Lila’s POV My phone buzzed on my desk, and I glanced to see Enzo’s name scrolling across the top. I texted him earlier to tell him I was running a little behind this evening to come grab me at 6:30 instead of 6. I hadn’t heard from him, but I assumed that was because he was busy At his Alpha lun
Once we were inside, I finally decided to ask him what was going on. “Were you ever going to tell me about this scholarship?” He asked, peering over at me with a questionable look. “Of course, I was,” I said quickly; “How did you know about that?” “Maybe choose a better hiding place next time,
Enzo’s POV It was making sense now; why Lila was given a scholarship so quickly after showing off her artwork? Why did they want her so eagerly to attend this school? I shook my head at the very thought as it all processed in my mind. “They want her because she’s a Volana wolf,” Max murmured f
Lila’s POVOuch. It hurt to know that this scholarship was never real. The fact that I spent so much time going over all the pros and cons of moving to Monstro to pursue this scholarship ached me. Truth be told, I was going to deny the scholarship anyways. If Leroy had opened the folder, he would
“Actually… something happened,” I said, lowering my tone. I worried Enzo would return and he would be lurking outside of my room door. “What?” Bri asked, curiously. “The night we got to Monstro… we kind of had sex,” I said that last part quickly and she gasped loudly. “You what?! You gave him you
Lila’s POV I jumped at the door slamming shut. I hadn’t even realized Enzo was back yet; I wondered where he went off to. He told me he had something to do, but he was only gone for a little over 30 minutes. “Lila?” Brianna said into the phone. “Are you okay?” “Yeah,” I said in return, shaki
“I don’t need training, Dad,” Flynn mutters, bored of the endless work he’s had to do during his summer. “I want to go to the beach.” “An Alpha’s work is never done. One small mistake could jeopardize our entire pack. That’s why it’s very important that you pay attention.” “It’s not fair that Co
Third Person POV “I don’t know, Sarah… I don’t feel right about destroying all that artwork in the gallery,” Scott said one evening while he was with Sarah. “Don’t you love me, Scotty?” She asked, pouting up at him. “I thought you would do anything for me.” “You know I would, Sarah. But I coul