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He picked me up when we reached each other and I kissed him, hard. "Are you ok, princess?" he asked as he pulled away. I nodded. "Are you?" I asked and he nodded back. "Aww. Isn't this sweet?" I voice behind me said. I turned to see one of the guys that had ridden in with Tate. "Mitch. This doesn't concern her. This is between you and me." Finn said. I knew who this was then. Leo had told me that Mitch was the Demons leader. He was an awful guy, capable of anything. Luke and Finn had dealt with him countless times before. Mitch was cruel, heartless and cold. He only cared about himself.

I mean yes, Kerem is also supportive but when a brother allows his sister to date a guy he doesn't even know is just unbelievable. My family believed Kerem. They even liked him. Amar and Hudson are in the same age so they talked a lot about cars and stuff. Amar likes talking about cars since he was a kid. All guys played soccer or some sport but not Amar. He hanged out with one friend whose father worked as a car mechanic. You always found him in the workplace of his friend's father. I didn't know Hudson likes cars too. But actually, it was obvious because he has a red old timer mustang and he drives like anybody is in his way. Just like Amar.

I glare at him mortified. “Oh it’s not what you think” he says in a panic seeing the look on my face “It’s doctors orders!! Dr Woods told me that you can’t physically cope with mating or marking for at least a week. He made some colourful and very vivid threats against my manhood if I even tried before you had seen him again. I thought he told you too” “No he did not” I say trying to hide how relieved I am that it’s not because he doesn’t want to.

She trailed her fingers down his arms in a seductive manner, "I see you've made a new friend." Leo closed his locker and took a step away from her, letting her hand drop away from his arm. Andrea scowled. "I have?" He quirked an eyebrow, not bothering to be phased by someone like Andrea. Leo may be popular and have a lot of friends, but he didn't bother with fake people, people who were attention-seekers, people who were selfish and arrogant. He knew most of the popular crowd was like that which is why he usually only stuck to his best friend, Justin, and some other guys on the team that weren't assholes.

Confused, I glanced up and realized that I wasn't alone in this space. Across from me sat a guy, holding a blunt in his hand. His gaze locked onto mine, and in that moment, I almost forgot why I had been crying. His beautiful dark skin glowed under the moonlight, adorned with an array of tattoos that covered every inch of his body. Neatly braided cornrows cascaded down his shoulders, and his chiseled jaw tensed intermittently. His lips had a captivating shade of pink-a striking combination of features. And then there were his eyes. A light shade of gray, almost blending with the white of his eyes. They possessed a cold yet captivating allure.

If it was the whole situation, He knew Dami would find a way,he always did. "Did you know her?" "No" "So?" "I don't remember a thing about how we had sex or how she got into my house"Dami was getting angrier, saying it out loud that he doesn't remember a thing was getting him more vexed. John dropped his phone on the table, turned to really face Dami. Dami has to really work on controlling his anger. "Okay,I'm very confused right now but the only thing I can tell you is that you really need to calm down Dami. For real"

He asked again. Alex didn't reply, he was eyeing a guy who had walked over to Amanda. "Who's that guy?" Alex asked Martins. Martins followed Alex's eyes and saw who he was referring to. "Oh, that's Jeff Dunson. One thing you should know is he's a major player," Martins said. "And if he's talking to your girl, it only means he's interested in her."

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

When I make a decision, I'll let you know. - And why the hell would I do that? – Klaus asks me, squinting – do you want me to stay quiet in my corner while my Luna decides whether to stay or go? The word "Luna" makes my anger rise. - Luna? What am I? A fucking woman? You're wrong, future Alpha, I'm gay, but that doesn't make me a woman. I'm very much a man, and if you want, we can fight right now, so I can prove it to you.

CASSANDRA POV Logan was sexy as fuck, he had a sharp jawline with light brown hair and wearing an all-black suit. He wasn't as tall and muscular as Alessandro, but he was still taller than me, and I was in heels, striding to the bar where Logan was sitting, swirling his drink around in his glass. I sat down on the stool next to him and faced the bartender, ordering myself a drink, not taking any notice of him staring at me.