hia

n my direction. I did hear from sources that Rosalie was quite upset about not being mated to them. I

ith both of them, like us?' Thia ch

re while my mind wandered, engaged in a conversation with my wolf. Thia was unfortunately a very weak wolf. She could o

sought various remedies for assistance. One of them, a rogue, provided him with a medication, and after that, I never fully recovered. The intention was to

nonsense, recognizing that I was merely a child who ha

h her wolf," the teacher's strident voice and the impact o

wardly, averting eyes and re

not transition is now consuming your time as well. Your situation is already precarious, with a limited array of job prospects awaiting

ghtily, nonchalantly shrugging her shoulders. Her father had lost by just one point in the contest to become the Royal Beta of The Eclipse Wa

each other, but due to their shared circumstance

lthy brats wi

aid," Rosalie's comment garne

rest of the school day was a living nightmare for me. Every time I zoned out, someone would hit me with a

t as if my life depended on it,

k R

ld gamma and

mpts to manipulate me into choosing him a

ate?" Just like on my 18

orted, attempting to bypass

our weak wolf. Just get over it and accept me as your chos

instead? I want absolutely nothing to do with you." At thi

lesome individuals around. I had heard about him tormenting innocent girls and even stealing fro

s because after that--- I'll make you accept

ara materialized out of nowhere, seizing my hand to pull me away fr

th him once more. I had barely managed to escap

t beside me on the bench. It was our routine to gather at

rehead?" I brushed aside my ba

uched it gently, and when I winced, she

th Thia," I sighed, recollecting the incident that had unfolded during

tes? Explain how others are treating you." She grasped my

e mated to me. There's nothing I can do about it." I had grown so frustrated with her bringing it up every

she shouted, realizing tha

a!" I called back, quickening my pa

t; I couldn't keep this information to myself. Eventually, I'd have to make my mates accept me. If they weren

jected,' Thia vehementl

the middle. There was no mistaking it--it was Atticus's car. I recognized the golden crown sticker on the windshield's corner. However, it wasn't mer

was seated in Enzo's lap, locked in a passionate make-out session with him. Her almost naked b

an in her. The scene was unsettling, and suddenly, an exp

ke my heart was being torn apart. That's when Atticus