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TALIA After dinner, Luke drove us a half hour outside the pack, to a casino, with Libby in her car seat next to me. She was being uncharacteristically quiet, which was very nice. As Lucy was about to get out, she leaned in to kiss Luke and he said, “I’ll have my ringer on, baby, so call me if you need anything.” “We’ll take a taxi home, baby,” Lucy replied. She then leaned her whole body into the back to kiss Libby on the forehead and got out. Once Luke’s car pulled away, Lucy led me inside. “It’s thirsty Thursday!” she exclaimed. “The club in here is small, but it’s not bad. Unfortunately, it’s closed on Thursdays. But that’s okay. We can go to the Chinese restaurant. They have a great bar scene.” “Don’t you have to be twenty-one to drink in the US?” I asked. “I have a hookup.” Lucy smirked, handing me a card. “Texas? This doesn’t even look like me!” I said looking at the fake ID Lucy had handed me. “Trust me, they don’t care. Just make a bunch of eye contact and flirt a lot. Al
TALIA I reached for my drink, trying to move away from him. He was in my personal space, and Lucy was completely distracted, so I couldn’t get her attention to show how uncomfortable I was. “How’s it taste?” he asked, looking at my drink. “I know something that would taste better. Why don’t you ditch Lucy and come back to my place so I can show you?” I was seriously about to throw up. Suddenly, he turned his attention away from me, and looked across the bar. “Gross!” he sneered. I turned my head to see a gay couple sitting across the bar minding their own business. “What’s wrong with them?” I asked. “Blake is making a huge mistake letting them into our pack.” “What! Why would you say that?” I asked, horrified by what he was saying, especially with Lucy, who had a gay brother, sitting right next to me. “Our group’s going to take care of it. It’s disgusting,” he replied. “What’s disgusting?” Lucy suddenly looked over, clearly not having heard the rest of the conversation. “Not
TALIA True to her word, Lucy began to help me piece my identity back together. First, she took me down to the town hall that housed my birth certificate on Friday. The office was fortunately empty that day, so we were able to walk right up to the desk, where a man that probably wasn't older than twenty-five greeted us. With no hesitation, Lucy leaned forward on the front desk, allowing her top to fall open and reveal the lacy bra adorning her cleavage. She shamelessly flirted with the young man helping us, allowing her fingers to touch his bicep. He was helpless under the spell of her attention. I couldn't blame him. Lucy was very beautiful with a long, lean body, and perfectly silky blonde hair. And, damn, that girl knew how to flirt! Before long, he had produced a brand-new birth certificate for me, which I clutched to my heart. When we returned home we spent time emailing all the schools I'd attended in Canada for records of attendance, so I’d have proof of living long-term outsid
JASMINE On Saturday, I was surprised to find that Tyler was in my sparring group after lunch. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “I wanted to see what’s going on with Charlie in person,” he replied. “After what you told me, I signed up for his sparring class.” “Trust me, it’s better that you just don’t worry about it,” I said, regretting telling Tyler anything. “I’ll judge for myself,” he replied, stretching before we started the sparring session. I stretched with him until Charlie arrived, getting in late after lunch as usual. He walked around, leering at all the women, which I’d now come to realize was a part of his normal routine. Charlie stopped in front of Tyler and me and asked, “Is that the kind of people you associate with, Dale?” “Excuse me?” I asked in response. He just turned away. “One-mile warm-up run!” he yelled to the group. Tyler and I kept pace with each other as we ran. I had to admit, it was nice having someone I was friendly with in my training group for onc
BLAKE After the trip to the Pine Forest Pack, things seemed to be back to normal with Jasmine and me. Between our work and training schedules, we didn’t have much time to meet up, but Jasmine seemed to have forgiven me. After almost a week of mostly text conversations and quick meetups just to bring her coffee before training, I was looking forward to seeing her later that night when she’d be over for dinner. It was a Tuesday, and Luke and I were, once again, seated across from each other in the office, catching up on our paperwork. After my father passed, my work had practically doubled, now that I was also in charge of the casino. Fortunately, the casino had a whole management team, so my job was mostly just oversight. But there were still constantly decisions to be made, and I had to keep tabs on what was going on to make sure things weren’t getting mismanaged, especially since the pack relied on the casino’s income to stay afloat. “Hey, Blake,” Luke called out to me. “Yeah?” I
BLAKE After I returned from my visit and finished up with work for the day, Jasmine came over at six. I had the table set for two and had asked Connie to make Jasmine’s favorite—Connie’s chicken cordon bleu and potatoes au gratin. I set everything out on the table along with two small salads in preparation for the evening. She came into the packhouse, looking stressed as usual. “How was training?” I asked, pulling her in for a kiss as soon as she walked in. “It was fine,” she replied, pulling away. “I’m glad I finally have the day off tomorrow.” “Connie made your favorite.” I smiled at her, taking her hand to bring her over to the dining table. “I hope you came hungry. Although, if you aren’t, I’d be happy to skip straight to dessert.” I smirked, trying to cheer her up. She walked over to the table and took a seat. We each put food on our plates and began eating quietly. “Is there something on your mind?” I asked, noticing she was being much quieter than usual. “No, everything’s
TALIA It had been two weeks since I’d joined Blake’s pack, and the dread in the pit of my stomach was getting worse. I’d been completely avoiding the situation with Hugo and Alex. We were in early November, and it was now cold enough to require a coat when I went outside. I’d finally be moving out of the packhouse and into my new apartment in less than a week. For now, I was saving money so that I could afford some furniture once I moved, even if it was just some random old furniture people posted for sale in the pack F******k group. I at least wanted to buy myself a new mattress. I was grossed out by the idea of sleeping on a used one. I was still able to use the Wi-Fi on my phone, so it wasn’t a complete brick. Not that it was easy to find places with Wi-Fi around here, but both the packhouse and the café had it. It wasn’t always super reliable, but it got the job done. I could easily try to reach out to Hugo again through an I*******m DM, but then I was ashamed that I had promised
TALIA I scrolled through his phone and found Alex’s number, dialing it, my heart beating loudly in my chest as the phone rang and I paced the room, unsure of what I’d say to him. “Wulfric?” he answered the phone. “It’s Talia,” I replied. “Oh.” “Hi.” “Hi,” he replied. This was feeling very awkward. “How are you?” I asked, knowing that I was doing a very bad job of getting to the point. “I mean, I’m completely shitty to be honest. But how are you?” “Alex,” I started, trying to decide how to continue. “The thing is, I’m worried about my friend, Hugo.” “Hugo!?” he shouted. “You banished him from his home. He’s the sole provider to his family. His father died, and his mom and brother both depend on him. I’m really worried.” “That’s who you’re worried about? Are you serious?” He sounded very irritated. “Is there someone else I should be worried about?” I asked. He sighed. “Talia, I feel like I’m on some bad trip. I’ve waited for weeks for you to call. And when you do, it’s to s