Team 10 Tessa Novels & Stories

Delcan walked back into the room,when she was all dressed and sat down next to Chantelle. He looked her in the eyes and said, "I know that was probably awkward, and I'm sorry if I crossed a line. But I want you to know that you can trust me. I won't do anything that you're not comfortable with, and I'll always respect your boundaries. You're safe with me." Chantelle felt tears welling up in her eyes, but they were tears of gratitude, not sadness. She felt like she could finally start to let go of her past and begin to heal.

“You asked who I saw there." “Who?” I prompt. “Selena,” Tessa says, and the word alone makes the air feel colder. “Elara. And a couple other girls, one from the western ridge packs, one from lake territory.” My wolf shifts inside me, displeased. Tessa forces a bright breath. “I’m still excited. I just…” Her voice drops. “I don’t want to go home alone.” I cross the room and sit beside her, shoulder to shoulder. “You won’t be alone,” I tell her.

The team members exchanged glances, trying to understand what was happening. Some of them recognized the name. Some recognized the face. But none of them had expected this reaction from Lauren. “Ms. Lauren,” one of the team members spoke up carefully, breaking the silence. “This is the top-tier designer sent by headquarters… Tessa.” The name hung in the air. Heavy. Definite. Lauren turned slowly towards the speaker, her expression tightening as if she hadn’t heard correctly. “What did you say?” she snapped, her voice sharp, disbelief clear in her tone.

You know in our life sometimes we lie for a good reason don't be too perfect or honest because ot all the time those aspects will bring you always in blue I just want to introduce my one and only Mike he is now my project partner at the same time my partner we build bridge he is so very talented he knows how to play music, painting, sketch, drawing, writing, and kung-fu yeah also he is a media influencer although he always said this to me that he is shy person but actually he put it in a right place like he is shy when out of his career but ounces he is in his career yeah, He is best one for me by the way this this coming birthday of him I will gift him my light year gift you don't know what

"Well then, since she has to be on the team, how about I leave? I'm not really a part of this competition anyway, so I'm sure you won't miss me." "You can't leave," their instructor shook her head in disagreement. "I'm sure whatever the issue is can be resolved soon. You're just angry now. Think it over." "Let's go, Tessa. I'm fed up with this place," Zura declared. She shot them a defiant look, daring them to stop her, but no one did. We left the studio with no interruption.

A black SUV rolled up the drive. Tessa stepped out. She looked different… thinner, sharper, eyes hollowed by rage and desperation. Her hair was pulled into a severe bun. She wore a tailored black coat, red lipstick like a warning. She carried a slim leather folder. Stopped ten feet from the steps. The family stared. Blindsided. Tessa lifted her chin. Looked straight at Ophelia. “I’m here for what’s mine,” she said. Her voice was cold. Controlled. But cracking at the edges.

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I bid them to enter and the housekeeping supervisor pokes her head in. “You sent for me, Alpha?” she asks nervously. “Natalie, this is Tessa. She will work on your team full time until further notice,” I advise. The supervisor looks at Tessa curiously, then holds her hand out to shake Tessa’s, “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Sorry if I smell like bleach, we’ve been doing some sanitizing down in the weight room today.” Tessa stands and gives her a firm handshake, “It’s alright. I understand.” The only difference between her and Lenora that I can tell, is that she doesn’t have Lenora’s dagger and heart tattoo that has Mom and Dad’s names incorporated on her forearm.

Ivy whispered loud enough for me to hear. Then she turned back to Tessa. Holding her gaze, unblinking. “The training will help your Boss” Tessa's jaw worked and for a long moment, I thought she might just walk away but instead she exhaled slowly and stepped forward. Composed as ever. “Fine." “Tessa.." I called out “Your task is to run, Tessa. Ever been on a sports team?” "I ran for girls scout years back" she replied. “Still counts" she stepped back. "On my signal you run, hide. Make sure she doesn't get to you”

Tessa Sterling. I knew the name. Everyone in any room that intersected with motorsport knew the name. Sterling Motorsports had been building race cars since before I was born. Tessa had been driving them since she was sixteen. She had podiums on four continents and a reputation that preceded her by about three rooms in every direction. She paused just inside the entrance. Not because she had lost her bearings — she knew exactly where she was. She paused because she understood the value of a pause. Of letting a room absorb her arrival before she decided what to do with it.