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I have no reason not to believe them. ‘So will our auras be equal now? What about when we take over the pack?” I ask, waiting for the answer. I have figured out how to shield my aura when around others. I wonder what it would feel like to drop all of them. ‘We will have to wait and see,’ Cas speaks for the first time since Zinna and Crscenda showed up. I can feel her guilt at keeping things from me. ‘Cas, you do not have to feel guilty. I understand why you kept it a secret. You don’t need to feel bad about anything.’ I tell her sincerely.

the leader said. “Do you think Garren will chase after us?” The leader chuckled. “He would be a fool if he did. Besides, we're good at covering our tracks, aren't we, Zathrian?” A huffed-out laugh came in response. “We sure are, Javaid.”

I leaned my head against the seat, exhaustion pulling at me, my wound throbbing with every heartbeat. And then my phone buzzed. Once. Twice. Unknown number. My stomach dropped. I unlocked the screen with trembling fingers. Unknown: You survived. Good. Another message followed immediately. Next time, you won’t walk away. My breath hitched. I didn’t show anyone. Not yet. Because deep down, I knew this wasn’t something I could hand over. This wasn’t just their war anymore. It was mine. As the car turned onto my street, I looked up and froze.

Perhaps over the years, he had considered that possibility, though he would never admit that he had lost to me in both timelines. “It doesn’t matter. Say whatever you want. Wesley, admit it, everything you’re working for now is just laying the groundwork for me. Honey, let’s grab him! We’ll make the Harrisons pay to get him back. Then, we won’t have to live like fugitives anymore.” I turned. Ivy was already beside me with a rope in her hand. She was staring at me like a predator sizing up its prey. “I’d advise you against it.” I meant it.

Warren’s voice in the background. Ryan laughing. I froze. No, no, no. I scrolled. Another post. Another video. Different angle. Comments flooding underneath. “This guy is insane” “Scholarship kid wilding” “Bro really thought he had a choice” My chest felt tight. I kept scrolling. I didn’t know why. Maybe hoping it would stop. It didn’t. More. Clips. Edits. Zoom-ins. Someone had turned it into a GIF. Looping My shame over and over again

I dusted off my hands, my tone light. She walked over and pulled me into a gentle hug. "Good. It's time to move forward." The days before leaving the country passed quickly. I met up with friends, spent time with my family, and got everything ready for the trip. I deliberately blocked out anything related to Nevaeh and Edward. All I knew was that she had tried to contact me many times, but every attempt failed. Her mom said she cried for a long time on the day she found out I had thrown away all the gifts and letters.

“Why are you doing this!!” ____ please press the pretty gems... 🖤🎀🖤 A. Gupta

Ignoring everything. Not again. right?

Time to end this one way or another. ***

that would be iconic I stared at their messages for a long time. These girls who made me laugh. Who sent me memes and checked in on me and didn't know. Couldn't know. Because if they knew, everything would change, and I couldn't let everything change. Not right now. Not when I was this close to having something that looked like a plan. They would give me pity, I don't want to be pitied. I typed back: Me: it's not haunted. unfortunately. the gardens are actually really nice though