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" Waiting for Ryan and Alexandra to leave, Dave grumbled. They said something or giggled, but I was unable to hear it clearly. "I can't smell her blood?" Tobb narrowed his eyes and stroked his chin. "Whatever, let's go." Amber said and pulled Scarllee who was still staring with annoyance in her eyes.

We laid on our backs and watched the stars at night as I explained as many constellations as I could remember—she pointed to a cluster in the sky and told me the story of the Snow Wolf Queens, one of the most beautiful legends I have ever heard. The pack noticed, of course. Whispers in the wind accompanied us everywhere—the Alpha finally courting his own mate, acting like a lovesick youth all the time. Some found it amusing, but others saw only weakness. I didn’t care either way—only Lily’s was the opinion I valued. One afternoon, we took a stroll by the water, and she mentioned others think you’re embarrassing yourself. “What do you think?” I asked. She thought for a moment. “You’re treatin

I muttered, reaching for my water bottle. “Morning Michelle” they both echoed and then continued their banter. As Brenda and Lia argued about Ryan Carter, I scoffed, they were furious over a celebrity crush while I was drowning in the memory of last night. Their world felt so far from mine that I almost laughed at the absurdity. *** "Michelle!" Leo called from behind as I trudged toward the lecture hall for Diet class, my legs dragging, still foggy from lack of sleep. Leo was my closest buddy in class. People always saw us together and assumed we were dating—which was funny, considering the last guy I kissed was a complete stranger on a beach.

Just like that? Me: yeah ofcourse. How long do you wanna drag it? You proposed to her, happy ending. *Shrugs* 🤷 Armaan: tsk tsk you lazy writer 😒 breaking the hearts of my fans like that. We demand atleast an Epilogue. 😤 Me: oh hello Mr. Celebrity! These aren't just your fans. This is Wattpad. They are my fans too. 🥰 Armaan: (laughing loud) wow! I never thought you can be funny too. Oh God! I can't stop....hahaha.... 😂

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I blushed at his words and smiled "That would be lovely," With those words Killian jolted to our room and shut the door. prepared I closed my eyes and anticipated a night to remember with my once Unwanted Mate. HEY GUYS LUNA'S UNWANTED MATE COMES TO AN END WITH THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU FOR THE VOTES AND COMMENTS, IT REALLY GAVE ME THE MOTIVATION TO KEEP WRITING. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY OTHER COMPLETED BOOK, THE LYCAN ACADEMY. MUCH LOVE, YOUR HUMBLE AUTHOR DRAVA_DON.

– Telegraph – The Telegraph Manila’s Lost Boys: Why ARE so many young men failing to grow up… | Kate was amazed by this evidence of intelligent search algorithms. She heard the familiar chime of mail arriving in her inbox so she went over there to check. It was just another notification from Wattypad, headlined with the friendlier subject of “So-and-so wanted you to know.” They were updates on people’s stories, some of them by Kate’s friends. But she steered clear of all those fanfics and vampire-human romances. Kate felt like she had had enough romance to last a lifetime.