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​"Elara! Fear not! Assistance has arrived!" ​I looked up to see Tommy—known to most as the guy with the permanent runny nose—scrambling toward the ditch. Today, however, he looked different. ​He was wearing a leather jacket that was three sizes too big and a pair of dark sunglasses, despite the morning fog. He looked like he was auditioning for a low-budget action movie. ​"Tommy? What are you doing?" I asked. ​"Protecting you from the labor," he said, puffing out his chest.

My books were almost to my chin as I walked to the kitchen, grabbed a bite of toast from my brother; TB’s plate. ‘Hello, oracle’, my brother, TB said. TB means Tamuno Belema. He was teasing me as usual. TB was my twin brother and unlike me, he was at the top of the high school food chain; popular, a jock and just good looking. I was good looking too, I mean which black person on the earth ain’t fine but I was the weird twin, the lesser twin but I didn’t care actually.

"Or he's not coming." "He's coming." I scanned the crowd. Looking for a face I'd tried to forget. Two oh-three. He appeared. Tall. Broad shoulders. Tattoos covering both arms in black and gray ink. Sleeve rolled up despite the cold. Tommy. He saw me. Smiled. All teeth. No warmth. "Jackson. Good to see you, mate." "Tommy." His eyes slid to Sloane. Then Peter. Lingered too long on both. "Thought I said come alone."

He was now one of the most popular pack members and had made friends with almost everyone. Tommy started dating a vampire guard named Tasha a few years ago and they are now engaged. She is so protective of Tommy but I'm grateful that she understands how special my friend is. I was worried that she may not like how close Tommy is to Abby and I but she embraced us wholeheartedly and loves to join in on our fun when she can. I was broken out of my reminiscing by a knock at the door. I shuffled to open it and was greeted with a gasp. I looked up to see all my Aunts along with Maria and Virginia. They all grinned at me as I did a spin for them.

accompanied by a playful wink. Engaging in light-hearted banter, Jenna retorted, "You may claim me, little wolf, but not until you've explored every inch from head to toe. Apparently, your javelin lacked the size earlier, but fear not, dimensions hold no significance for me, my little wolf." Tommy's eyes widened. "Little? Wait until you recover, and you'll witness how 'little' I was," Tommy jokes, playfully showcasing the dynamic of their mate bond.

He looked to be around my age, probably a year or two older and I could see the subtle resemblance he shared with Alessio in the line of his jaw and wavy black hair. “Coraline, that’s Tommy, short for Tommaso.” Alessio introduced in a begrudging tone. “He’s one of my younger cousins living here because his parents kicked him out when he insisted on starting a rock band after graduating high school instead of heading off to the university.” Tommy’s dark eyes twinkled playfully. “Hi, Coraline. You can totally be the band’s manager when we make our debut next year.” “Oh.” I blinked. “Um, thanks for the offer.”

“Where are you? I’ve been waiting for you forever.” Tommy Heidegger was one of the few people I kept in touch with from Jammies University. He had been my friend from the start, always by my side. He even stood up for me and fought Markle when no one else would. Everyone else believed the nasty rumors, but not Tommy. He was always a sweet soul and very protective. “Babe?” he called again, trying to get my attention. Suddenly, Bastian hit the brakes so hard I thought we had crashed into something.

I think they both agree that this is what they want. Tommy slowly turns back towards me with the same smile still on his face and softly hums, “That is exactly what Finn and I had been hoping that you would say.” His smile falters a bit. “I’m afraid that I won’t be able to stay calm if he isn’t around.” Well, I agree with him on that point. Plus, I don’t want to take the two away from each other. Tommy isn’t fully healed yet. I don’t know when he will be mentally healed, but I’m sure that it will be a while.

Though I suppose when I stop and think about it, it’s kind of a weird situation. Tommy and Morgan have been best friends for years. Maggie is marrying her brother’s best friend. My girlfriend is now good friends with my sister, so when those two hang out and we double-date, Tommy comes with. Whatever. We’re all family now. “How’s Bobby?” I ask Tommy. “He’s doing all right. Supposedly he made a breakthrough during group therapy yesterday. Like he did the last time he was there. And the time before that.” “I’m sorry, man. That’s rough.”

he nods yes looking at me, he slowly removes his hands "Yes mum I am fine" he whispers, good girl, he lets go and dives onto my bed "Who are you and what are you doing here?" he looks at me and smiles "are you from school? , did they dare you to do this because there's nothing for me to show" He laughs "Chill lady, Forgive me, let me introduce myself, I am Tommy, but my friends call me Tom, wait, no they just call me Tommy" he laughs What the-