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“Are you ready for this?” “Are you kidding me girlfriend. I was born for this. I was born to be your bestie, your secret keeper, and your Beta,” she says, then gets serious, holding out her pinky. “Bestie Promise that we’ll always stay close, have each other’s back, work through any problems we have together, and always support each other.” I don’t hesitate; I reach out and hook my pinky with hers. “I Bestie Promise.” I hold her pinky and pull her into a hug. “I love you, Scarlet.”

It had been four days since the blowup. Since I walked in on my ex-best friend and my ex-boyfriend and found out, in the worst possible way, what they really thought of me. I was trying to be a better person. A calmer one. Maybe someone who didn’t get into screaming matches with the people who used to know her best. Someone who didn’t cling to the idea of community after losing the only two people she thought she could count on. Someone who didn’t stress-bake muffins on a Sunday morning just to feel less alone.

My eyes turn glassy, the emotions overwhelming me. “ I am…really happy. ” I whisper. The past six months have been the best time of my life. At the start, I wondered if a problem would arise again, but my doubts cleared, and my anxiety subsided with time. Because…they were always by my side. Ania, Alma and Tristin. Even with all their flaws, they are the best people I have met in my whole life. They care for me in weird ways, and with them, life never gets boring.

“What do you think you're doing?” Thalia snickered, though she was a powerful figure in school, Xyla also had a pretty strong reputation and backing, they never agreed on a thing as Xyla is my best friend and always stood up for me when Thalia strikes. “The pauper's best-friend is here. It's nice to see that she hasn't rubbed off her ill-luck on you, you should hang out with people on your level, people like me.” Thalia said, shamelessly. Xyla hissed loudly. “You're way beneath me Thalia and you know that.”

“Hmm that would be nice. I have an idea that woudl blow your mind.” “Hmm, i am itching to hear it.” “So how about we have a threesome?” My first thought was that it was going to be my mom and us. It was all i imagined. “Threesome? Sounds cool, what is going to be the arrangement?” “My best friend and i with you darling.” “Two males and i?” “Yes baby girl but it is fine if you do not want it okay?”

"I know it sounds crazy, but I couldn't choose just one. I'm in love with all three of them, and Zuri accepts them as her daddies so it works out perfectly." Chelsea leans back, still looking a little shell-shocked. "I'm definitely not judging...but damn. They must really love you to agree to this." A slow smile tugs at my lips. "They really do." "Hey, if anyone can handle three emotionally constipated biker men, it'd be you," Ashley adds with a smirk. "I mean, let's be real...King's had the biggest character arc of the century, and I'm pretty sure it's all because of you."

Then he stepped back, running a hand over his face. I knew, even in my haze, what this meant for him. Dante’s best friend. The family’s most trusted enforcer. Touching the boss’s little sister in a club booth, making her scream his name, carrying her home like a secret lover. In our world, that was betrayal. A death sentence if anyone found out. The room went quiet except for my slow breathing. The alcohol and adrenaline had finally won. I slipped into deep sleep. The taste of him and the feel of his fingers still lingering on my skin.

Part of falling for Ethan meant getting to know his world—and his world included three guys who’d been his friends since middle school. There was Jake, the tallest of the group, with a perpetual smirk and a reputation for being able to talk his way out of anything. He was the one who organized the weekend hangouts, the one who always knew where the party was. Underneath the laid‑back exterior, though, he was fiercely loyal. I’d seen him step between Ethan and a guy who’d made a snide comment about him transferring schools. Jake didn’t throw a punch, but he didn’t have to. The look he gave was enough.

WREN Rule one: Best friends never keep secrets. Rule two: Best friends come before everyone else. Rule three: Best friends always have each other's backs. Rule four: Best friends show up to the big moments together. Rule five: Best friends never abandon each other to be popular. Rule six: A best friend's brother is a brother, never a love interest. Rule seven: Best friends spend every birthday together, without exception. Rule eight: Best friends champion each other's dreams. Rule nine: No lies, whatever the cost. Rule ten: Best friends settle every fight before the day ends. Rule eleven: Nobody gets to wedge themselves between best friends. And rule twelve: Best friends forever, whatever ha

“He is the rude one without a shadow of a doubt. He knows he is good-looking, and he uses it like a weapon. If Lucian is the one people respect and Damien is the one people try to get close to, Adrian is the one people should probably stay away from but do not because he's hot and charismatic.” Debbie finally cut in, her tone calmer but no less certain. “She is not exaggerating. They are always together, always. You barely see one of them without the other two somewhere nearby. People call them the big three because they run a lot of the social side of campus. If they want a party shut down, it shuts down. If they want someone off a guest list, that person is off. I have never heard of them