustrated and making his way towards Antonio. Are you seriously going to have this happen right now? On my big day? I’m being selfish right now and I’m allowed to be. “And, Albert Black.” I noticed Albert stopped about five feet away from Antonio. “Albert has been

Married For A Million Dollars . Chapter 56: disgustingly cute . The thick fog of tension has lifted by now. Warren’s little smile has grown to a grin. “Then maybe Quincy too and then Anton should join Ariana in vocals.” “And Williams?” “Uh, he can be the director? All he has to do is sit there, look serious, and boss us all around. Kinda like how he is in general. Ooh, wait—make him a loaded sponsor who falls for the beautiful backup singer.”

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

He said, and I laughed before grabbing the knife and pushing it in his neck. “Yes, your little assassin.” I said before pulling the knife out. He choked on his own blood and I grabbed his gun. He fell to the ground, dying and I looked at the other men who stood baffled by what they saw. “Now, do you want to submit to your Alpha? Or am I going to have to force you to do it?” “You are no Alpha.” Antonio, a gamma at our pack. “You are a traitor who killed her own pack.” “For attacking an innocent pack,” I said, giving him a cold smile before aiming the gun at him. “As you may know, I do not like being taken for a fool, and it seems to me that your ‘pack’ chose that latter.”