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Damien said, shrugging, and without another word, he turned back to watch Elie’s. Brittany’s irritation flared, but she managed to keep her composure. Around the table, Damien’s friends continued their chatter, laughing and joking as if she weren’t even there. Brittany sat stiffly, feeling the weight of her invisibility. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. She was Brittany—popular, confident, and used to being the center of attention. But here she was, being completely ignored, all because of that girl. She glanced back at Elie’s, her mind racing. Elie’s was laughing at something Jenna said, her face glowing with an innocence that Brittany found both irritating and threatening.

AMBER The next days, Brittany walked to me and confronted me. rittany, once the queen of elegance, stood before me, her eyes ablaze with defiance. But I was unyielding, my resolve as unbreakable as steel. She thought she could outwit me, outmaneuver my revenge, but she had underestimated the depth of my determination. "You think you can ruin me?" Brittany's voice was a mix of anger and desperation. "I won't let you destroy everything I've built!"

Brittany didn't bother moving forward or having her seat she remaining standing. Without beating around the bush she stated her reason for coming to see him. "I don't want to get married " Mr Knight dropped his pen and relaxed well on his seat , he stared at Brittany like she had just said the most disgusting word ever. "I don't think you have a choice " Brittany balled her hands to a fist , she grit her teeth angrily , as she tried to stop herself from crying. "Why do you hate me so much ? Is being a girl a crime ?? Why must you despise me so much I am also human!!! "

I asked her, “what the fuck has gotten into you?” “My bad.” She stepped fully onto the deck, letting the door swing shut behind her. “But I wasn’t going to let you have your way like the first night I got here. So when you’re finally in the mood, take it to the hotel.” Brittany went very still. I stared at Sloane. She looked back at me—chin up, eyes bright with amusement and challenge and something else she wasn’t hiding anymore. “The first night,” Brittany said quietly. Not a question. Just repeating it. Processing.

I said watching the exciting Brittany. “I missed you too, you know, I was getting bored here and Jamie isn’t letting me out of his sight, I am glad you came, I spent all my morning and noon watching the warriors, I was on my way going there when you arrive.” She said I could feel the frustration in her, “not that I am complaining but I missed you and Lydia, and what’s up with that girl?” Brittany said as we walked towards the clearing where the warriors were having their training. “Was with her?” I asked when I helped Brittany to a bench since she couldn’t sit on the field.

He hardly spoke to me but he was nice, and he delivered me from Violet's wrath most of the time. But never have I seen him this angry or this fierce. Brittany looked at him like he slapped her on the face, "What do you mean, Connor? Do you realise who you are talking to? I'm the future Luna queen!" He chuckled darkly, "You are nothing but a whore, Brittany. Now, I wouldn't like to repeat myself after this. Leave at once, Brittany." Brittany's face contorted with a mix of rage and disbelief, but Connor's grip on her remained unyielding and unbudging. Her wolf struggled against his dominance, but she couldn't break free.

Brittany was sitting at the table staring at us, watching like everyone else and then she waved us over with her hand, suggesting that we come have a bite to eat, while we discussed important matters, and as she flagged us down, even Olivia and Erin joined us. We wouldn't deny them food, no; we weren't that cruel. However, the matter that were going to be discussed as I surmised was something she would not understand, or even begin to comprehend, since the last time we had invoked it—Olivia wasn't even born yet.

Brittany asked, "What kind do you like?" Horace smirked. "Someone like you." "And what am I like?" "What do you think? Do I really need to say it? Someone bold, passionate, who likes to climb on me every day and ask me to give it to her!" Brittany paused before saying, "Okay, I'll get you a woman, the best and most expensive kind." "Thank you!" he growled. Brittany made the call. "Send a woman here." After hanging up, she looked at Horace. "Wait here. She'll be here in five minutes."

"Are you sure?" “I swear on behalf of all my ancestors Cooper adopted Brittany years ago. Her real name was Teressa Daniel before Cooper changed her to Brittany Smillow. A few nights ago I gave that information to the woman. Lexie." Clarkson's eyes moved timidly to stare at Rafe who was waiting for him to speak more. "I'm sorry that that night I couldn't tell you all the complete information about Brittany's past." "Tell me now." "Brittany has an older brother named Jacob."

Frowning, Brandon said impatiently, “Brittany, are you crazy? I’m your brother. Your biological brother. What are you saying?” “Huh, you’re not my brother.” Brittany was angry. She continued to yell at him, “If you’re my brother, you won’t be saying all this. If you’re my brother, you’ll tell me who the b*tch is. Tell me, is she the seductress from the Mitchell family? Or another family?”