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Eleven

Sky POV"He isn't going to thank you for this." Evie warned as I sat on my bed and listened to Neo's voice filtering through the door. I knew it was him without even needing to see his face or hear his voice—the desperation was like a signature scent. "He is such an insufferable dick, though." I muttered weakly. I couldn't help but feel a wave of disdain wash over me. "Do you not think he is trying?" Evie questioned as he reminded me of the time, again. "Nope, I don't trust him, not with his polished Mr. Nice Guy act." I explained because this crap he was pulling barely concealed the machinations underneath."I hope you're wrong." Evie expressed, but I could tell from her tone that she agreed with me. To make him think I couldn't hear him, I turned on the hairdryer, the loud whirring sound filling the room. I wrapped myself in a towel, my hair blown out in loose waves around my shoulders. Checking my phone, I smiled, seeing I had two minutes to get dressed and go down the stairs.

TWELVE

The Beta's Salvation/Pippa Moon

SKY'S POVStanding on the wrap-around porch, I gazed out at the rolling landscape, trying to take deep breaths. The vast expanse usually brought me comfort, but tonight, it felt like a bitter reminder of my isolation. The moon hung low and heavy, casting an eerie glow over the fields that seemed to stretch into infinity. How had my only remaining family turned out to be so cruel and twisted? Why had the moon goddess seen fit to give me a mate who seemed just as heartless? A cold breeze whispered through the tall grass, sending a shiver down my spine. I felt a deep pang of disappointment—things were turning out exactly as I had feared. I knew I shouldn't have let my guard down, even for a moment. I knew better than this; it was just like them to kick me when I was down.As I stared into the distance, my eyes caught the flicker of lights and the distant hum of laughter. Narrowing my eyes, I smirked slightly, seeing some of the pack members heading into the woods. They were around my age,

THIRTEEN

The Beta's Salvation/Pippa Moon

SKY’S POVFalling into step with the female pack member my brother had been dating when I left, I eyed her with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. This wasn't the Lucy I remembered. When I had left, she was loud, confident, and absolutely fearless—the kind of girl who commanded attention just by strutting into a room. But the girl beside me now was a shadow of her former self: meek, nervous, and so jumpy it was as if she expected the ground to swallow her up any second."What happened to you?" I asked, my eyes locking onto hers as I tried to decipher the changes in her demeanour."The same thing that happened to you," she laughed, but it was hollow, without joy. She picked up her pace, almost as if she was trying to escape from her own words. Confused and a bit alarmed, I tried to follow her through the crowd, calling out to her like a dumbass."Lucy, wait!" But she didn't stop.There was something big here, something I was missing, and it nagged at me, tugging at the edges of my conscio

FOURTEEN

The Beta's Salvation/Pippa Moon

NEO’S POVAs I sat at the head of the long, ornate dining table, my blood boiled beneath the surface. The scent of the lavish meal in front of us wafted through the air—roasted meats glistening under the chandelier, vegetables seasoned to perfection, and decanters of wine reflecting the flickering candlelight. But despite the exquisite setup, steam seemed to rise not just from the food but also from my head, my temper simmering just beneath the surface.I glanced at my watch without needing to; I knew exactly how late she was. Thirty-three minutes. Unacceptable. Punctuality was non-negotiable; any deviation was an affront to my authority. Sky's tardiness was a blatant disregard for both, a direct challenge to the structure I enforced within our pack.As I stewed in my growing anger, vivid fantasies of retribution played in my mind—dragging her out by her hair, locking her away until she learned obedience. The image of her, forced to submit and behave, the harsh discipline stripping aw

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