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Ladies, we made it super clear that our time together was done. It was fun, but we told you all that we&#039;d only commit to our mate. Now that we&#039;re 18, we&#039;re staying single until she&#039;s with us.<br /> “What was it you said on the bus this morning? When you’re Luna, you&#039;ll make sure trash like me is put in our place. What did Eliot call you, a rank bunny? Haha, know your place, RANK BUNNY.” She turned and walked down the hall, still laughing and muttering, “rank bunny.”<br /> Damn, she’s amazing. 12 days and she’s mine, hopefully naked in my bed.<br /> <br /> My name is Sophie Garcia, and I am 17 years, 11 months, 2 weeks, and 2 days old (my birthday is in 12 days, in case you can’t do the math).<br /> I am a werewolf. My other half is called Rosalyn, Rosa for short, and she is AWESOME. She woke up on my 13th birthday, and I love her more than anyone else.<br /> I’ve lived with my aunt Maggie, uncle Bernard, and the lovely Charlie since my parents died when I was ten, and they are JERKS.<br /> We live in our beautiful pack called Ravens Perch. I love my pack. Apart from a small percentage of jerks (my family is at the top of that list), it’s a great place to live.<br /> And ACTION!! Let my crappy day continue...<br /> I quickly get dressed and run down to the kitchen, grab ingredients for breakfast, and cook up a storm.<br /> I serve the food and just as I’m about to eat the small amount they allow me, I hear my aunt’s slurred voice. “What do you think you’re doing? Stealing food now? Who said you could eat here?” Crap, here it comes. She was so drunk she could barely stand.<br /> My head snapped to the side as my uncle’s fist connected with my jaw, blood flying from my mouth, the force sending my plate crashing to the ground. “Stupid b*itch, look at the mess you made. Clean it up and get out, or I’ll give you another one.”<br /> After cleaning up, I run to my room and clean the blood from my face. I can already see the bruise on my jaw turning purple.<br /> I take my seat at the front of the bus, next to Geoff Smith. He’s the chess champ of the school. Yes, I admit it, I AM A BIG FAT NERD!!!<br /> I hear a nasally voice in the back, and I think, &quot;F**k my life.&quot; It&#039;s Lesley Harper and her crew of sl*uts sitting at the back of the bus.<br /> <br /> “OMG, what is that smell? It smells like unwashed, dirty p***y. When I am Luna, I’ll make sure trash like that knows their place.” The rest of her b***h brigade laughs, “Smells more like poor and unwanted to me.”<br /> <br /> Welcome to the arena, Judith. Anything from Kelly today? She usually just snickers because she’s too dumb to have an original thought.<br /> <br /> Geoff and the other students at the front of the bus look uncomfortable. I know Geoff wants to say something, but those three witches are the girlfriends of our future alphas. Yes, I said Alphas—three of them, to be exact.<br /> <br /> Three identical god-like creatures, all tall, brooding, and sexy. Mmm, yummy. Sorry, back to the triplet Alphas. In order of birth, the first on our list of the hottest studs at The Darkwing Academy is the beautiful Eliot, then the gorgeous Eric, and finally the heart-stopping Emlyn.<br /> <br /> They’re the only children of our beloved Alpha Eugene and Luna Eleanor. Yes, they like the letter E (I’ve already started a list of names for the many children I dream of having with those three hunks).<br /> <br /> I’ve known the triplets my whole life. Our moms were best friends. They treat me like an annoying little sister who needs protecting. It can get a little annoying, but as we’ve gotten older, their attention tends to make my stomach flutter.<br /> <br /> So... where was I? Ah yes, Geoff felt guilty about not wanting to get crushed by the Alphas. I wink at Geoff, “At least they’re leaving the rest of you alone, right? I’m happy to be of service to the community.” The nerd squad all grin at me, and the bus ride continues.<br /> <br /> Once we finally arrive at school, I head straight to my locker. My besties, the wonderful Hannah Dawson and the witty, but clever Flora Kensington, are waiting for me. One look at my face has them both losing their s**t. “What the actual f**k happened to your face, Sophie?”<br /> <br /> “Which of the fvckers was it this time?”<br /> <br /> I look at my best girls and sigh. “I have 12 days left. Let’s see what magic the two of you can do with my face and get on with our day, shall we? I’m meeting with Alpha Eugene tonight to ask if I can move into the pack house, so let’s drop it.”<br /> <br /> Hannah gives me her signature “This isn’t over” look and grabs her makeup bag.<br /> Just as I was about to fix myself up in the bathroom, my hair scrunchie gets yanked off my head again. Not this crap again. I turn around to grab it back—it&#039;s my last one, damn it—and find myself staring into Eric Thompson&#039;s sexy steel-grey eyes. He&#039;s holding my poor scrunchie just out of my reach, playing keep-away like I&#039;m some damn puppy after a treat. Then he grabs my face and goes, &quot;What happened to your face, fairy-girl?&quot;<br /> <br /> Ugh, I hate that nickname. It&#039;s because I&#039;m only 5&#039;1&quot; with tiny features. He&#039;s been calling me &quot;fairy&quot; since we were kids. &quot;It&#039;s nothing, Eric. I just fell and landed on my face.&quot;<br /> <br /> I hear Hannah grunt behind me. Eric&#039;s still holding onto my chin and my poor scrunchie hostage. Then another giant figure comes up behind me, trapping me in. I glance over to see another pair of sexy grey eyes, Emlyn. &quot;You&#039;re getting real clumsy, Starlight. Last week you busted your head open, now it&#039;s your jaw. Starting to think you&#039;re feeding us bull.&quot;<br /> <br /> I sigh as the oldest triplet comes over. Damn my life. We&#039;re not really pals, but the triplets have always had my back. Since their birthday two weeks back, they&#039;ve been even more protective. But with the beatings at home ramping up, they&#039;re probably cluing in that something&#039;s off.<br /> <br /> &quot;What&#039;s the deal, Tink? You know you can spill the beans to us, right?&quot; I push Eric&#039;s hands off my face and try to grab my scrunchie, but Emlyn grabs my shoulders, keeping me at arm&#039;s length. Eric stashes my scrunchie in his pocket, lost to the void forever. &quot;C&#039;mon, Eric, it&#039;s my last one.&quot;<br /> <br /> Eliot tugs on one of my curls. &quot;You&#039;ll get it back once you spill the beans, Tink.&quot;<br /> <br /> Then I hear that familiar skanky voice ringing in my ears. &quot;Thought we were meeting at my locker this morning. Why you wasting time with these losers?&quot;<br /> <br /> The triplets shoot me one last stare before Emlyn spins me around and shoves me toward my friends. &quot;Get going, Starlight, and your hair looks better down anyway.&quot;<br /> <br /> He smacks my butt as I walk off. Hold up!!! Did Emlyn freaking Thompson just spank me? What is going on?<br /> ### Emlyn’s POV (Informal Retelling)<br /> <br /> I watch Eric snatch Sophie’s hair band; we&#039;ve got so many now we could start a shop. She probably makes them herself. Eric says something about her face, so I move behind her. Eric grabs her chin and turns her head towards me a bit, revealing a massive bruise on her cheek and jaw. She mumbles about falling on her face. Last week, it was another fall. Eliot shows up, questioning her. I link my brothers telepathically.<br /> <br /> “How long has this been happening? How did we miss it? She’s lost weight too.”<br /> <br /> “I’ve seen bruises on her arms before, but this one looks like it came from a fist.”<br /> <br /> “We need to keep an eye on her. Anyone who thinks they can hurt someone under our protection is going to die a very slow death.”<br /> <br /> Lesley calls Eliot, and he sends Sophie away. Without thinking, I slap her butt. Crap, what’s wrong with me?<br /> <br /> “Dude, did you just smack her butt?”<br /> <br /> “I didn’t even think; it was pure instinct. Damn, she probably thinks I’m a perv now.”<br /> <br /> “Whoops, I got another hair band. We should have a competition to see who can steal the most clothes. The first one to get her panties wins.”<br /> <br /> “Guys, shut up. She still thinks we’re together. We need to end this now, publicly.”<br /> <br /> Kelly wraps her arms around my waist. I grab her hands and pull them off. She tries to push her chest against me, but I push her away. Eliot’s voice booms out for everyone in the hallway to hear.<br /> <br /> “Ladies, we made it very clear that our time together was over. It’s been fun, but we said we’d only commit to our mate. Now that we’re 18, we’ll stay single until we find her. We tried to end this privately, but you three don’t seem to get it. Your role as rank bunnies is over. You had maybe a month with us, then it’s back to the warriors. That’s your place. Hopefully, when you find your mates, they’ll forgive that you’ve been with an entire army, and you can live happily ever after. Now, is there anything you don’t understand?”<br /> ### Emlyn’s POV<br /> <br /> The whole hall goes dead silent, then I hear laughter from behind me, a laugh I&#039;d recognize anywhere. Lesley charges at Sophie, screaming, but just as she&#039;s about to tackle her, Sophie clocks her right in the face. Lesley hits the ground hard, blood pouring from her nose. Sophie stands over her, grinning.<br /> <br /> “Remember what you said on the bus this morning? About how when you&#039;re Luna, you&#039;ll put trash like me in our place? And what did Eliot call you, a rank bunny? Haha, know your place, RANK BUNNY.” With that, she struts off, still laughing and muttering “rank bunny”.<br /> <br /> Damn, she’s fun. Only 12 days until she&#039;s mine, hopefully butt-naked in my bed.<br /> Sophie’s POV<br /> I sling my bag over my shoulder and start walking. I&#039;m about halfway up the lane when I hear a car approaching from school. It slows down beside me, and I figure it might be the triplets.<br /> <br /> As I turn, a door swings open, and suddenly, a hand grabs me by the throat and slams me against the car. I recognize him from the football team, Dexter, I think. He shoves his knee between my legs.<br /> <br /> &quot;We heard you needed a lesson in manners. Putting your fists on innocent girls ain&#039;t cool, you little troublemaker. I&#039;m gonna show you what a real man&#039;s all about.&quot; I feel him tugging at my skirt. Damn it, the other three dudes are out of the car now. &quot;We&#039;ve been itching to teach you a lesson, b***h.&quot;<br /> <br /> I hear a zipper, hands yanking at my panties, then they&#039;re gone. I glance up and see Emlyn, and I throw myself at him, sobbing. He scoops me up and carries me to their car, placing me in the back before getting in beside me.<br /> <br /> &quot;It&#039;s alright, baby, I&#039;ve got you. They won&#039;t lay a finger on you, I swear.&quot; His lips press against my head as I cling to him. The back door opens, and Eliot slips in, wrapping his arms around me from behind. &quot;You okay, Tink? Did they hurt you?&quot;<br /> <br /> His voice is low, almost growly, like his inner wolf is ready to pounce. I turn and hug him tight. &quot;Thank you for saving me. They were about to... to...&quot;<br /> <br /> He hugs me back, rubbing my back soothingly. Eric gets in the driver&#039;s seat and takes off. &quot;You okay back there, fairy-girl?&quot; I nod at him through the rearview mirror.<br /> <br /> &quot;We&#039;ll drop you off home.&quot; &quot;No, umm, I&#039;ve got an appointment with Alpha Eugene. Can you take me home with you?&quot; Eliot shoots me a weird look but agrees. &quot;Eliot? Did you... did you... you know...&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;No, Tink, we haven&#039;t taken care of them yet. The warriors arrived and took them to the cells.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;I think Lesley sent them. They said it was to put me in my place, for hitting innocent girls.&quot; Eric growls from the front.<br /> <br /> &quot;It&#039;s okay, Sophie. They won&#039;t lay a finger on you again, alright, baby?&quot;

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