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I’m just contemplating if I want to head home or if I want to stay curled up a little while longer when a voice interrupts my thoughts. “Hey Shifter. My name is Penelope, although you can call me Penny if you like. Most people do.” The woman whose voice I have been admiring perches herself on the arm of the couch by my feet. She doesn’t seem nervous around me at all which is unusual. Up close I can see that her hair is definitely white, pinned up in some complicated hairstyle. I can also tell that her eyes are dark, so dark they are nearly black and that she smells like the ocean. I can’t see her mark anywhere, but I doubt this woman is human. She smells different to any other human I’ve eve

She looked toward the entrance, and for a moment our eyes met through the glass. The impact was immediate. My wolf went crazy, pacing and whining in my mind. Penelope’s awakened bloodline had intensified everything about her. Her scent carried on the wind and made my hands shake. “Ice Cream Uncle?” Debbie’s voice brought me back to the present. “Are you okay?” “Fine,” I managed. “Just admiring your mother’s work.” Nathan’s expression was dangerous. “Admiring. Right.” The facility door opened again. Penelope emerged. She wore practical training clothes that emphasized her athletic build. Her dark hair was pulled back severely, and her posture was straight.

Gush! Warm blood sprayed across Gideon's face. His eyes were squeezed shut, his hand shaking violently around the knife. His lips were pressed tight. He didn't say a word. From above, Hayley and the others watched and couldn't help but reassess him. Then, a voice drifted up from below. "Hey. Who are you people?" The one speaking was Penelope, the girl who had just shoved Nora out to feed the zombie. She had a sweet-looking face and stood barely five feet four, dressed in a spotless designer dress from before the apocalypse. Over it, she wore a leather jacket and knee-high boots. The materials covering her looked expensive.

If only the girl knew how much of India Seethal had touched me. If only she knew how deep. Penelope clasped her hands together, hugging herself as though reliving every second. “She was even more beautiful in real life. Pictures don’t do her justice. And her aura, it was… ugh, perfect!. Regal. Like she doesn’t even belong on the same planet as the rest of us. When she looked at me, I swear my heart stopped. And then when she hugged me back….” “Penelope.” My voice came out low, sharper than I intended.

Penelope whined while hugging Arai. "Did you really get laid last night? Tell me you didn't..." Penelope blinked her brown eyes at her curvy best friend. "No... Actually, I did have one with him..." Arai blushed. Penelope grimaced. "You're kidding!" she whimpered. Arai shook her head. "We... just finished this morning." Hearing her friend's honest answers, Penelope paled. Maybe they did have sex. They, Arai with Zaha, and Penelope with Heinrich.

she offered. Ezra smiled, he could not believe his luck. And to think he chased her out of the restaurant to continue something useless made him feel bad. "Ezra, do not keep me waiting," she said, standing up and removing her dress. Ezra looked up admiring her nakedness, she was one of the trophies that money allowed him to have. Penelope smiled, she had nothing on, and she hated wearing underwear. She was always ready for any of the Klein brothers to satisfy her.

The MC's voice cut through the music, “Now let's take a look at the wonderful memories Leo and Celine have made during their six years together!” The audience looked up expectantly as the screen came to life, showcasing a montage of pictures—a sweet remembrance of the life Celine had built with Leo. But then, a moan pierced the room, its vulgarity cutting through the sweetness like a jagged blade. All eyes widened in horror as the scene on the screen shifted to a startling, intimate view of Penelope and Leo, their naked bodies intertwined in sinful delight. The crowd's gasps morphed into a chorus of horrified whispers, as Celine’s heart clenched in her chest, her face frozen in a mask of icy

She managed to drag Caleb back to a hotel. "Ember, have fun watching the show." After saying that, she carefully removed her clothes and lay down on Caleb's body. Sounds of the phone camera clicking away could be heard consistently. Penelope wanted to use the opportunity to take more intimate photos of her and Caleb lying together on the same bed. While she was immersed in her task, Caleb's eyes flew open all of a sudden. He shoved Penelope away immediately when he saw her. His brain was still sluggish because of the drug.

A small part of me wants to just go and kiss him, but I feel like that’s not enough right now. What if he’s embarrassed because I saw him naked? Maybe if he saw me naked, then he wouldn’t act so weird. Xavier's girls would strip for any of the men to capture their attention. If I do this, I should be able to capture Donovan's attention. I take off my shirt, feeling grateful that I picked a pretty blush colored lace bra this morning. I call his name in the most alluring tone I could muster up, “Donovan…” He shakes his head as he as speaks before he looks up, “What’s going on with you, Penelope?”

“She posted them! She actually posted them!” “Posted what?” I asked. “My nudes, Julian!” he wept. “The private photos! Everyone has seen them! The whole continent is looking at them right now!” My thumb moved on instinct. I swiped out of the livestream and opened Penelope’s official profile. The page loaded instantly. There it was. Pinned right to the very top of her public feed. It was a photo so raw, so exposing, it could end a werewolf’s social standing in less than five seconds.