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I kept pushing hard, feeling her slip on the countertop, as she was furiously biting my lower lip and moving her hands to my back, clawing at me as she groaned strangled. ***** Today is a very long chapter!! So I hope you enjoy it and see ya tomorrow! PS Don't worry about the future of Nate, you'll enjoy it, with or without drama, I want to get to the end with both of these characters mature enough so I'll give a good closure!

Back inside the villa, I went straight upstairs, collapsed on the bed, and pulled out my phone. I only meant to check the time, but the notification on the screen stabbed my heart like a knife. [Rising Painter Nancy Seen Crying at Midnight—Trouble in Paradise?] [Blood Tribe’s Future Alpha Heir Ansel Comforts Mystery Woman—Official Girlfriend’s Place at Risk?] I clicked in. A blurry photo showed Nancy, covering her face, crying pitifully. Ansel stood by her side, holding her waist, his gaze filled with tender concern. The comments section was already in flames. Fans and trolls alike flooded in.

It just compounds until you can finally find a release. And the third reason is something that I would never admit to. Not to anyone. I mean, I entered into my relationship with Nate knowing that it had an expiration date. But the mention of Nyx, knowing that she might be coming back soon…well, it made me jealous. Because no matter how much I love Nate, no matter how much he loves me, it won’t be enough to keep him with me. So, I left when Hecate was done with us and I laid claim to Nate in the only way I could. I proved that I had the power to keep him with me, to make him react to me, to keep him at my will with my mouth.

Nancy looked at him calmly, "Dalton, the feelings between you and me were not that deep. It started with a physical entanglement, driven by passion. As time went on, there wasn't as much hormone release." At that moment, Dalton's phone vibrated. He took it out and looked at it, it was a string of unfamiliar numbers, so he didn't answer. Nancy looked at him as he lowered his gaze and stared at the phone screen, with a furrowed brow. She knew it must be Amiya. "Dalton, whenever I was with you, there would always be a third person involved. I didn't like third wheels." Dalton placed both hands on the table and said, "Nancy, I would have sent her abroad! I would have..."

“You rarely initiate kisses or make out before.” Nate hesitated, then quickly explained, “That was because I was shy…” He turned his head away slightly. I leaned closer, searching his face. “You? The mighty Nate Hart… shy?” He turned back, lips pressed into a small pout. “No one made a rule that I can’t be shy. Besides… you were my childhood crush. I was already happy just being your boyfriend. I never thought I’d get anything more than that.” It turned out Nate had loved me far longer than I ever realized. Maybe even before I understood my own feelings.

“Thank you.” Nancy nodded and smacked her head all of a sudden, “Oh right, did you know that a party will be held for Beta Wyatt for passing his first assessment as the Beta?” She asked me. I calmly ate and replied with a shrug, “Oh.” But that didn't stop the excited Nancy from chattering. “I wonder who will be his partner tonight.” She says with love in her eyes. “You have a crush on Beta Wyatt?” “Who doesn't?” Nancy retorted. “He's the heartthrob of many mateless ladies in the pack. He's cold, handsome, and strong. The ideal man every lady wants.” She muttered, lovestruck, which made me roll my eyes.

And it was definitely possible that it was Zelda, though I'd never thought they even liked each other. Gia stood up from the sofa and stretched. "All right, kidlets. The game's over, and once again my kinda-sorta boyfriend slash fuck buddy didn't get any field time. This means he's going to need some serious TLC in the form of hot phone sex from yours truly. If you hear moans coming from my bedroom, pay no attention at all." "Eww and TMI." Quinn wrinkled her nose. "Tell Matt I said hello." Once she'd disappeared behind her bedroom door, Quinn glanced at me. "And then there were two. What's on your agenda for tonight, Nate?"

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

She hastily smooths it back down embarrassingly, but then laughs a bit too. “I never thought I would get to spend the night in Lycan Atwood’s castle,” Nancy says. “Well… Maybe I fantasized about it, but under different circumstances, if you know what I mean.” It’s old news to me that Nancy had a crush on Atwood. It seems like all of the girls at the Lycan Academy have crushes on him. He is the king, after all. “But I don’t feel that way now,” Nancy says in a rushed tone, touching my shoulder. “I think I’m in love with Gregory, actually.”

"I'm helping you out here, so smile!" Thanks to her intervention, the other girls didn’t bother sticking around, and Nancy finally had her first photo taken with him. Nancy had developed feelings for Dylan after a chance encounter in the rain, but she hadn’t expected to get caught up in rumors, which led her to join his fan group, where she was eventually assigned the role of keeping an eye on him. She had no other choice; she wanted his help, and so a subtle connection formed between them. Nancy never imagined that the more she interacted with him, the more her feelings would grow, from admiration to affection, and eventually to unrequited love.