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She laughed lightly, “No, Luna. It’s not what you think. My story with Steven is long and lonely.” She’s finally going to tell me what the deal is with Dr. Higslee! I only wish I had a cup of tea, to drink while I listen to her story. “Okay, I’m all ears.” I told her. “Steven and I grew up together. We were inseparable. In our youth, we both loved studying together and would go to school events and pack house events together. Everyone in our pack knew we would be fated mates.” She started, “I am a couple of months older than Steven. So, when I turned eighteen, I shifted. I didn’t sense my mate at that time. Everyone became so certain that Steven and I were mates by then, that everyone was wa

Admiration tugged at her heart, but she quickly pushed it aside when a young man made his way over to her. It was none other than Steven, King Greg’s cousin. Tall with wavy black hair and smouldering blue eyes, he had a smile that was both charming and menacing. “Why hello there,” he said huskily as he reached out for Lyra’s hand. “Hey there,” Steven said, his voice smooth. “I’m Steven. You must be Lyra.” Lyra nodded and smiled politely. “Yes, that’s me. Nice to meet you.” Steven’s eyes swept over her, and he smirked. “So, you’re the new wolf in the pack. Interesting.”

Steven said " I think I need to talk to Jenn about this first. I can't keep this from her,' I said "You don't have to, Angel," Steven said and grabbed my hand, making sparks go all through my body. "Why do I feel sparks when the three of you touch me?" I asked, and they looked at each other. "Remember what we told you that your parents were Mates?' Steven asked "Yes,' I replied "Mates are soulmates, the other half of each other. Once a werewolf meets their soulmate, they want no one else. So any romantic feelings they had for anyone else die because they only want their Mate," Stephen said, and I waited for him to continue.

No one asked him to did this. "Your water. " he heard Steven voice He looked up at him and accept his bottle of water. "Thanks." He said. "You're okay now?" "En." Steven withdrew his gaze from Owen and put his attention to the game. "Hah! Da*n it! " Steven exclaimed with low voice. "I thought you already understand?" Owen speak when he heard him. A while ago, "I am your boyfriend but you are crying because you saw your best friend kissing someone else?" Steven voice is like a knife that is trying to cut his stupidity.

I walked back to the couch, and Steven was still lying there, not moving, just staring blankly at the ceiling with a furrowed brow. Writer's Note Oh my goodness, what an idiot. No means no. What are you all thinking? Feel free to support me by commenting, voting 💎or leaving a review. Hugs and Love, Sapphirian J🥰 Thank you all so much for reading! You're the best!

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Chapter 31 MISSING 4 Daisy didnt know what to do with all this overwhelming information Mrs Dante was telling her, She could clearly remember the first few days she had met Steven, He had looked happy but by now, she was well aware all that was presence, Steve was never happy, that's why his moods switched up all the time. "Do you think that's the reason why he treats me like this?" She asked Mrs Dante "Honey, am gonna be honest with you, No. Steve loves me and his Dad so much, I know that for a fact, I just don't understand why he would treat you like this"

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

The next morning, our apartment smelled like coffee and sex. I woke up sore in the best way possible, Caleb’s arm draped possessively over my waist and his cum still dried on my inner thighs from last night’s second, off-camera round. I couldn’t stop replaying it in my head — the way he’d looked at me when the camera was off, like he wasn’t sure where the acting ended and we began. I slipped out of bed and checked our anonymous OnlyFans page on my laptop. My stomach flipped.

I answered immediately. I was just hoping that he was not here yet a while ago! "Can we talk for a minute?" Steven added. I do not want to talk to you! "If you don't—" Will he eat me too? Like, what did he do to the dog?! Waaah! No, I don't want to die yet. "You sure are overthinking." Can he read my mind? What a talent! "I cannot read your mind. You are just too readable." he added again.