Octavia As soon as I leave his suite, I am making my way out of the pack house. What kind of luck do I have? Do I have any? All I do is end up in trouble. I quickly make my way towards the entrance when I catch Wyatt and Avery in the corner of my eye kissing by the balcony. I sigh, plodding back
“No one can know that I know him or anything like that,” I turned to him eagerly waiting for him to respond. “You have a secret of mine, so I guess I should keep quiet about it,” He looked at me as I smiled, nodding my head. “Friends?” He offered his hand. I watch him waiting for me to respond to
Octavia Her. The words replayed in my mind as I looked between Aymeric and Dad. What the hell was happening right now? “Your majesty... If I may—“Alpha Warren quickly stepped down from the raised platform they had set up for all the leaders. Approaching where we were standing with a reluctant Ay
I place my hands on my sides, sitting up and I growled softly, dragging myself back. I looked over the city and the lights died down, the music not as loud. It must be morning. I could see the morning dew on the leave of the trees. The sun coming up and I sighed heavily. It was morning. I grabbed
Aymeric “Octavia!” The lady whom I assumed was the mother rushed after her after she took off. I heard murmurs and gasps fill the ground as I smiled, looking ahead at the alpha, who seemed confused. ‘Should we bring her back?’ Chad asked as I sighed heavily. ‘No... I will deal with it myself,’
“You should go to school. Find your mate and be happy,” I said to her. Then the music came to an end as I stopped, a loud applause going around in the crowd. “Thank you” I bowed my head slightly to her and she curtly to me. “Thank you, your majesty” I raised a brow as she smiled at me. “Aymeric”
Octavia. “No! She’s not going to get married to him. He can find another woman,” I heard Mum’s voice come from downstairs as I took off the robe, throwing it aside. ‘Then tell me what to do? You k
OctaviaMy heart was pounding hard against my chest. Why on earth did I come here? This was probably a terrible idea.He wore a black shirt with a few of his buttons, leaving them open, revealing some of his tattoosI inhaled sharply, trying to keep my composure. Who knows what he might be planning?