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My dad is wearing a dark green suit and everyone turns and stares at him as soon as we arrive to the function. "This is exciting," Sammy whispers and squeezes my hand. She's rocking new hair tonight. Her hair is long, blond and shinny. Gorgeous. And she's wearing a stunning gold dress with her whole back in display. Also, her skin is shinning like she applied glitter or dark magic or something. I don't know how she did all that, but she looks like a Hollywood actress tonight. "Guys, stop holding hands," Brody growls and gets in between me and Sammy, "You look goofy, all four of you holding hands together.”

Chapter 22: The First Mark Silas Sydney raises her hand to quiet the pack again. "Now to our other announcement. As most of you have heard, I found my mate when I traveled to the Amaris Pack. Silas Youngblood is the third son of the Beta Youngblood family. The goddess has blessed our pack and me with a strong and capable Lumiere." The pack erupts in cheering. An Alpha couple insured stability for the pack, and heaven knows they wanted it.

She extended her bloodied hand towards him, “The name is Sam, Sam Collins.” Alex stared at her. She had a fiery spirit about her, some would call her fearless even. He absentmindedly took her hand, shaking it gently, “I’m..ah, Alex, Alex Bennett.” “Well hey there ah..Alex. Are you sure that’s your name?” Sam teased, looking at the handsome man staring down at her, butterflies trying to hold a gymnastic meet in her gut. “You're acting like you're the one who hit their head, not me.”

“That is not comforting.” “Jayden, listen.” She stepped closer and touched my arm lightly. “You didn’t slap a prince. You slapped Sammy.” “What difference does that make?” “A huge one,” she said. “Sammy isn’t normal. He isn’t like the rest of them. He’s… intense. He doesn’t let people near him. He doesn’t let anyone touch him. He doesn’t talk to anyone. He doesn’t claim friendships. He barely tolerates his own council. Wolves bow when he walks past. Teachers don’t look him in the eye. He scares people.”

Sammy says as she approached my desk. I'm trying to push back the vision of bending her over my desk, rolling up that skirt and slapping that tight ass of hers. "Uh...It's fine. Samantha Gale. This is Alpha Jackson of Red Rock." I introduce her, slightly rising from my chair. Luke stands up. "Samantha." He flashes her a smile. "Please, call me Sammy." She smiles back. "Sammy....That's cute." He grins. I clear my throat. Luke looks over at me as I shoot him a look.

SAMMY Sammy was in a really bad place. She was mostly driven by passion and determination, which her father really hated. He thought she was too self absorbed with the events in her life. Sammy would beg to disagree; the things and people in her life needed her touch. Only then would they be able to be fulfilled. She was the messiah for them. She made them feel better, just like she did Tessa. Oh, Tessa.

I take off my earbuds and sit down next to Sammy. "Hi" I mumble. Thankfully Sammy, always my savior, takes over. "Guys this is Braze he's new. Braze this is Ash and Clare." she introduces and points. The redheaded girl Clare smiles at me and says: "Hi Braze, Sammy talked about you. I'm so sorry about what happened with Hodge but.." She didn't get any further because the pale boy Ash opens his mouth totally interrupting her. "I'm gay but not I am single"

she begs, looking back at me and pleading with her eyes and body for me to fuck her. I give her another kiss before pulling back and grabbing onto her hips. My knees dig into the sand beneath the blanket as I run the length of my cock along her wet pussy, making her practically purr as she rocks her hips against me, arching her back and showing me that sexy dip in her lower back.