Why did I accept this? Nothing about this situation feels right. Nothing that’s connected to Scorcha could ever be good. That cunt was the bane of my existence. The world and I are better off without her. It’s been over a year, and my life is fantastic. I have a gorgeous, intelligent, sweet, and smart-mouthed mate. I still live with my two best friends, and we participate in a foursome at least once a week. Granted, we share our mate, so it’s not weird. I have a job I love at Yale, spend my summers in Portland, and am opening a new nightclub in Portland. We’re a year into the launch of Isak’s spite brainchild, The Mythical Alliance. Getting this endeavor off the ground had been a lot of hard work. The Order had been around forever, and the alliance between the three factions was still flimsy. We’ve added werewolves, witches, and hunters to the mix. Even though the six faction leaders, Me, Isak, Albert, Hana, Alec, and Katrina, get along swimmingly, getting our people on the same
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