The Lycan's Surrogate
They may even laugh at her weakness, but she meant the light for my life, now, I could only see the dark side.
Dressed in a white shirt, black vest, and pants as all the other slaves, I stood along the west wall with them, people watching and wishing the party was over already.
I heard a high pitch voice that could only belong to Fiona’s friend Lily. I looked over to my right and watched them walk over towards me. “Of course, I will,” Fiona replied to something Lily had said. “Not only am I going to show everyone how amazing and powerful I am--” she paused to brush back a piece of her obviously dyed blonde hair. “But I will be finding my mate. I can feel it. Tonight is the night.”
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