Novel & Cerita You Re Mine Easton And Harper Story

“What!!?” “Hi. I'm Easton, Alpha Easton Dawson of the Crescent pack and I believe you are my mate, fated for me by the Moon Goddess. Come with me and be mine, you belong with me, and not in this godforsaken place,” he explains, and my jaw drops even lower.

The faint echoes of laughter and conversations from days long past reverberated through the corridors, a reminder of the rich tapestry of experiences that had shaped my existence. With each step, I felt my surroundings pressing in on me, a silent witness to the joys and sorrows that had unfolded within those walls. As I made my way towards the task at hand. Allison POV Feeling a surge of shock and betrayal, I quickly scanned the message on my phone, my heart pounding in my chest. The words pierced through me like a knife: "Ma'am Mr. Harmon is in the mansion with his ex-wife." My mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions as I realized the gravity of the situation.

“I found my mate. You were once my friend, Harps. You should be happy for me.” “I’m in love with you,” Haper said, folding her arms across her chest. “I thought you were feeling something for me too. But I guess I was wrong.” “Look, I enjoyed hooking up. But it can’t happen again. Not while I’m trying to figure out what to do about my mate.” “Well, you have a bit of time to figure it out,” I said, interrupting their conversation. Harper tensed when I approached and then I sat at the counter, grabbing the coffee that Chester had waiting for me.

Tired of watching Ethan look at Harper like she was something he had misplaced and just found again. Completely exhausted from being the person he chose while wanting someone else. I opened the campus blog and read the headline one more time. *WESTBROOK'S MOST TALKED ABOUT COUPLE, IT WAS ALL A LIE.*

At first glance, I thought it was Urijah returning, but I quickly realized that it was Easton when he came into the moon light. “Where’s Urijah?” I asked him, needing to know that he was okay. “You just missed him.” Easton said as he closed the distance between us, wrapping his arms around me pulling me into him, before he says, “But you have me now to keep you company.” The touch of his flesh against my own felt amazing, and for a moment I felt myself getting lost to it, but I couldn’t allow myself to be distracted by it, until I knew where Urijah had gone. Easton’s lips now moved acrost my neck, placing soft kisses on my flesh, until he came to my mark that Urijah left, claiming me as his,

Sienna turned the car around, her hands steady on the wheel, and we head back for Weston. The drive back to Weston was tense and silent, a suffocating weight pressing down on my chest with every passing second. My head throbbed with the relentless pounding of thoughts, each one more damning than the last. Clarke’s betrayal. Grant’s involvement. Lydia’s lies. And Harper… Harper’s lifeless body in Lydia’s arms flashed through my mind like a nightmare on loop. My throat constricted, my breathing shallow as the image tore through me again and again. A child so innocent, so undeserving of the chaos she was thrust into, gone because of their twisted games.

I watch from the kitchen, stirring sauce on the stove, wondering how the hell I got so lucky to have this tiny, chaotic ray of sunshine in my life. “So,” I say over dinner, “how was California?” Harper sighs dramatically, twirling her fork through her pasta. “Oh, you know. Fancy restaurants, ridiculous shopping trips, billionaires being billionaires.” I grin. “Sounds terrible.” “It was,” she says with mock seriousness. “I barely survived.” She pauses, her smile fading just slightly. “Actually, there was… one thing.” I set my fork down. “What happened?” She tugs her bottom lip between her teeth, a sure sign she’s nervous. “Rafe’s teammate,” she says slowly. “Jeff McNaught.”

he said arms at akimbo “You know I don’t have time” “Exactly. So I win” “Fine you win. Congratulations! Can we go now?” “Yea. I have made my point so let’s go” We head for the church where I will be united with Haley in Holy Matrimony—I can’t wait! A few minutes after we left, the locust Harper killed comes back to life, breeding more of its kind from the parts of its body that is scattered on the floor ****** I’m sorry this is coming late, You are invited to my wedding. Come watch us make a sweet memory. Until next time. Adios

“What will you do if I don’t kneel?” Easton sneered. “Young man, in Michigan, you’re the first person who dares to talk like this to me. Maybe you really don’t know who I am.So, listen carefully. I’m going to tell you now. My name is Easton Zimmer.” Unexpectedly. Alex’s reply was, “Are you done talking? If you’re done, then I’ll trouble you to move aside now.” “Brat, you…” At this moment, Grace finally managed to catch her breath.