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Hailey "Please no more." Nate groaned, frustratedly pushing his book away. "What about a break?" "Nate," I frowned, getting his workbook and eying the exercises. "We're a week away from the exam, and you still kinda lame with second grade fractions." "But they're so boring!" he whined like a child and leaned backwards against the headboard, so abruptly he made the bed wiggle, me and our things along with it. I fisted the sheets to stay balanced. "We've done like twenty of them and I still suck. The quicker we learn I'm a lost cause the better."

"Your sister has someone with her, so I came up here to be with you." "I don't need you to accompany me, Mommy. You're already tired from working hard all day," Nathaniel said thoughtfully. Yuna kissed his cheek. "Where'd you get the book you're reading?" "Uncle Cedric found it for me. It's good. Do you want to join me, Mommy?" Yuna took a closer look and was rendered speechless. The book was about program coding analysis, and it was complex. "Do you understand what you're reading, Nathaniel?"

" It was so... Unpredictable. I didn't see that coming." I really love his books. Nate simpers. "Thanks. Now, could you reduce the volume? Please?" I grin. "I'll switch it off. Wait, I've never seen you around before..." Nate smiles. Oh my God! His smile can melt your heart. And as if that's not enough, he has dimples! Cute dimples. "I just moved in yesterday... I won't be staying for long." "Why would a renowned writer like you live in such a simple block like this?"

Gracie I’m staring at the bookshelves that morning when Natalie walks in and shocks me out of my solemn mood. She laughs when she walks around my table and takes the free seat opposite mine. “What’s happening?” she asks with her usual smile, then flips her hair over one shoulder. It’s my first day back at work after returning to Golden Bay two days ago, and it feels good to be back in my safe space. I spent the past two days working on my book. It’s getting harder to work on my characters when their story feels so similar to mine. I want a happy ending, but then my main male character, Nate, is the kind of man who doesn’t believe in love just like Trevor.

I should have left just five minutes ago. Wait ! Why isn't Gavin back yet ? Is he sleeping in my dorm today ? " Uhmm..what happened ? Afraid to go back alone in the dark ?", Ethan asks. " Ahmm...C..can you walk me back to my d..dorm ?", I ask. " Oh ! I'm afraid. I'm really scared of darkness, Nate.", he says. He is clearly mocking my fear of darkness. I know he isn't afraid of dark. Guys like him who are in the football team aren't supposed to be afraid of dark.

Nate chose to sit behind me, and I sat next to Kimia. “Rose texted me that you moved here from Boston,” Kimia started the conversation. “Yeah,” Nate raised an eyebrow at me. “Ma wanted to get me away from some family she thought were bad influences.” “I see,” Kimia said with a knowing smirk. “What do you like to do for fun?” Nate thought for a moment. “I play basketball, go to clubs, and I make a mean martini.” “You’re still in high school! Where did you learn to make a martini?” I asked.

It was cluttered with books and materials of all sorts. Several opened books were scattered on the computer table, with red marks and notes scrawled across the pages. Someone had been studying very hard there. Nathan slowly walked over and flipped through the books. Psychology? He frowned as he took in the room. He saw a lot of books on the shelf that didn't belong to him. His gaze was locked on the titles. "Best Ways to Handle Toxic People". "The Key to Overcoming Nasty People" "Foundations of Psychology" Nathan's lips curled slightly as a smirk played on his face.

They also seemed to, as a whole, benefit from the uptick in business. Tapping my finger on the pages, I frowned. There wasn’t a single line in the entire notebook that gave any indication of what Nate felt. How he thought about everything. If anything made him reconsider allowing humans on the territory. Or if it hadn’t, and he was still completely against it. Not a single thing spoke to Nate’s feelings about the pack. Two knocks and Nate opened my door. My brow furrowed as he looked worse today than he did coming in yesterday. Quietly, he stepped up to my desk before sitting down in the chair.

Richard called out that he was home. Nate kicked my tank top under the bed with me. Smoothed out his sheets. Sat down at his desk and opened a textbook like he had been studying all along. I laid there in the dark holding my breath and praying Richard would not come upstairs. Praying this nightmare would end. But of course it did not. Because the universe hated me. Richard's footsteps came up the stairs. Headed straight for Nate's room. A knock on the door. "Come in," Nate called. His voice was steady. Calm. How was he so calm?