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IMPRINTED ON BY THE ALPHA INASION OF PRIVACY
"Hey juniors." I grinned at the sight of Roman, leaning against a wall. His eyes shone with excitement that his face refused to expose. But I knew him too well to know how giddy he must have been feeling right now. "Oh will you look at that." Kat spoke dryly. "If it isn't one of the AAP candidates. How do you feel, hot shot?" She teased. "Careful, Katherine, your envy is showing." Roman easily shot back. "Lucky for me, I look amazing in green." She spoke with a smile. Roman rolled his eyes. He then looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. "What d'ya think, baby doll?" "I think you should not call me baby doll." I giggled. "But are you kidding me? I'm freaking proud, Ro!" "Then show me." Before I could run into his arms to give him a congratulatory hug, Chris beat me to it and wrapped his arms around my boyfriend. "You are quite literally my hero, man! The freaking AAP? Point one for the outcasts." He yelled. Roman tensed up and looked at Chris awkwardly. "Thanks ma
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Everyone was silent.”And then you’d be the strongest, baddest, awesomest pack in the region.” Ashton shrugged.”Awesomest isn’t a word.” Alison spoke again in a small voice.Ashton waved her off. “You get what I mean.”Terry pushed himself off the desk.”And then what would happen if say, that pack was challenged again?” He asked rhetorically. “Yousee, that’s the problem with war, people and werewolves alike are constantly in battle oversomething that they both believe in. Blood is shed, lives and property destroyed… all for what? Toprove a point. That’s what happened in the last war we fought.””We fought the last war because the Van Cliffes were tyrannical maniacs who wanted to enslavehumans.” Courtney spoke.”Yes.” Terry spoke. “I’m not saying the war didn’t need to happen, I’m saying if we’re going to bebetter, morally, we need to establish ways in which we can solve problems without risking the lives ofmany. Without unnecessary blood shed. And that’s a major part of the re
IMPRINTED ON BY THE ALPHA TERMS AND CONDITION
I was so, so mad. By the time I got home, May dropped me off -thankfully - and it was already 10pm.Dinner had just been the twins, Anita and I.Tristan hadn't even shown up! Apparently he had been 'too busy'.The twins seemed unfazed by this because apparently it happened all the time but I wasn't used tothat.The dinner was mostly silent with Anita trying to fill in on most of it.Joshua was grumpy, Michael guilty and I was just mad. Really, really mad.TTInfoSign up Log inAnd Tristan only made it worse by not showing up.He did not have the right to make surprise plans including me and not even show up for them.I had enough on my plate with the AAP as it was. Another thing that he had decided on.I was so done with living under his rules, doing what he said, jumping when he said jump.I tossed my backpack furiously on the floor as I walked into my room."Someone's mad." Hazel sang. She was sitting cross legged on my bed. Already in her footsiepyjamas with her curly hair don
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I stepped outside and shut the front door."Why didn't you show up for dinner?" I demanded.I saw the window of the SUV where Peter sat begin to rise slowly until it was fully closed.Tristan's expression didn't waver. "I was attending meetings all day then I was at the border and -""You couldn't call? Or text or ask one of your apprentices to do it? Seriously Tristan! I'm not yourpuppet and you shouldn't think you can tell me where to be whenever you want. I have classes andhomework and assignments and apparently training as well because you said so."Tristan put his hands in his pockets, still not reacting.Stop being so calm, dammit!"I thought you liked Anita. And aren't you and Mikey friends?""I do think Anita is nice. And well, I don't think either of your brothers are people I would call 'friends'but - arg! Tristan, are you even listening to me? You made plans that you totally flaked on and youkeep telling me what to do and I don't like it."Tristan was quiet for some time
IMPRINTED ON BY THE ALPHA THE SECOND CHALLENGE
"Do you think we're safe here?" I asked Roman in a small voice. We were at the site of Uncle Victor's latest project, the mending of an old bell tower and everyone had left knocked off already. I had stayed behind to keep Roman company. He was in charge of transporting any left over equipment. I sat in the passenger seat of his truck swinging my legs out of the open door. I had a notebook and pen in my hands because I was supposed to be writing a report for my English class on 'The Little Red Riding Hood'. The most hated book around here. Go figure. But I got easily distracted as I watched Roman load up another tool box. "Safe where?" He asked. "As in here in Woodfell?" He had taken off his outer shirt leaving him with a wifebeater on underneath. Sweat glistened on his face and I couldn't help but stare at his toned arms as he worked. "Yeah." I responded. "The war wasn't that long ago. Don't you get scared sometimes? About what could happen if one of the defeated packs de
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I could literally feel the awkwardness.Somehow I had gotten stuck sitting in between Joshua and Bea in the SUV.We were using two pack vehicles, the first one - which was ahead of us - was being driven by Peterwith Allison, Joshua, Andre and Courtney riding with him.The rest of us were with May.Bea sat with her arms crossed against her chest and Joshua just stared out the window.May didn't speak either and I wondered if she too understood the gravity of the situation. She wasTristan's apprentice, which meant by default she had to know his brothers. How personal theirrelationship was the question. Like how well did she understand Bea and Joshua's relationship?We were driving past the town centre, I caught a glimpse of one of Chris' mother's employeesopening up the bakery. I sighed thinking about how she was probably starting a fresh batch of incrossbuns.I had worked for Mrs Gonzalez for two summers in the past with Kat just to make a little pocketmoney. It was a really fun e
IMPRINTED ON BY THE ALPHA THE SCENT
"Mummy, mummy." I remember being only seven years old, wearing my favourite Bubbles night dress. Bubbles was my favourite power puff girl and because of that, my father had also adopted that as a nickname for me. "Crystal." My mother sighed, looking down at me from where she was standing by the sink doing the dishes. "You're supposed to be asleep." I didn't say anything. I just placed my thumb in my mouth. A habit that I was yet to curb. "Nightmares?" My mother guessed. I nodded. My mother looked a lot like an older version of me. Or at least that's what people told me. I always thought she was much prettier with her big and long hair which she always found new ways of styling. Her dark beautiful skin, her round hazel eyes and the beauty spot right above her top lip. For me, at that age, there were two sure marks of gorgeousness, dimples and beauty marks, two things I didn't have. "Well daddy is sleeping." She spoke as she walked over to the pantry and took out a box of
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I wasn't going to. At least not in front of her.Bridget's eyes flashed blue.She looked back at me. "Tristan is here." She muttered.She turned to start walking away.I followed quietly, still just trying to hold myself up.I honestly didn't want to see Tristan after what Bridget had just told me. But I knew refusing wouldjust cause more problems.So I just let my feet guide me.HQ was impressive for a building that was mostly hidden in the middle of the forest.They had somehow managed to make it look more spacious than it seemed.But with the mood I was in, I didn't even pay as much attention as I was supposed to.The minute we got to the bottom of the stairs, I sensed Tristan's presence.I saw his back first. There were soldiers surrounding him, listening and nodding along to whatever hewas saying. "Okay, you're dismissed." He told them and they dispersed. All except two, who continued talking tohim. I rrealised that it was Peter and Instructor Raphael. Tristan suddenly turne
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