Who Does Amy End Up With In Secret Life Mga Nobela at Kwento

7 months after the birthday party Amy’s pov Today I’ll turn 18. Maybe I'll find my mate Today. My father hopes that he will be an alpha from another pack and that will help to Keep the peace. Peter's father and mine hope that Peter is my mate. If he is, I’ll find out in two months but i hope he is not. Don't get me wrong i love Peter but as a friend. There's no spark between us at least not from my part.

No attachment whatsoever. Aiden phone pinged, distracting him from pressing further. Something on his screen made him smirk, and when he hended me the phone to take a look for myself, I couldn't the amused look that took over my expression. "Marcus Stanfield is getting married to Mirabelle ?" I asked incredulously, handing his phone back. "Thought he was married to her sister, what's her name again ? " "Amanda ? Beats me too. She is a sweet one, I wonder why he divorced her." Aiden said thoughtfully.

I bade with a loving smile as I began on my way out. "Call next time" he said after me and I smiled not looking back. Of course I wouldn't, and out the door I went. JOSH I was in an expensive restaurant, seated and waiting for Amy, my supposed 'wife', at least until after she'd signed the contract. She finally arrived. I didn't even need to remember her face, her tights and huge ass glasses already did the job. She seemed shy as she walked in, trying not to make eye contact with the judging ones of the aristocrats in the building.

I grabbed his hand to walk to class. But then the door opened down the hall and Amy came walking out with a smile, turning a moment, and kissed Dylan, laughing like there wasn't a worry in the world. I bet she was making good use of that time in the basement with Niko's men. "Of course." Zander sighed, turning from her so he didn't have to watch. "I'm sorry," I whispered to him, but he never made a move either. Amy would probably be much better off if she had him by her side.

Miss Laura is Alpha’s fiancée. They will be having their final wedding ceremony tomorrow which is one of the reasons why the pack is sort of busy. Most things have been prepared a week before yet, the garden wasn’t attended to for a reason best known to them. The enclosure was opened, and Miss Laura majestically walked towards me. Her nose was crunched up as she walked. “Amy right?” She asked. “Yes,” I answered. I have learned that it is better to use words in answering those higher up than using body gestures.

He promised himself in his heart that he will deal with her properly the moment they reached home. It took Chloe a long time to come back to her senses but she seemed to have lost the ability to speak. Never in her wildest dream would she have imagined that Amelia had married the most mysterious person in the world. But looking at their smooth interaction and the great chemistry between the two, she felt as if her life was complete. This was just too satisfying. She even started to imagine the facial expressions of the people from the Lightwood family when they found out the truth, especially those cheating bastards.

I was going to get into a load of trouble when I got back home but that was the least of my worries right now. My phone rang, breaking the eerie silence and I glanced at the caller ID, it was Aiden. We hadn’t had the time to speak at length ever since Dad proclaimed us as mates, everything had gotten awkward within the blink of an eye. “Hey,” I whispered as I placed the phone on my ear. “Where the hell are you, Amelia?” Aiden yelled. I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the tears threatening to fall. Less than twenty-four hours ago, I was Mel to him, one of his favorite people in the world.

Like he wanted to prove something. I melted, because of course I did. His lips were warm, careful. His thumb traced my jaw, and I leaned in without thinking, without caring about anything but him. When we finally pulled apart, I pressed my forehead to his. “I don’t want to be your secret.” “You’re not,” he whispered. “You’re the realest thing in my life.” We didn’t study that night. We lay side by side on my bed, staring at the ceiling like idiots.

“For fraud. And Clide… he’s broke. Completely. His company collapsed. He’s hiding from creditors. Everything just… fell apart.” Amy sat beside me on the bed. “Does that make you sad?” “It makes me feel free,” I confessed softly. “But I still feel… alone.” Amy gave a light smile. “Then maybe it’s time for something better. Or someone better.” I frowned slightly. “What do you mean?” “There’s someone I want you to meet.” I stared. “Amy, I’m not ready for—” She didn’t let me finish. She pulled out her phone and made a call. “Come in.”

When did Amy start to change? We headed back to the mansion, but she was nowhere to be found. Dexter didn't seem too concerned. "Well, at least she had the sense to leave early. Now, Eden won't have to stay upset." But as I stood there, staring at the empty room, I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling creeping in. Suddenly, Dexter grabbed my shoulder, his voice bursting with excitement. "Alan, now that Amy's out of the picture, can you finally be with Eden? I remember how close you two used to be!"