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I said quickly, stepping between them before either of them could say something they’d regret or something they’d mean a little too much. Heather rolled her eyes and sat back down, watching us like a wolf stalking prey. We started with warm-ups, simple dodging drills, but Camryn wasn’t holding back. She darted, dipped, spun her reflexes raw but sharp. Heather scoffed at one of her movements and I caught the flick of Camryn’s eyes. “She’s really enjoying herself, huh?” Camryn muttered under her breath. “I can hear you,” Heather snapped from across the room. Camryn grinned without turning. “I know.”

“Hmmm, What do I want from you? How about you get your shits and get the fuck out of here because nobody likes you, and nobody wants you here! And while you are at it, I suggest you get that ridiculous idea that I’ll be mating with you out of your damn mind. I wouldn’t be with you if you were the last girl on earth, I would never be caught having an affair with you, not even in my dreams. You can keep screwing around with the Alphas son, or anyone else you desire. But stay the fuck away from Heather and I. You won’t live to tell the story if I catch you threatening her again.” Xander warned her, earning a few tears and scowl. I wonder why he hates her so much, he doesn’t even care that she’s

Reed POV The sound of the patio door opening followed by the mouthwatering scent of roasted walnuts had us both turning to see Heather exiting the cabin. She is wearing a knee-length loose-fitting dark purple skirt with a white chop halter top. Her hair is down and still damp from her shower. The small amounts of water that are dripping from her hair are causing her white top to become see-through in places. No bra again, she really is going to be the death of me. I know I should stop staring, but how can you when there is someone this perfect standing in front of you. “Is there anything I can help with?” The sound of her sweet voice pulls both Lucas and I out of thoughts.

I had thought marrying Damien would give me a fresh start. Instead, it felt like stepping straight into a lion’s den. But I'm Kimberly Walker. I don't run away from challenges. I tried to act indifferent but my emotions got the better of me. I broke down and cried.

I'd buried him in the sand six years back, and fuck if he didn't try to poke his ugly head up from time to time. "Kendal, this is Heather Turner. She's from UCLA and has been highly recommended for this new spot with us. You'll be her mentor until she gets her feet wet." He moved back, and I nearly choked. Not only was she ten steps past gorgeous, but I didn't need an introduction at all. Heather was the vice president of the sister-sorority that partied right alongside the Kappa's back in college. The number of times Damon and I had taken turns fucking the woman was embarrassing. My luck couldn't have gotten any worse.

she laughed a bit embarrassed and I grinned back reassuringly. "No, mrs. I'm Hailey. Kimberly and I go to the same school." "Lovely." she repeated, smiling and seeming pleased somehow. She must noticed because she scoffed a shy laugh and waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, pardon my prying. It's just that she's always around those jocks and... they're adorable, don't get me wrong, but it's good to know she has girl friends as well. It's so good." my heart ached for her and I bit down the little remark that I didn't even know if we were that much of friends. We got along. But well, considering she was Kimberly Thander, that alone was an achievement itself. "Can I offer you something?"

Heather explained. “I mean why elementary? Why not jr. high or high school?” Kimi asked. Heather laughed. “Because I’m not insane enough to attempt those grades. There’s too much drama with teenagers.” “So that leaves elementary then,” Kimi laughed. “But not kindergarten. I’m not that sweet,” Heather explained. “What’s your major, Kimi?” “Astrophysics,” Kimi’s voice took on a dreamy quality. “I love the way the stars and planets dance.”

"By the way, How is your work going?...I heard the paycheck for a cleaner at Roberto's Luxury Empire is even higher than the salary of a director at other companies?" Christiana asked, her face etched with bewilderment. "Very funny, but it's true...My boss Wade Roberto is really doing a good job when it comes to the staff welfare." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully. "What about Seth Nathaniel, when are you guys planning to do the wedding?" Vicki's voice was laced with a mixture of concern and empathy. Daisy Hunter found the question disturbing as she furrowed her eyes in bewilderment and stared at Vicki before managing to say, "We haven't fixed a date yet, we're both occupied with work at

"You're dead. I watched you die." The woman stepped forward, and there was something almost like amusement in her expression. "No, you watched me disappear," she said. "There's a difference." She extended her hand to Elena. "My name is Katarina Volkova. I'm your sister. I've been alive the entire time. I've just been very, very hidden." Anastasia stepped forward protectively. She asked the question everyone needed answered: "Are you here to kill us or help us?" Katarina looked at Anastasia, then at Lena, then at Dominic who'd positioned himself slightly between them.

She felt his hand brush the top of her head—just once, just lightly. "Goodnight, Kitten." She looked up. He was already walking away—no smirk, no wink, no acknowledgment that he'd just done anything out of the ordinary. Just the back of his silver head, disappearing into the kitchen. She pulled the blanket up to her chin and grinned at her laptop screen. The video could wait.