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He asked, looking at me. My heart raced when he addressed me like that. That was something Levi would call me. "Uh...Clair…" I stuttered. "Cool." He flashed his awesome lopsided grin as he reached for his wallet to fish out a card from it. "This is my address and my number. Call me honey." He said as he gave the card to me. "If you want a session tonight I'm up for it, and free of charge. But seriously, Clair. Call me. I like to make friends." He winked.

I will love you and only you for as long as I live. I give my heart to you, only you. And no matter what happens, I will never take it back. I don't want you to be uncertain about our future or be insecure. You are the only one I want to kiss, the only one I want to make love to, the only one I want to bear my children and the only one I want to be beside me until the end of my life.

and come alone. See you in five. Make it ten.

I heard Four's voice call from behind me but I had already the gym door shut and I was making a beeline for the elevator hoping I could get in it quick enough that I wouldn't have to be in the same lift as him. "I'm leaving now love, if you need anything all you have to do is go downstairs and ask someone" Four bent down on his honkers to meet my eye level as I was sprawled out on the sofa flicking threw the newly added N*****x movies. I looked past his face continuing to concentrate on picking out a movie as his hand reached out placing it on my cheek and pushing me to look in his direction. "I wont be back till late, so don't wait up okay?" He further speaks attempting to gain a response t

My family believed in democracy. Every decision was settled by a family vote. Dad, Mom, my brother Dylan Conley, and my sister Tessa Conley each got one vote. So did I. The problem was, four against one meant I never won. During my junior year of high school, my brother wanted a new computer. The vote was four to one. The money I'd saved for three years of tutoring was gone. In senior year, when it was time to submit college applications, I earned early admission to Northbridge University, but Tessa cried and said she couldn't stand the thought of me moving so far away. So the family held another vote. Dad pinned my application form beneath his hand. "Majority rules. You're going to

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

"Back to you, young man. How old are you exactly?" The question hit Emily like a punch to the gut. She inhaled sharply, a chunk of chow mein lodging in her throat. As she coughed and sputtered, her mind raced. Shit, shit, shit. This was not happening. Sophia snorted, poorly disguising her laughter as she thumped Emily on the back. Lucas, ever the picture of composure, set down his chopsticks and met her father's eyes. "I'm forty four." Emily's coughing fit intensified.

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"Four's mother, Her grave, There is a massive explosive device planted at the cemetery, Timed to detonate today," My mind raced, Today, I pulled out my phone and checked the date, My stomach dropped, It was the anniversary of Four's mother's death, He visited her grave every year without fail, "Four go to the cemetery today," I said, "Yes, at ten o'clock, He is predictable, Carver counted on that, The bomb is under her headstone, When four kneel to pay respects, it detonates, He dies at his mother's grave, Poetic revenge,"

•••QUINN••• My body tossed to the other side of the room, i looked up to see Manfred enjoying every bit of my defeat, i managed to get up panting wiping sweat away from my forehead, my lungs were on fire probably due to challenging Manfred. "Give up? " Manfred teased, i placed my palm on my thigh, i threw my left hand in the air. "Time out.." i hissed as Manfred nodded turning his back on me, i hissed in a harsh brearth running up to him to take him down but instead Manfred quickly took hold of me and pinned me down.