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My dark hair was all tousled from the ‘movements’ but I could still see his handsome face through the thick curtain of hair. That's the first reason why I fell for him. Those sharp cheekbones and full lips with magnetic blue eyes drew me in the first moment I saw him. “Hey,” His deep voice rumbled, a smile tugging at his lips. I was just about to respond when I realized where we were. “Shit! Get off me!” I grunted, trying to push his heavy ass away. It was at that moment that I heard the sound of approaching footsteps heading our way, accompanied by a voice. “Dad, Dad…where are you? Brit and I need to get something at the store so can we use your truck?” His daughter and my best friend, Clai

The bitterness in her tone was sharp. “You are my daughter.” “And that’s supposed to make this easier?” “No,” I admitted. She looked up at me then. For a second, I didn’t see the future Alpha. I saw the little girl who used to demand I watch her spar, even when she was five and swinging a wooden stick twice her size. “You chose my best friend,” she said. “I did.” “And you’d do it again.” “Yes. She's my mate Alice.” She inhaled sharply at that.

"Zack, it's fine you can leave. I have Lucas and these guys,'' I didn't want to leave permanently. Plus, saying Kevin was here was not as reassuring as she thought. Eventually, I did leave. I would hate to keep her around Kayla when she clearly wasn't happy with her around. "Lucas is really nice," Kayla conversed as we walked to where I parked. "Is he? I never liked him," Kayla linked our arms which made it difficult to watch. "He's nice. That girl is your friend?" I grinned at the mention of Kiki, "My best friend, Kiara. We've known each other for years," Kayla nodded in acknowledgement, "She's pretty," "The most beautiful person I've ever met," I truthfully replied.

She’s the daughter of two best, highest-paid lawyers in town, and words about what a perfect family they are have been printed in newspapers and displayed on TV screens. My eyes immediately have tunnel vision on the brown-eyed with long black hair. She has her right hand on Jade’s head, ruffling her hair, and she has a huge smile on her lips. She looks so happy. And beautiful. She glows. I don’t know which day this picture dates and I don’t look, but whether before or after we last met, she still looks so fucking gorgeous. And without warning, the words Sasha muttered earlier come to mind. Why are you the biggest loss and I never even had you?

“Do you know the gravity of what you’ve just done?” “I’ve wanted you all my life; you wouldn't even look at me, so I did what I did. What is wrong with me going after what I want?” I asked, annoyed with his reaction. Like, for goodness sake, he enjoyed it too! “Can you fucking listen to yourself? This is forbidden! You’re my best friend’s daughter for goodness sake; there can't be anything between us.”

“My aunt’s place is fifteen minutes away. Where else was I going to go to school?” “I know, but still.” She pulled back, grinning. “Everyone, this is Ethan. He’s a family friend—our moms do book club together. He’s basically a genius. Early admission to Northwood.” I’d heard of Northwood. It was one of the best universities in the state, maybe the country. I tried not to look impressed. Mia grabbed my arm and tugged me forward. “Ethan, this is my best friend, Ava. Ava, Ethan.”

I look at her, Emily Cross, my best friend, the kind of friend anyone would wish for. The girl who held my hand asking me not to cry when Victor showed up drunk for my fifteenth birthday. She had once shown up at my door with groceries when Mom's paycheck came late. Let me sleep on her bed for a week when the mold got so bad in our bathroom I couldn't stop coughing. She's been here through everything, every bad thing, every hard thing. And here I am sitting beside her, this close to telling her that I want her father. I can't tell her, I couldn't afford to lose her… if I do she'll never forgive me. And she's one person in the world I can't lose.

,she said. I looked furious and anxious, "you and daddy were really good friends with her parents too right?”, I asked. "She's the only best friend I have. I know her life got shattered and you know she doesn't deserve this please mum!”, I continued. "Yes, yes I know my daughter but…", my mother speaks. "But what? Mum”, and I cut in. "Maybe you won't understand what much of a trouble you want to get us,your brother, your father, the Silver moon pack into”,she notes.

she said, her tone as gentle as if she were offering me dessert. There was one thing about my mom... she was the only woman in the world I couldn’t say 'NO' to. Still, getting married to someone other than Sexy Red? Nah. Nevertheless, I smiled. “Okay… I’m listening,” I said warily. “You remember my best friend Hailey, right? Her daughter used to come around when she was little, though she’s been abroad for a while. She’s back now. Sweet girl. Quiet, reserved. She doesn’t talk much. An introvert... perfect for you.”

After all, my best friend whose only son is now five has always told me that her son would marry my first daughter. ‘You then mean you are going to tell her to expect your first daughter?’ There was no reply.