Piper Wright Novels & Stories

Poppie said getting irritated. “Chile please,” I said, throwing a pillow at her. She caught it and giggled. “Okay shit, it’s just that she saved me Poppie....she really did.” “Well let me in on it, shit,” “She gave me her card that day. She told me that she knew about my record and that I had a good concept but I went about it all wrong. She told me if I ever wanted to know how to do it the right way then to give her a call”

Jane approached, took a seat opposite her, and said with a smile: "Piper, I apologize for keeping you waiting." The young lady removed her sunglasses, revealing a delicate and fair complexion. The mole beneath the corner of her eye conveyed an alluring impression. She was the celebrated American songstress Piper Smith. "It's not often that we meet, so I don't mind waiting." Piper giggled, seeing that Jane was convinced, and said, "I was just joking, I haven't been here for long." Jane nodded, "I'm sorry, you're so busy and I still made you come out."

In the way she couldn't stop scanning the crowd, part of her terrified he'd come back, part of her devastated that he hadn't. "Piper!" Marcus appeared, beaming. "There's someone I want you to meet. Catherine Wright from the Modern Art Museum. She's interested in acquiring two pieces for their permanent collection." Piper forced herself to focus. To smile. To be present. Because this was her night. Her success. Her life. And Thomas Anderson didn't get to take that from her. Not anymore. But late that night, when the gallery finally emptied and she stood alone among her paintings, Piper let herself admit the truth she'd been fighting all evening.

" I'll be fine , i promise. Just frat and i won't get drunk. I will be home early and I want you to stay awake for me. Will you?" He chuckles in the background and I could feel him run his hands down his hair. " Please..." " You know I can't resist this voice. I'm already missing you so badly." I blush and lick my bottom lip. " Someone's already getting wet talking to her boyfriend." Piper mutters from the hallway. " Thanks, Gray. I'll be careful." " Sure. Just don't get drunk." I breathe in and hang up the call. Piper is already dressed. Surprising , she's wearing a red long sleeve crop top and black joggers too with white sneakers.

And here I am, standing in jeans and a simple t-shirt, feeling out of place but oddly relieved to no longer be in a hospital gown. Serena steps forward, clapping her hands twice. The sound echoes through the room, and the women immediately fall silent, turning their attention to her. “Ladies,” Serena begins, her voice sharp enough to cut glass. “May I have your attention? We have a new member joining us today.” She gestures toward me, and I force myself to stand taller, even as my heart pounds in my chest. “This is Piper, the daughter of an old Alpha—whose name will remain undisclosed for discretion’s sake. She’s wolf-less, as you can see, but she will be competing for the position of Alpha