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My eyes darted instinctively to the screen, where the bold text of Estelle’s message dropped down, For a brief moment, I was transported away from the conversation at the table, caught up in the anticipation that Estelle’s message stirred within me. The temptation to respond, to find out what secrets she held, was almost overwhelming. It read: I HAVE A SECRET TO REVEAL TO YOU ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE PERSON. PICK ME UP AT MY HOUSE TOMORROW AND LET'S SIT OUT AT THE PARK.

He said to her and her heart missed a beat at the thought. “I can only do the little I can, so whatever secret you know you have, …” He said. “I don’t have any secrets.” She snapped at him and he could say no more.

I remind him, trying my best to get out of going. “Come whenever. I’ll squeeze you in whenever is convenient for the both of you. During lunch or even after school.” My mouth goes dry for a second because I can’t think of any other excuses of why I wouldn’t be able to go. “We’ll be there, doc.” Mack stands to shake his hand, and I know the reason he’s probably being pushy is because Mack likely told him to be or made some donation or something. If I wasn’t freaking out about my secret being found out before I am ready to tell it, I might actually think Mack’s

Maverick smirked and just replied, “You are such a fool. If you don't come to my office right now and bring your hacking devices, I'll freeze your account.” The man on the other side was taking a bite of his KFC chicken when he heard what his cousin said and he almost choked. He quickly cut the call and picked up all the things he needed before rushing to Madon's company. If his cousin freezes his account like he just threatened, he will have no choice but to go back. And he is not ready to go back to that conceited, selfish, cunning, and cruel family. His heart contracts painfully every day cause he has to hide the real truth of the accident from Maverick. If the secret were to be revealed,

He was waiting for my relationship with Damon to crash and burn. "I really don't have a choice, but it’s going to be awkward from now on, and she won’t even understand why." I smiled, shaking my head. "Well, it will be a secret. Everyone has secrets." "Trust me, I know everyone has secrets." He stared at me. There was an underlying message.

I shrugged as I started walking in the direction of my dorm. “That’s a fair assessment.” Isak nodded as he fell into step on my right. “However, are you suggesting that for every secret we tell, you must tell one of your own?” “How would that work? Some secrets are of more value than others.” Aidan asked as he came up on my left. “It would be like playing strip poker and someone betting a sock after someone else bet their underwear.” “Good point.” Albert agreed as he caught up to walk next to Aidan.

"We have to pretend to be absolutely, deeply in love. I'm talking about public displays, Paula. I want everyone in this pack to see me touching you, kissing you, and claiming you as mine. It will drive the traitor to make a move." His eyes dropped to her lips, his gaze heavy and intensely possessive. "But for this to work, there can be no secrets between us. If they are targeting you, they know something I don't." He reached out, his thick, calloused thumb gently tracing her jawline, tilting her head up so she had to look him dead in the eye. "Is there anything you know, Paula? Anything you are hiding from me? You have only me to trust in this pack. If you know something, anything, tell me s

Reaching down to pick it up, I remembered Ruby slipped something into my pocket. I did not check what it was at that time because Freda was already upset. Plus I had no idea what the little witch was up to. Curious, I opened the little note. It read, “Meet me at my house tomorrow by 5pm or I’ll leak your secret.” Confused, I read the note again. Leak my secret? As far as I know, I have been very open and honest so far to the members of my pack. What secret could she possible be referring to.

The reply didn't take long. Nothing from Clifford's Clinic is trusted. Wow. Clifford's Clinic was nothing but an open secret. Good. Then let them keep thinking it's fake, I typed back. A reply didn't come with words this time, just a nonchalant emoji, so typical of her. As the bus drove toward the Metro Ice Center, my phone went back into my pocket, my body relaxed, and I leaned back, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the ride. After all, today was only for Marcus, watching every move, every turn, every grip. To catch prey, one has to be patient, watchful, and ready to strike at the right moment. Unlike Marcus Webb, I had Derek, Hendricks, and Violet, and she would be the key that unlocks him, wit

Pretend I was invisible. But now? My stomach twisted, sure. My jaw clenched, yeah. But part of me wanted to scream, Cole kissed me. He wanted me. So shove it. Of course, I didn’t scream. I’m not completely suicidal. Still, I walked a little straighter. Cole passed me by third period. He didn’t look. Not once. Just brushed past with his crew, laughing at some dumb joke Kendal cracked. The buzzing inside me died. Right. Reality check: I was still his secret.