Emily wakes up one morning, trapped inside a Wattpad book she had read the previous night. She receives a message from the author informing her that it is her curse to relive everything in the story as one of the side characters because she criticized the book. Emily has to survive the story and put up with all the nonsense of the main character. The original book is a typical blueprint Wattpad werewolf story. Emily is thrown into this world as the main character's best friend, Catherine/Kate. There are many challenges and new changes to the story that makes thing significantly more difficult for Kate. Discover this world alongside Kate and see things from a different perspective. TW: Mentions of Abuse If you are a big fan of the typical "the unassuming girl is the mate of the alpha and so everything in the book resolves around that" book, this book is not for you. This is more centered around the best friend who is forgotten during the book because the main character forgets about her best friend due to her infatuation with the alpha boy.
Lihat lebih banyakI check my phone and notice a message from my mum. I hope you are having fun xA soft smile forms on my lips and I check the time. It is already past ten. We should probably get going. But I want to get another dance in with Jake. With a playful grin, I take Jake’s hand and pull him toward the dance floor. The music pulses around us and I cannot help but sway to the beat, my energy infectious.“Come on, don’t just stand there!” I urge, glancing up at him with a teasing glint in my eyes. As I start to dance, I turn my back to him and playfully grind against him. Laughter spills out as I watch his cheeks flush a faint pink.“Uh, Kate,” he says, his voice low but with that shy confidence I find so endearing, “maybe we should keep it—”“Oh, stop being so serious!” I interrupt and twirl around him with a cheeky smile. The way he tries to maintain his composure only makes me want to tease him more.“Really, I need to—” he starts and I let out a soft giggle.“Need to what?” I tease, winkin
The music thrums through the air, a steady pulse of sound that makes the entire room feel alive. Twinkling fairy lights are strung across the ceiling like fireflies caught in midair and tall artificial trees line the edges of the dance floor. Their leaves are dusted with tiny glowing lanterns. The whole venue looks like something out of a dream. Like an enchanted forest brought to life.Cora twirls me under her arm, laughing as my dress flares out around me. I’m breathless, my cheeks aching from smiling so much. We’ve been dancing for what feels like forever, moving to the beat of every song.“You’re having fun,” Cora teases, bumping her hip against mine.I grin at her. “Obviously.”She gasps dramatically. “Girl, I knew you would have fun. And you wanted to skip this?”I roll my eyes, but I’m still smiling. It’s true. I can’t remember the last time I felt this light, this carefree. And I did want to skip. Maybe it’s the music, or the warm golden glow of the lights, or just the fact th
The doorbell rings just as I take a sip of my morning tea, the warmth of it still lingering in my hands. I set the mug down and make my way to the door.When I swing it open, Cora stands there, beaming, her arms full of garment bags and makeup pouches. “Morning, girl! Ready to make me look like a goddess?” she teases, stepping inside before I can even answer.I laugh and shut the door behind her. “You already do. But, of course, I’ll work my magic.”We got the day off for prom and the house is buzzing with energy. My mum is in the kitchen with Cora’s mum, chatting over tea and biscuits. We take over the sitting room with our dresses, heels, and endless supplies of makeup and hair products.Cora carefully unzips the garment bag, revealing her emerald green dress. It’s stunning/ It is tight-fitting with an elegant neckline, hugging her curves in all the right places. She holds it up against herself, grinning. “What do you think?”I give her an approving nod. “You’re going to steal the
After my shower, I tiptoe to my walk-in closet. I grab some fluffy pajamas before stepping back into the room. The warm glow of my bedside lamp casts long shadows against the walls. The air is cool against my damp skin. Jake is still sitting on my bed, quiet as always. His gaze is sharp, tracking me as I move.He looks exhausted. More so than usual. There is a tiredness settled into his shoulders. I don’t say anything at first. Instead, I climb onto the bed beside him. I lay down with a sigh before shifting closer. Without thinking, I wrap an arm around his legs and hold him where he sits. He stiffens for half a second, exhales, and relaxes slightly into my touch. His body is warm and solid. Safe. I never knew he had such thick thighs. Super hot.He doesn’t pull away and I don’t loosen my hold. It’s comfortable, natural like I belong tucked against his side.For a moment, my mind drifts back to where we started. How different everything was before. How, just a few months ago, I woul
The box sits on my bed, still unopened. The curiosity buzzes inside me and it feels almost unbearable. I carefully remove the wrapping and open the box. Inside is a dress.And it is breathtaking.The fabric is soft and delicate, almost ethereal, the color a muted cream that seems to shimmer as it catches the light. The dress looks like something out of an old movie from the 1900s. It is elegant and timeless. The long sleeves are sheer and lace-trimmed. The neckline is high with a beautiful cut. There’s something vintage about it, something otherworldly. I run my fingers over the delicate lace at the collar and the silk of the bodice, and I can already tell it will feel like a dream to wear.I slip out of my clothes, letting the dress fall gently over me. It is a bit bigger, so it hangs a bit loosely, but it still looks perfect. I turn in front of the mirror, taking it all in. The flow of the skirt as it billows around my feet, the way the lace on the sleeves gives the whole look an
Cora stands in front of my full-length mirror, smoothing down the emerald-green fabric of her prom dress. She turns slightly to check the fit from every angle before she looks over her shoulder at me.“Well?” she asks with a wide grin.I lean against my bed frame, legs crossed beneath me, and tilt my head. “You look absolutely gorgeous.”Cora beams, giving the skirt a little spin so it flares out around her. “I knew this was the one. The color isn’t too much, right?”“Not at all,” I assure her. “It’s perfect on you. The green makes your eyes look even brighter.”She studies herself for another moment, then sighs happily. “I can’t believe prom is Wednesday. It’s actually happening.”I smile at her excitement, but she catches something in my expression. She turns to me, hands on her hips. “What about you? What are you wearing?”I pause. “I… don’t know yet.”Her brows knit together. “Kate. It’s Monday.”“I’m aware,” I say lightly, but the truth is, I hadn’t really given it much thought.
I sit on the edge of the bed, staring at the door Kate just walked through. The weight of her words hits me harder than I expected. She gave up prom for me. It’s a small thing, a silly high school tradition, but the fact that she’s so ready to give it up for my pack, for the chaos and danger we’re facing... it hits me deep. I know she wasn’t all that keen on going, but there was a part of me that saw the way her eyes lit up when I mentioned it. She didn’t even hesitate before throwing it all away.Kate’s so different from Blaire in every way that matters. Where Blaire is all about her own plans, her own agenda, Kate never asks for anything in return. It’s like she’s made of something soft and rare. Something that makes my wolf restless, wanting to protect her, to give her everything. I’ve been fighting it to some degree despite knowing that Kate is my mate. Despite knowing she is nothing like Blaire. I cannot deny it anymore. I love her. It’s a truth so loud inside my chest that I c
Jake pulls into the driveway, the car’s engine winding down to a quiet stop. I glance over at Jake, who gives me a small nod before getting out of the car. I take a deep breath as I feel the weight of the evening finally settle on me.I head inside, slipping off my shoes by the door. The house is quiet, but it’s the kind of peaceful that feels right after a long day. There is a smell of something my mum must’ve been cooking earlier and I smile at the thought of her. I make my way upstairs, my steps soft on the wooden floorboards.Outside her room, I stop and knock lightly. There’s no answer, but I know she’s in there. I push the door open slowly and peek inside.Mum’s lying in bed with her eyes closed, but I can tell she’s not asleep. She is just worn out from everything. The volleyball game, the lunch out... it’s all added up.I walk over to the bed and sit down beside her, reaching for the blankets to adjust them. I tuck her in carefully. She opens her eyes, looking at me with a tir
I sit in the passenger seat of Jake’s truck, the engine rumbling softly beneath us. His hands grip the steering wheel with white knuckles and I can see the tension in his jaw. Since we left the house, he’s barely spoken, but I can feel his worry radiating off him."Jake," I murmur, reaching over to touch his arm. "I’ll be fine. Really."He glances over at me, his brows furrowed. I can sense him holding back. He’s scared. I know it. He’s always been the protector, the one who takes care of everyone. I don’t want him to feel he must protect me right now."I know," he says quietly, though the doubt laces his voice. "I just don’t like this." His hands leave the steering wheel and rest on his lap. My hand reaches over and I take his hand into mine.I lean over and place a soft kiss on the cheek, trying to reassure him. “You’ll be right here with me,” I say, meeting his gaze. “I’ll keep the phone on. You can listen in.”For a moment, his eyes soften, but I can see he still isn’t convinced.
A sharp sound rings through my ears. I groan in protest and my arm shoots to the nightstand. My eyes remain closed as my hand roams over the surface, trying to find my phone.I finally open my eyes to scan the surface of the nightstand and grab my phone, turning the alarm off.Why would I set an alarm for 06:00?A text appears on the screen, but I ignore it since it is from an unknown number.I throw the phone on the bed before I let out a heavy sigh.As I get up, my eyes dart from the floor back to the bed.Where am I?This is not my bed. And this is definitely not my room.The phone vibrates with another message from the same unknown number. I look around the room and blink a few times, just to make sure that I wasn't still dreaming.The last thing I remember is falling asleep on my bed in the dorm.Is this a joke?The phone vibrates for the third time. I snatch the phone from the bed and open the messages.Welcome EmilySince you hated my book so much and critiqued it, I'll allow yo...
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