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Damon drifts toward center ice and stops at the logo. I follow. For a moment, we stand where the game began. Where so much between us almost ended. “Funny,” he says. “All that fighting over who gets the crown.” “And?” He looks at me fully. “There was only ever one.” The words hang there. Not competitive. Not sharp. Certain. Only one crown. And it doesn’t belong to one king. The arena lights dim slightly as the crew prepares to clean up. I feel his hand brush mine. Not by accident.

Rachel doesn't like being disturbed during meals, so stop calling. "One more time and I'll block your whole family." To them—Joel and Michael—Chloe and I were just two jealous women causing drama. They didn't care that we had just given birth to stillborns. People from both the Brooklyn and Murphy families came as they were worried sick about us. But Joel and Michael were the only ones who didn't show. On the day of the funeral, Chloe still refused to give up. She tried calling Michael, but by then, he had blocked everyone even remotely connected to her.

she replies as she gives me, and I told you so look. “ That’s my kind of girl,” Michael says, again kissing Rebecca’s hand. “So you come for some answers, what do you want to know, maybe I can help?” He asks as he looks at me. I gave him a look and showed him to a private, both out of earshot. Sitting down each with our drinks, I began telling him about everything that happened and what Melicent said. “It’s almost unbelievable, you know that, right? I knew only of one white wolf that looked like that. She was the Luna of the Misty Moon pack but died a few years back when rouges ripped out her heart, but I have some contacts and if there is one, we will find her” as he stands up looking at Re

I am finally off and almost home. My feet are killing me. We got slammed at lunchtime and could barely keep up with everyone. When I finally reach my door, I am so happy that I almost didn't notice the paper stuck to it. I pull it off and on the front is the Alpha seal. Ugh, please don't be what I think this is. I am not that lucky. Every unmated pack member must be at the mating ball tomorrow night, no exceptions. Why me? I say as I enter my house and plop down on the couch. Then my phone starts ringing. I pull it out of my pocket and see that it is the diner. I answer, praying they don't need me to return for anything.

Here is the content of the chat. Zero: "Good morning, my future. Are you still able to hold your miss for me?" Zeva wanted to reply, "No, I can't afford it. I really miss you. Come on, please, hurry back here." However, Zeva's sense of prestige is very large to be able to type those sentences. In the end, Zeva just chose to read it, without replying. Zeva wants to know whether Zero will be grumpy and spam-chat her or not.

"Yeah, it's... it's a lot to take in. I mean, I always wanted to run my own business someday, but I never thought it would be like this." "Are you excited?" Alice asked, turning down the heat on the stove as the sauce started to bubble ominously. "I think so," Mike said. "Scared, too. It's a big responsibility." Alice smiled. It was easy to forget sometimes that Mike was only 21. "You'll be great," she said. "Dad would be so proud of you."

Michael wouldn't want to rush anything or make a hasty discussion that would later haunt him by causing him a huge loss. As a businessman, every decision he makes counts. And any bad one could ruin his many years of hard work too. This he has learnt from Adam the boss, he scuffed. As he thought of Adam, he wondered how close Adam and Catherine had become. Just the thought of it drives him to the edge that he thought of a way to ease his anger but only thought of one.. Michelle. Looking at the Rolex on his left wrist he saw it had passed office time. "This meeting has been adjourned." He said in finality before rising from his seat and everyone with him.

With my face dulled from all the disappointment I had experienced today, I made my way upstairs. "Goodnight mom... Goodnight Alexia" I said with dull voice, I just couldn't find the strength to sound lively, as I was already using the little I had Left to walk up the golden colored spiral structured stairway. Then I paused , for as second and turned my head to my right to look at the outstanding light brown haired Melvin , who stood out from my mother and Alexia, since he was very tall, I stared at him for a few seconds, then with my that sounds so low and soft, but loud enough for him to hear, I said;

IVORY'S POV I woke up stressed and sore all over. I thought about skipping school. I don't want to see Amelia for another week, she is energy draining and it exhausts me. I'm an introvert, I would be perfectly happy doing introverted things if only I wasn't desperate for the money she has.

“Biggest wrap party in America, in Orlando, yeah, it wasn't very hard to put the pieces together. Plus, I had to come say hi, those idiots were the first production company willing to try out MIC.” “Mike?” I asked as I dumped my empty cup on the dirt floor and grabbed the chains of the swing. Carson gave a low chuckle, one that even though came from him, rattled inside me. “No, not Mike, doll, M-I-C. It's this new high-tech camera we've been developing. The boys in white have a long complicated name for it but I just call it MIC. Easier to remember, and say.” “Oh good. And here I was thinking that you gave a production company a man to try out.”