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I'm more excited. ... (to be continued)

Shiva stated. " Boxers are easy targets, " I thought . " Hopefully " Shiva said I knew what she meant he might look easy but beware of his movement. I looked over at Alpha Kane and saw him talking to freaking Sarah . " What the hell are they talking..." Just as I thought that they're laughing at something and she touched him " WHAT THE F**K !!! " We scream mentally to each other ,Shiva and I . Just then I heard a low growl but loud and then I realized that growl came from me . Kane's eyebrow raised a question for that being that I was looking at him .

Ariane’s POV One day, as I sat on the porch, listening to the gentle whisper of the wind, memories of Leon came flooding back to me. Images of memories flashed through my mind—days of vision during our marriage that quickly turned into moments of tension. I took a deep breath, trying to push the images away. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. A text message came in from Mark, who was at work, asking if I wanted to go for a walk. I quickly answered it, trying not to show that I was feeling anxious.

Jenna’s text popped up as soon as I rolled over in bed: I haven’t forgiven you yet, so you have to let me join today’s field trip. I replied, No problem, the more the merrier. The subway was unusually quick, which meant I got to work earlier than expected—just enough time to steel myself for whatever chaos Damien had planned.

“How do they hold up when everything else is falling apart?” Aiden straightened and met her gaze. Steady eyes, no flash of ego. “They’re built for overload. Adaptive flow, redundant power. They adjust in real time.” His answers came plain and direct. No salesmanship. When she pressed on oxygen concentrations and possible side effects, he answered carefully, admitting the limits of their current data without defensiveness. A nearby alarm sounded. He excused himself politely and moved to help before anyone called for him. Naomi watched him go. He knew what he was doing. In a night where almost nothing felt solid, that was something worth noticing.

POV Wolf I could tell that Ruby was annoyed about me buying the dresses and crashing their shopping trip but I didn't care. I realized after lunch that Foxy wouldn't have the money to buy a dress at the stores that Cassy and Scarlett would shop at and I wasn't about to let her go without or be embarrassed. I wasn't expecting Ruby to understand or realize that Foxy wouldn't be able to afford the dress though. It made me like her more but I also needed her to understand that I take care of my people. Foxy is a member of my gang and my friend, it's my job to take care of her, not Ruby's. I really wasn't planning on buying Ruby's dress or Cassy's but since she pushed the issue, I decided to prov

I wrote back: I met Six. She raised an eyebrow at me before responding: "Ok, and? I waited a while before responding, and I hit him in the eye with my calculus textbook before running away. I take my blessing back! The stupid girl burst out laughing, and Six chose that moment to walk into class. The shiner I caused starting to appear under his eye, which only made Summer laugh harder. By now, even the teacher thought she was losing it.

“Yes and did I hear a little bit of excitement under your voice just now?” I run my hands through my long blood-red hair and give a small smile. “What excitement?” “Nothing, never mind. It’s nice to meet you though.” He states and goes back to the pushups he was doing by the side of the table. “And lastly, my boring ass brother Levi.” “Who?” There’s literally no one else at the table. “Oh, he’s over there.” She points towards a very fit guy doing dumbbell exercises in a corner. His arm muscles were contracting and his blonde highlights were sticking to his forehead due to sweat.

“It’s nice to see a fresh view, especially after a long afternoon on a plane.” “You must be tired.” “Exactly.” “I believe you came with a companion?” “My cousin, David White,” I said smoothly. It was part of the plan. “But don’t worry—he won’t be here. He’s too busy entertaining people.” “Perfect. I’m alone, too. We can share the evening.” I smiled again, brushing my hair flirtatiously. Even without looking at his eyes directly, I felt his gaze from my peripheral vision. “My name is Easton Moore.” He extended his hand, eyes locked on mine. “And you are?”