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she asked, her voice barely a whisper. “Somewhere private,” he said, his voice a low promise in the gathering gloom. They emerged into a small, hidden clearing. In its center was a pond, its surface a perfect mirror for the darkening sky. Water lilies floated like pale stars on the black water. It was utterly secluded, utterly silent. Milo turned to face her. In the half-light, his features were all stark planes and shadows, his eyes gleaming. “No one comes here,” he said. “Not the staff. Not the ghost of my uncle. Just us.”

Make-up call lasts four hours. - Day 103 – He sends me a carved coyote pendant made from Colorado pine. I don’t take it off. - Day 137 – I turn 15. He sings happy birthday over FaceTime while the entire Colorado pack howls in the background. I cry into my cake. Every night I fall asleep to mist-space training with Dacia and Elowene. Every morning I wake up stronger. The compass never stops glowing now. Winterglass Mirror is waiting in Maramureș.

Someone introduces me to Ivy Bennett, my secret girlfriend of five years, at a college reunion. "Hey, Dr. Bennett, Eli is a researcher in your department, too. Why don't you two give it a try?" I walk toward Ivy, hoping to take this opportunity to finally make our relationship public. But Ivy takes a step back and points toward her childhood sweetheart, Matthew Reed, who has just returned from abroad. "That's alright. I already have someone I like." To avoid suspicion, Ivy adopts a distant, detached expression and says, "If you have marriage in mind, there's someone I can introduce you to. I think you'd make a good match." I look at the ten feet of distance she keeps between us and la

The company organizes a team hike. When it's time to split into groups, I look at Malcolm Ridgeway, the man I've been secretly dating for two years. I expect him to pick me. Instead, he turns to Savannah Leclair, his childhood friend who just got back from being abroad. "You tire out easily. Join my group, I'll look out for you." Savannah links her arm through his like it's the most natural thing in the world. Our coworkers eat it up. "Childhood sweethearts really are something else. Malcolm, you're still single, right? You two would be perfect together." Malcolm doesn't pull away. He just says, "Yeah, I don't have a girlfriend." I freeze. Just last night, he holds me and promises he'll

Mila and I were never good at making friends — years of being judged and whispered about had taught us to keep our circles small . The weather turned gloomy that afternoon , thunder rolling in from nowhere , forcing us inside . The men stayed out with Leo , laughing under the patio cover , while Mila and I curled up on the couch , half-watching TV and half-gossiping about work . I wasn’t paying attention to the broadcast ; not until I heard a name that froze the air in my lungs . **** “It’s now been confirmed that Julian Hayes , the billionaire businessman , remains unreachable . His longtime girlfriend has announced their engagement earlier this morning .” ****

I needed silence. My skin began to burn, a heat rising from the inside out. Pain spread like fire beneath my flesh, stretching my tendons. There were only five minutes left until my eighteenth birthday, but Ariel, my wolf, was already clawing to get out, impatient and fierce. I dove into the dense bushes, cutting through and hiding my scent as I heard the distant footsteps of someone searching for me. When silence finally returned, I followed my wild instincts to the forbidden pond, the only place no one would dare to go.

REID POV With Taryn’s hand clasped in mine, we make our way into the second reception tent. The press of her palm against mine sends sparks from the mate bond shooting up my arm, straight into my heart. We enter the tent just as Haven and Wesley begin their first dance to Ed Sheeran’s “Perfect,” and we pause at the edge of the crowd around the dance floor to watch them.

We're playing "Never Have I Ever" at a bachelor party when my girlfriend, Veronica Smith, draws a card that reads, "I have never betrayed my best friend." The moment her words fall, the room freezes as if someone hit pause. Everyone looks at me at the same time. Three seconds later, they wordlessly pick up the drinks in front of them and down them in unison. I am the sole winner of this round, which means I get to ask the losers a truth question or give them a dare. Hence, without hesitation, I ask, "How did you betray your friend?" To my surprise, everyone remains dead silent. My close friend, Ian Lachlan, is about to take his punishment shot when Veronica, who has been silent for a

TWO WEEKS LATER SELENE The two hours drive hadn’t done anything to help Troy and I bond. If anything I had even less idea what was going through his head. Vague answers and faraway stares had been my driving companion. “I apologise in advance for my mom,” I muttered pessimistically, swatting away a fly. “So I’m meant to lie about all these epic clubs - how me and you get wild on a full moon?” “Yep,”

Talon says voice breaking from the shaking “Bring it on pencil d*ck!” I shout back. ******************** Once we are safely outside my energy drains like a deflating ball. My legs give out, but Seb scoops me up before I even had the chance to hit the ground. I rest my head on his strong warm shoulder “Marie is lucky to have a boyfriend like you” I whisper “Boyfriend?” Seb questions. Crap I forgot he doesn’t know that I know. Oh well its out now