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"Hey Nora, my apologies for reaching out unexpectedly, but I'm curious if you've happened to come across Sierra?" A brief pause lingered before she spoke, revealing a revelation that stirred my emotions. "I hesitated to share this with you, Henry, fearing your reaction. A few months back, I discovered Sierra had joined the Ghost Pack. Not only that, she was on her way to becoming the Alpha of the Ghost Pack Luna." Shock rippled through me, yet I opted to feign composure, concealing my inner turmoil. "That's reassuring news, Nora. I appreciate you informing me," I responded, cutting the conversation short before she could delve further. As I ended the call, a somber expression masked my true

“…that was the last time I slept with anybody I met the same week.” “So… it sounds like you’ve slept with somebody else since then,” I prodded. “Yeah, I dated a girl in another band for awhile. We met at a show where they opened for us.” Kristin Longforth, lead singer of the indie band the Troublemakers, currently doing pretty well for themselves on the Billboard 100. Nowhere near Bigger’s status, though. Last I’d heard, though, she and Ryan were still dating. “Aren’t you seeing her anymore?”

Nick was always on time. That was a good thing, he got acquainted to the girls before Jeremy, Eric and Sam came along. Mallory had actually brought someone as well, Tristan Grant. We knew each other because this town was quite small. We just never talked to each other. He had brunette locks and grey eyes. He wasn't the most good looking guys but his body compensated for that. Mal had explained that they were gym buddies, just gym buddies. Tristan's parents the Grants owned a famous super market. It wasn't as big as Walmart obviously but it was big and popular around Eastwood Valley and yes, they went to our church. Laura later pulled me aside saying..

“In our Tribe, we’re sisters from the day we breathe our first breath until our last. Theodora, Melody, and I raised, trained, and loved Corinna, Gia, and Maya as if they were our own.” Okay, I understand the sentiment, but that doesn’t exactly answer my question. Gia sighs. “Ma, I told Rina the truth years ago. Just focus on what you’re doing.” She says to a huffing Stephanie, who is now holding a whip, giving it a once-over.

Having used the backdoor, things weren’t as crowded as they were at the front. “What is going on here?” I heard a woman call, her tone annoyed before I frowned as I recognized her voice. “Sabine?” I asked and she frowned when she saw the two of us inside. Her brown eyes met mine and I couldn’t help the frown that formed on my face as I took in her outfit. It was one that she would have normally been against wearing. The dress was red, reaching just under her butt, tight around her body, clearly choking her, a term that she normally used when her dresses were one size too big. Now, this one was two sizes too small, that much I can tell.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

The doctor checked his hand and apologized for not noticing earlier. "It's just a slight cut." He called out to a nurse who brought in a tray of equipments. The doctor took a scissors after cutting open the wound and slowly removed the piece of glass . He then stitched it all up. As the treatment was going on, I flinched each time a stitch was done especially when the wound was cut open. Mr Nates didn't move an inch throughout the surgery. He looked at me each time I flinched somehow as if I was a little kid.

Even if it cost her life, she won't let anyone to, again, abuse the poor tribrid! Their twisted beliefs should end! It's ridiculously only a nonsense thing! Sidrich was a sweet child. She's innocent. She's like a new born baby when she met her and there is no doubt she has light within her. She may not be able to see her fate, but she knew no darkness was hidden in the depth of her soul. Florencia laughed and launched at Karheel. Karheel, through her power, fights with her. But it wasn't enough. She hasn't recovered half of her power after she was kicked from Hinua coven—the reason why she can easily be defeated now.

Greyson “Oh, yes, Sir, I’m flexible. I take yoga classes. It really helps with my flexibility.” She ran an unnervingly long red talon up her smooth, orange leg, thrusting her cosmetically enhanced tits out and continued waffling about yoga. It’s not what I had in mind when I asked if she was flexible after explaining the position involved occasional travel. Ever since I agreed to that damn interview for a vacuous gossip rag, money grabbing harlots like the one toying with her scrawny legs in my office plagued my life. I should have guessed they'd infiltrate my professional life when Mabel announced her intention to retire. And I should've known better than to mention my deep craving for a re