Lie To Me Alpha

I heard a loud thud like a heavy mass landed behind me with a whoosh.

gly boy who looked like a skeleton with big glasses that overwhelmed hi

.” He pointed to the pack of laughing jackals from th

aking my fists. They only laughed harder. I turned my attention back to the kid and h

lasses, mumbled y

ny jeans before stepping on the escalator. When I looked up, my eyes met with piercing green

ittle light-headed. When he shifted his attention to the pretty girl next to him with a charmin

turing toward me, and someone tackled me from behind, nearly causing me to stumble. With a snarl, I whirled

strangled you right now,” I hissed, lowering my fist. “Didn’t

itude?” She straightened her posture and hurriedly fi

h from her rapid chang

w, bimbo,” she whispered through gritted teeth, clampin

pportunity to meet one of them. My entire life cycle thus far only included going to school and heading back home. M

e I wasn’t. She put on her brightest smile, while I bit on my bottom lip. I pretended to loo

her most congenial voice even as

me. Those piercing green eyes met mine again and stared back this time. He appe

ing good looks and fanned themselves because he was so hot. All I could th

n turned away from him with a glare. I wanted to make it seem like his presence didn’t fa

led out loud, which caught everyone’s attention. All the mall rats from the second floor, i

his wink and those damn dimples as he smirked at me. I quickly turned away

acked me on the back of the hea

ted her hands away whe

like a total spaz? Now

e.” I grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the stores. I had to find a dress

all her abilities. I had shifted at sixteen, which was almost unheard of, but I was still unab

shirtless. Ugh, they did this carwash fundraiser for the football team la

oulder. “Why do I get the feeling you

ert again?” demanded a hig

e here. Please knock some

f our Delta, Mr. Cavrillo, and Cora is from another pack. Her brother, the Alpha of the Cri

Moonstone Pack, fourth in power ranking as far as other werewolves were concerned. Cora was

it my life’s mission to bang him.” She lay the back of her hand against her forehead like a melodramatic actress. “If ther

and over Gia’s mouth and forcibly dragging her to a fa

sure he wouldn’t spring the dough to buy you an underwear, so shut your trap,” she

he queen o

underwear has replaced flowers as the ultimate offe

en’t you been checking your DM

Cora, and she smiled. She was two months older than

nt Dante to fin

eek

e racks of underwear. Afterward, we combed through every clothing

and wished I could stay seventeen forever, so I tried to shake off

n as I turned eighteen, but I didn’t want to dwell on it. I couldn’t. These were the happiest days