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Afterparty

Once upon a time, there lived an Alpha who found his Mate and they happily lived ever after. Well, not even close. A series of mishaps followed as if scripted for a tragicomedy. The ceiling of my room was peculiar, in texture. Old oak wood, neither visibly aged nor new neither dry nor damp, just weird. I did my usual ritual and stared at it for a good twenty minutes, contemplating the choices that led me to this very moment. My door swung open abruptly, and I instinctively flinched. Of course, it was my sister Inana. Sisters, right? "What are you still doing in bed, Ari?" I could feel the old crinkle above her eyes, just like Mother's. "Go away," I muttered, throwing a pillow vaguely in her direction. I didn't need this. Perhaps silence would work? The bed suddenly canted rightward, and before I had a chance to intervene, my face was set hard onto the floor. Perhaps staring at the ceiling was more appealing than inspecting the rug up close. "Up and at 'em," Inana ordered in

The Hangover and Mate trouble

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I woke up. Not my usual lazy, lie-there-and-stare-at-the-ceiling kind of wake-up either. No, today I shot up like someone lit a fire under me and bolted to the bathroom. The moment my knees hit the floor, everything I chugged last night comes pouring out. Delightful. Then, it feels like a punch to the face as it all comes flooding back: the drinks, the running, the "Mine" that sent chills down my spine. And Daphney. I distinctly remember Daphney spilling her drink all over him before yanking me into an all-out sprint. The Alpha was hot on our heels, but somehow we'd lost him in our wild tumbling down that preposterous hill and practically flying into my house. Don't even ask me how I scaled the window. Adrenaline is a scary thing I groan, reaching for my head. It feels like someone used it for batting practice. And if I needed more proof that yesterday happened, my fingers caught on the twigs still tangled in my hair. Great. I'm officially Daphne's accomplice in mate-escape. How

The ultimate third-wheel

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"We should go shopping," Mia suggested, tossing the bag of chips onto Daphney's bed and giving me that signature look-over-the-shoulders 'let's-get-this-over-with'. But Daphney? She sat, staring out the window, clutching that pendant one of Damien's friends had given her, looking like the star of her very own tragic romance movie. I rolled my eyes. Typical Daphney, an ever so hopeless romantic and stuck in her feelings. "Huh?" She finally tore her gaze off the sky, plainly having not listened. "Shopping. You know, because you're about to be the Luna of a pack. New life, new clothes," Mia clarified as she sat up and began to stretch like we had the whole day. Daphney scrunched up her face like Mia had just told her to drink curdled milk. "That's a little extra, don't you think?" "Aren't you happy?" I asked, and there it was- another sigh. Great. "I am happy. It's just-" she started, only for Mia to cut her off with a smirk. "-Thinking about Cole Anderson?" Mia gave her that kn

Zia’s pack

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Ari, are you okay?" Daphney asked, helping me up."Y-yeah, thanks," I muttered, turning quickly away from Damien. I did catch Aiden rolling his eyes as he went inside the house."Well, hi, Daphney! So you're the new Luna now?" Damien asked Daphney as I stood there, trying to act like he didn't even exist. I forgot Damien was Douchebag's brother. Oh my God, maybe I need to start getting along with Aiden.Inside, the place looked even better than outside. These people are rolling in money, I swear. Damien led us inside this massive mansion that looked something out of a design magazine: just glass, ivory, and high-end modern decor in the hallway alone.We walked into a big sitting room; immediately an older woman, who looked much like Aiden, sat forward. Several others were there, too, our age and above, including Cole Anderson, who seemed engrossed in his phone. Wait… Cole's here too?I glanced at Daphney, feeling a little perturbed because she didn't look shocked, just kinda sad. I g

Luna

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The room was so still, that you could have heard a pin drop. Seriously, someone needed to cough or something before I lost it. Daphney survived—thankfully—but she was in critical condition. At least her wolf was hanging in there. Aiden said he could still feel their bond, as strong as ever, so. We clung to that. My mom, Daphney's parents, and a few relatives sat in what looked like a tiny, depressing conference room in the pack of Zia's. "What are we to say to the council?" a woman named Elder Marbel finally asked after a few torturous moments of silence. "Honestly, I suppose," the Luna replied. She looked like she hadn't slept in days. "Luna, you know Aiden can't do that. We're barely holding him steady in the Alpha position as it is," she snapped, making Aiden's eyes flash with annoyance. *Holding him steady?* What does that even mean? Isn't he already the Alpha? My mother was thinking the same thing because she cleared her throat dramatically, making everyone look at us. "

Damien

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It's been a week since my mother shipped me off to Zia's pack, and honestly? The vibe around here was a straight-up funeral. Seriously, everyone looked like they were auditioning for the role of "Mourning Wolf." In the gigantic dining room, the atmosphere was thicker than the food itself, and silence reigned like an unwelcome guest. The spread looked divine, but I couldn't touch it. Because, for two reasons: first, Damien was sitting right beside me—the Damien, the hot exchange student— Damien. A guy like him made me feel like a walking disaster. I mean, I'd party like a rebel on Saturday night, but when it came to Damien freaking Darhk? I turned into a blushing fool. This was Daphney's pack, her house, her food. So yeah, my mother had twisted my arm into pretending to be Luna. Great, right? I hated it. There I was staring at my plate like it held the secrets of the universe while the clinking of cutlery echoed like a horror movie soundtrack. "Ariana?" The Luna's voice cut throu

Pack rituals

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The sun partially blinded me as I opened my eyes, but I didn’t mind. I dreamt of Damien. He walked in wearing the cutest suit I had ever seen, and I wore the whitest, biggest gown in existence. We were on our way to the priest, in love, ready to marry. Except... his brother was the priest. Weird. This crush is getting unhealthy. I should tell someone. Tell Damien, my wolf suggested, making me scoff as I got out of bed. As if. When I find my mate, this nonsense will die down. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. But it’s okay to bask in this happiness, my wolf whispered. *You’re—* My door suddenly swung open, and Kehlani burst in. "Hey! Good morning!" she sang as she dashed in, reminding me of Inana and her utter disregard for privacy. "Morning," I muttered, rubbing my eyes. "Hope you had a good night! The Luna said I should show you around the pack today," Kehlani chirped, walking towards my closet and pulling out a hoodie. "Right, because seeing the pack with a h

Fractures and fights

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Warning: This chapter has violence and contains violent language… reader discretion is advised. Weeks had gone by since the attack, the dust had settled, yet the wounds were still fresh. The Novera Alpha had narrowly managed to escape but left a trail of death and chaos in his wake. His minions weren't so lucky; not one survived. Zia Pack was locked down-nobody in, nobody out. For me, that meant I wasn't going home anytime soon. The funeral for the Luna was a somber, quiet affair-more than a little unnerving. Aiden didn't shed a tear-not one. His face was a mask of stone, cold enough to send shivers through the very core of my werewolf nature. He scared me. Since that day, Aiden had shut me out completely. We attended pack meetings together, but he never spoke a word with me. Made speeches, did his job, then buried himself in work. Sit at the huge dining table, eat, and then leave with no words directed to me, as if I didn't exist. His silence started to wear on me. Kehlani wasn't

Wildcard

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I had to bite the inside of my cheek hard to stop myself from launching at Aiden right here, right now. Two days. Two whole days stuck in the Med Bay because Shannon thought breaking my arm was a fun way to "train." And in all that time, not one word from the Alpha sitting in front of me. "If you wouldn't mind, I have work to do," he said, barely looking up as he tapped a stack of files into place like we were talking about the weather and not the fact that his pack had attacked me. "Really? I was attacked by your pack, and that's your response?" My voice broke, but I wasn't going to cry. Not for him. He shrugged like it was the most normal thing in the world. "Worse things have happened during training. It toughens you up." "T-toughens me up?" I could hardly believe what I was hearing. "Shannon broke my arm." "So?" His tone was so casual, so indifferent as if we were talking about a paper cut and not the fact that I'd spent the last two days with a shattered bone. And there i

Tales by us

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That guidance counselor was just really nice," I said to Damien as we strolled towards the class, still reeling from our earlier chat. "Yeah? You're the Luna. What else would you expect?" He chuckled, and I playfully pushed at him. "Well. you know how it is," I said, flashing a smile as we entered the bustling lecture hall. Just then, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. I had always thought my first day at college would be me walking in with Mia and Daphney, the sound of our laughs reverberating off the walls. But right now, I couldn't get rid of the dead ache in my chest. "Hey, what's wrong?" Damien nudged me again, concern etched across his face. If I couldn't be with my two best friends, I supposed Damien would have to do as a substitute was the silent thought, followed by a flicker of hope. Thank God we weren't sharing a mind-link; otherwise, he'd probably be running for the hills. "N-nothing. I just thought my first day would be with Mia and Daphney," I admitted, my smile f

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