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[ Elena ]“So… your so-called ‘friends’ are the Bloodmoon siblings.” Nikolai said, his voice calm but laced with amusement. He had just parked the car at the entrance of the party, where Ronan and Celeste stood outside, casually sharing wraps of some illegal substance with their group before disappearing back inside.My throat went dry, and I froze, feeling my palms turn clammy, my stomach in knots. He had figured it out.Ugh! Why did he insist on coming with me in the first place?“You’re terrible at keeping secrets, Elena.” He added, leaning over to push open the door on my side. His muscles brushed lightly against my bra as he did that and I felt my cheeks heat up and body warmed up instantly. But he didn’t seem to have noticed the effect that small movement had on me. As he relaxed against his seat, waiting for me to step out, I remained rooted to my seat and didn’t step out immediately. I just sat there, staring at him, unsure of how to respond. Fear and confusion had me roote
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[ Nikolai ]If anyone had told me I would find myself in a room full of young adults playing a ridiculous truth or dare game, I would have called them delusional and probably snapped their necks out of their body if I was in a bad mood.Yet here I was. A thousand-year-old werewolf, the Lycan King, sitting among these bunch of kids, watching a bottle spin. And it was all her fault.My gaze drifted to Elena. She sat stiffly, her wide eyes focused on the spinning bottle as if expecting that it was going to land on her and explode. Beside her, the freakishly enthusiastic redhead, Celeste Bloodmoon, clapped and cheered, her voice shrill with excitement.My jaw clenched as my eyes flicked to her twin brother, Ronan Bloodmoon.Children of Alpha Hayes Bloodmoon. Turned rogues after a failed coup to overthrow their father. Young, reckless, and filled with unchecked power, they were the kind of wolves you couldn’t trust. The kind who smiled while sharpening a blade behind their backs.And I
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