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She immediately snatched the icepack from the mischievous old lady and dismissed her services. "And why the heck do you have a smirk on your face?" Lauren asked furiously when she spotted the look on her face from the reflection on the glass doors of the wine shelves. "I'm not smirking," Wanda responded, trying so hard to contain her excitement. "You think I'm dumb?! Or blind?!" Lauren blazed, holding Wanda's wrist aggressively when she was about leaving. "Let go off my hand Lauren..." "Or what? Huh?! You think I can't see?"

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Stepping outside of the pack house, there was a brown wolf. She was pretty, from what I could see. She looked like she was waiting for someone. Walking closer to her, she stayed still. How wired, it’s like she knew who I was, being now right in front of her, I said, “Hello.” She wagged her tail, and then in my head, I heard. ‘Hello, Carter! I’m Wanda!’ My eyes grew wide, and I took some steps back. “What the fuck, did you just link me? But how? You are a wolf!”

Her gaze fell on the scratches on my shoulder before she pounced on me and pinned me to the bed. Caught completely off guard, I couldn't stop her from stabbing a sharp blade into my shoulder, covering up the scratch marks with blood. "Have you lost your mind, Wanda?" I roared. Wanda's eyes were completely bloodshot as she pressed her weight down on me. A vein in her forehead pulsed rapidly. "This will be your first and last time! I'm going to bury that trending topic. You better return to normal before I lose control." Wanda's definition of "normal" was the way I didn't even flinch when explicit photos of her and her lovers spread like wildfire online. I also simply accepted all the items th

She’s also part of the mafia, which was a real shocker when I found out. In the middle of getting my coffee, someone calls my name. My first thought is that it’s a fan, but when I turn. I see Wanda, dressed in an orange tank top with graphic pants, waving frantically at me, while clutching a paper cup. Do I wave back or just give her a nod? Socializing is so freaking hard. I nod instead, turning back to the line to wait for my coffee, but she just have to walk towards me. “Hey.” She’s grinning brightly, and since grinning is one of my worst facial expression, I settle for another nod.

Scarlett’s POV “Tasha! Channing! What do you have for us?” I call out to two of my trackers as I walk toward the pack land’s northern border. They had gone out, following the unknown scent that the warriors had picked up. Cayden, Bree, Jacob and I are on our way to meet them as they return home. They both shift from their wolves into their human forms as Jacob tosses them both a shirt and a pair of sweatpants. “Well,” Tasha says as she jumps into the sweatpants Jacob gave her, “it’s interesting.”

I can feel my wolf clawing at the surface, ready to rip her apart for daring to treat her own daughter like a whore. “What did you say?” my voice comes out in a low, dangerous rumble. Fear flashes in Wanda’s eyes and her smile falters. She takes a step back, dabbing the perspiration that has formed on her forehead. In her haste, she accidentally knocks off the sunglasses perched on her nose. Quickly, she picks it up and tries to salvage the situation, her voice becoming more cautious. “Lord Ezra, I only want what’s best for you. I’m merely trying to ease your –“

Weldon opened the lid as the sun set, revealing a delicate girl with two ponytails. With a slender and petite figure, her big, lively eyes looked at everyone, but her face was as pale as a zombie in a movie. "Hello, I'm Wanda. Weldon is my brother!" She stood up from the coffin. The girl was barely 1.5 meters tall. However, Wanda said, "I'm 38 years old this year. After I got sick, I've been like this." Chad was already certain that Wanda was a puppet.

Santan ran down to meet, both Melinda and Calista at the outskirts of the Mountain Dew pack, in a bid to get his mate, Melinda to return to the pack, but in the end, Melinda used her charm to sway Santan into joining her and Calista in the wild. We were back at the Ridgewood pack. Cassandra Maximoff, Calista's sister, was the new Alpha of the Ridgewood pack. She was the last surviving member of the Maximoff dynasty. She was having a steamy session with her lover, Zora, a werelion, and after they were done, a minor disagreement led to a brawl, and it soon turned into a brutal war.

At the back of London’s mind, she couldn’t help but wonder how she would broach the topic. Of course, Wanda knew what she was doing. Watching this human behaving so out of her element brought her joy. The little human had no idea who she was having tea with. The nervousness was warranted, but Wanda didn’t think the popular streamer would come in glasses, a turtleneck long-sleeve and jeans. She looked more like a nerd than a social butterfly, but the grand high witch only liked her better now.