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I said turning and walking away. Noble was practically skipping next to me while Hotch was still trying to figure out what I wanted to talk to him about, I didn't say a word as we walked out of the arena and in to the woods. I wanted him to panic a little. "So, uh- what is on your mind?" Hotch asked hesitantly. "Is there something you would like to tell me?" I asked turning my head slightly. "Um.. I was the one who left the empty milk carton in the fridge." Hotch said. "Hey! I was almost blamed for that!" Noble yelled. "I knew it was you Hotch, but no. That isn't what I am talking about." I said looking at him. "You seem to forget that sometimes I get images from people, their past, their fu

My pack, the Blue Moon Pack, has been under Alpha Marcus and Luna Chloe's rule for years, and it was nothing to write home about. Alpha Marcus was a chronic drunkard and gambler who left the pack in wretchedness, poverty, and shambles. He didn't care about the pack and its people, just about the money that came in after extortion. He squandered the money for his selfish interests, driving the pack into more poverty.

I held my breath as the knight vaulted off the panther. Head to toe in black armor, he radiated power. Rhys stepped in front of me, his hand resting on his sword hilt. "Alpha Harris. I didn't expect you to come in person." The man didn't answer, just slowly took off his helmet. A gasp rippled through the crowd. I froze too. The Shadow Pack's Alpha wasn't scarred and terrifying like the stories said. He was breathtakingly handsome—sharp features, eyes as deep and dark as a blue-black abyss, and black hair that cascaded to his shoulders.

One of them was already an Alpha of his pack, which already shows that they were qualified enough, but she just hates the fact that they were arrogant and they killed people for no reason. Her eyes met with Raymond's eyes, and for a moment, she thought she was dreaming when she saw those flashbacks again. It was a flashback of Raymond standing in the same position, smiling at her this time around with flowers in his hands. He didn't look like a dead person, which is always the look in his eyes, and he looked extremely happy and youthful. What kind of witchcraft is this?

Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events and places is purely coincidental. Emiliana

"So no snooping in the bag." "I hate surprises," Cole groans and we go into the living room where Danielle is reading. "That's my book," Marcus says and Danielle holds her hand up as she finishes what she's reading. Marcus raises his eyebrows at the sass she's giving him. "I kept your place, don't worry," she says and shows him where his bookmark is. Marcus grumbles and lets her have the book. Marcus makes stir fry for tea while Cole and Danielle stalk hot guys on I*******m. I sit next to them with Minnie on my lap and give my input when they ask.

I know it’s kinda cliche but we all want young adult stories at times to remind us of our teenage days (LOL). I’m off to writing my new baby. It’s titled The Alpha’s Cursed Mate and also available on Goodnovel. SPOILER ALERT: it’s a werewolf fantasy romance. I hope you’ll give it a shot. Scroll to the next page to get a sneak peek of The Alpha’s Cursed Mate!!!

Yumi's POV - “What book is that?” Henry asks, staring at the back of the book Zainab is reading across from him on the island. “Oh, this?” Zainab grins, turning the book around, “It’s a romance novel, ‘Paper Hearts’”. Zana rolls her eyes with a lazy groan, “That’s the twelfth time she’s reading it”. Henry chuckles humorously, “Stench fanatic”. I look between the three, busy filling my mouth with buttered popcorn. Henry would occasionally give me smoldering glances that often shake my body whole and the way his eyes would drag along the stretch of my lips…I couldn’t help the unstable heartbeat.

Like she’d faced storms and hadn’t bowed to a single one. I swallowed hard, forcing my Alpha composure to the surface. "I’m Jackson. Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack." My voice came out steadier than I felt. "You must be Karen?" Her chin lifted slightly, those piercing grey eyes locking onto mine. "Karen Lukeman." I extended my hand, my skin buzzing with the need to touch her, to confirm this wasn’t some cruel trick. But instead of taking it, she turned—turned—and grabbed Laila’s hand instead.