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šRead the next chaptersš | Chapter 1 I looked at the clock on my bedroom wall. I think I have delayed the inevitable for as long as I physically can. I should go to the packhouse to go and wish our pack's upcoming Alpha a happy birthday. The bane of my life. My brother's best friend. One day to be Alpha Miles. Today he will turn 17, and meet his Alpha wolf. In all honesty, he was egotistical enough, thinking the world revolved around him, without him adding to that by finally gaining his wolf. Not your run-of-the-mill werewolf either. Oh no, Miles Davenport was destined to be an Alpha, so he would have a strong and powerful Alpha wolf, only adding to his arrogance and strength. The crazy thing is, Miles had once upon a time been one of my closet friends too. In my younger childhood... Friends, that kind of thing comes when your father is the Beta to the Alpha. The children spend a lot of time together, and become friends. My older brother, Jordan, became the wing-man to Miles. His closest friend and ally, who as his Beta when the time came, was only right. But as the years went on, the friendship between Miles and I changed. Friendship faded as he grew into a more popular sports star of our school. At the end of the day, he was always going to be popular, he was the upcoming Alpha after all, but as one of the top sports stars too, he was idolized. As was my brother. All the girls in school flocked around them like they were pop stars or something, and it was bizarre. I was nothing more to him now but a source of amusement for him and his sports buddies. A geek. Not one of the beauty queens who followed him around. Simply someone to make fun of. I had gone from enjoying time with my one-day Alpha, to hating him, in the space of a school year. He thought he was god's gift, and in all honesty, if he was, he is a gift I would return⦠"Bailey!" I heard my Mum call from downstairs, telling me I was definitely running it close now for time. I know Jordan had already headed over to the packhouse a while ago with my Dad to meet his friend and our Alpha. "I know." I yelled back, looking at the books on my desk, desperate to continue with the assignment I was working on. I would so much rather continue working on the assignment and gain the additional credit available, work toward going to the college I want to go to instead of going to a party for the big-headed bully, I got to consider almost family, considering he was the son of my Dad's best friend. I stood from my seat, and walked to my mirror, adjusting my black skater dress I had chosen to wear today. Something plain and simple, easy to blend into the background, but a dress all the same if anyone asked why I hadn't made an effort. Along with my chunky black sandals, I looked presentable, not that anyone would be looking at me. Today, all eyes would be on the birthday boy, as they always were. He would make sure of that. I flicked back my curly brown hair, before I walked out of the door, already dreading the hours that lay ahead⦠My Mum pulled the car into the parking spaces outside the packhouse, while my younger sister Morgan was flicking at the curls around my head, simply trying to irritate me. She knew I would rather be anywhere but here right now, and was loving every last moment of it. "Aww, you want to go home Bailey-boo?" she teased. "Stop you two, come on, your Dad is waiting inside. Let us go and find the birthday boy." Mum says, sounding cheerful, completely oblivious to the fact how horrendous this party had the potential to be. She, too, worshiped Miles. Having seen him grow up alongside my brother, she seemed to think the sun shone out of his rear-end. It had always driven me insane. "He won't even notice us there." I muttered under my breath as I followed her up the steps of the back house, shaking my head at my sister and how overdressed she looked. She definitely looked like she was out to impress someone today. A small part of me wondered if she hoped she might be the fated mate of Miles. After all, he was meeting his Alpha wolf today. He will have shifted for the first time today, and today could potentially be the day he can sense his fated mate out there waiting for him! There had been so much buzz around school about this, so many of the girls were excited about the potential possibility they could be his fated mate. The one chosen for him by the moon goddess. The one destined to be with him. So many of them are desperate for it to be them. While there I was desperate for anything but. I could think of nothing worse! Yet, looking at the amount of effort my younger sister had made today, I am beginning to think she was one of the many she-wolves that was holding out that hope⦠We walked through the corridors of the packhouse, and it was filled with various pack members. Today was a day of celebration within pack, the birthday of the upcoming Alpha. And not just any birthday, the day he came of age. The day he met his Alpha wolf. The walls of the packhouse were adorned with decorations, music was blaring from various speakers dotted around the multiple rooms. "Ooff, sorry!" a giggling she-wolf said to me as she nearly knocked me off my feet as she knocked into me. I would rather be anywhere but here right now. This was far too hectic and far too loud for me. I simply glare at the back of the girl as she moves away from me, not a care in the world. I followed my Mum and my sister, who was almost skipping as she walked, toward the main lounge area. I can only assume my Mum had mindlinked my Dad to let him know we had arrived, and he said they were there, or else we could spend all day looking around for them! It appeared almost every member of the pack had turned up to celebrate the birthday of Miles. The lounge area was laden with people, music truly blasting, and everyone seeming to have a good time. Everyone but me. I caught the eye of my brother, leaning against the wall of the lounge, the furthest away from the door we had just walked into. He nodded in my direction before simply turning away. 'Could have made an effort, Bailey.' he mindlinked. 'It is a birthday, not a funeral, you know?' I felt my heart sink at his words. Great, the insults were starting already, which meant it would only be a matter of time until Miles started too. The two of them seemed to like working together like that. Finding great enjoyment in harassing me. I was only a year younger than both of them, and had desperately hoped the name-calling and insulting would ease off as they got a little older, but if anything, they seemed to get worse. All because I wasn't like the girls they were interested in, I was sure of it. I wasn't like the other girls. Made myself an easy target, my Mum told me, all because I enjoyed studying. Liked reading and learning. Said, I only made it harder for myself. The plan was to make it easier for myself by finding a way out⦠"Jordan says your dress looks like you are going to a funeral, Bailey." Morgan teased, fluffing up my curls again. My long brown hair fell in thick, unruly curls down my back. They drove me mad at times. Especially when my brother and sister decide to mess with them. "Oh well, I wore a dress, like you asked." I snapped, moving away from them, feeling angry already, so tempted just to turn around and walk home, only to be pulled back by my Mum. "We are going to wish Miles a happy birthday. You will stay for a while at least. I do not need to be explaining to your Aunt and Uncle yet again why you have walked out on a social event, Bailey." Mum warned me, her tone sounding grumpy, I swear she had to have read my thoughts on leaving the party already. I am sure she hated having me as a daughter, likely wishing for one that was more sociable, and one that enjoyed being a part of everything, instead of one that would rather have her head in a book. "Awww, Happy Birthday, Miles!" I heard my sister squeal from by my side. I swear she spoke at a pitch so high only dogs could hear. Goddess knows why she is so excited. It is only his birthday. He likely doesn't even care, he never normally does⦠As I looked up, his blue eyes were locked on me, I raised my gaze to meet his, and could see his eyes shift to a darker blue⦠was that his wolf? I see a snarl across his face as he suddenly storms from the room. What was that about? 'Get out here.' Miles is suddenly mindlinking me, and I have to say he sounded far from impressed. That, combined with the angry expression on his face, told me something was off. Would he have rather I had not come? Well, he was not the only one⦠'What?' I questioned, completely confused. Was he annoyed over how I had dressed too? Jeez, it was just a dress. Does it really matter? I would go home if it was. 'Outside now.' He demanded once more, sounding even more irritated this time, making me realize I had little choice but to follow his command, so I snuck away from the ongoing party back to the doors of the packhouse. Only to find Miles pacing along the end of the steps, looking a mixture of confused and angry. So why did he need me here? Someone to take his anger out on? I was not willing to be that, I was sure about that⦠Just as I was about to walk away, he looked up. āIt took you long enough." He snapped. I frowned, unsure what this was all about, but it was making no sense to me as I looked down toward him from where I stood at the top of the packhouse steps. His blue eyes shifted to the dark blue once more, like they had inside, taking me by surprise. His wolf is clearly lingering⦠"What is wrong, Miles? Do you want me to get Jordan?" I asked. "No I do not! I do not want anyone knowing this." He snarls, a growl slipping from his mouth, though whether that was aimed at me or whether his wolf was angry at him, I do not know⦠"I don't think I understandā¦" I began. "You soon will." He sneers, and I simply look to him in confusion. Nothing he says makes sense to me. Until he continues. "Only today did I realize. The thought makes me sick. Why our own moon goddess would play a trick like this on me, I don't know. I am an Alpha. I deserve a strong mate. A beautiful mate to be proud of. Not some feeble pathetic wallflower." My body trembles at his words. No. I had yet to gain my wolf. I did not know this yet. Why⦠Why him of all people? "I am your fated mate?" I question with a shaky voice. "Are you sure?" "Are you doubting me?" he yells. "And you won't be. The moment you have your wolf, I will decide when the time is right to reject you." My heart twists and contorts at the thought. Rejection was meant to be the most painful thing possible. Why would he want to reject the mate chosen for him by our own moon goddess? Am I truly so repulsive? Chapter 2 A Year Later Yet another birthday party for our beloved upcoming Alpha. Ha. Not my beloved upcoming Alpha. I hated him. Breaking my heart without a second thought. What I had done to deserve that I had never got a proper explanation from him. Other than the frequent insults, of why would he want to be with someone like me? Did I look like Luna material to him? I had no clue. What did Luna material look like in his eyes? Some blond bimbo, no doubt. They were the she-wolves he tended to spend his time with within our pack. The ones who worshiped the ground he walked on. That would do anything he asked of them. Ones that I highly doubted read much more than the work set of them at school. "Bailey!" my Mum yelled at me from the stairway of our family home. "Will you hurry up?!" "Do I really need to come to the party?" I responded. "I am telling you, Miles will not be bothered if I am not there!" "Your Aunt and Uncle will be though. And I am not explaining to them again why you are missing." My Mum continues yelling. "Do you not realize just how many events you have missed this year, all because you have your head in a book?" "Yeah Bai-Bai. Such a geek. No wonder you have no friends." My sister Morgan giggles from outside my bedroom door. I hissed. "I have friends." I stormed from my room, and down the stairs toward my waiting family. I planned to greet the birthday boy, not that he would care in the slightest. I know that he would rather not see me at all. And then I would sneak home. "Ew, are you wearing that?" Morgan asked. I looked down at the skinny black trousers I had on and the white tank top. Great. Nothing I wear is approved of by my sister, evidently named the fashion queen without my knowledge. Oh well, I am dressed and wearing it. I think it looked good with my chunky black sandals I had on⦠I scowled at my sister and walked out of the door. "Are we going or not?" I snapped at them all, truly not able to wait for the following month when I leave to go to university. Get away from them, and this pack! The party was well underway when we arrived, music pounding from the speakers as couples made out in every available space, so I averted my eyes as we walked through the corridors of the packhouse to the lounge where we would no doubt find Miles reigning over his people. Being all important, like he was partial to considering himself. 'Why are you here?' Miles's voice filled my mindlink, before I had even fully got into the room behind my parents. Great. 'I didn't get a choice. Trust me, I would rather not be.' I snapped back. I was getting more than a little tired of the way he would treat me. Yes, he planned on rejecting me. Decided I was not for him, but he could have left it at that. I didn't need treating like I was some sort of social pariah because of the fact he decided I was not right for him. I do not think I deserved that. I had endured enough bullying through my time in high school, for the fact I enjoyed my education. 'Oh. Excuse me? Are you implying you were not going to come to the party of your next Alpha?' Miles links with some serious attitude. 'Miles, you just asked why I had bothered coming. Now you are asking if I was not going to come? Make your mind up.' I argued. 'Remember who I am Bailey. You are not above me. Never will be. Could have been equal to me at most had I seen you as suitable to be my mate, but no. You were beneath that honor.' He sneers. I felt anger racing through me. 'And you think I would not have rejected you?' I snapped, moving back toward the exit, not wanting to be here anymore. Until I felt a hand grabbing the back of my tank top, yanking me back. My eyes darted upward to see the dark eyes of Miles. Sneering down at me. Our Pack's upcoming Alpha. The most arrogant man I think I have ever met. One, thankfully, I did not have to be mates with any longer as he had chosen to reject his own fated mate before even giving her a chance. "Going somewhere Bailey?" he asked, his voice full of spite. "Well, I do believe you asked me why I was here, so I assumed you wanted me to leave." I told him. Miles bows his head down so it is level with mine, he inhales deeply, like he still enjoys the scent of me. He has done this numerous times of late, which I find quite bizarre. But, I ignore him as he tilts his head to look at me, "Hmm, I think my Mum and Dad may have something to say if you leave. Their clever little Bailey. Heaven forbid." He presses his forehead against mine. "Just stay away from me, and do not spoil my fun." I shake my head in disbelief at him, as he stalks away. Did he even think for a moment I would be going near him if I could avoid it? I would rather be anywhere but near him! "Bailey, why are you harassing my friend for?" I heard my brother, Jordan demand, as he suddenly approached, causing many people to turn around and look at me. Wonderful. Nothing like starting pack gossip is there. I am sure Miles would appreciate that! "I wasn't harassing him, he came to speak to me. Asking why I had come." I told him, and my brother laughed. He is as much an idiot as Miles. Any of my friends who have big brothers hate how protective they are. Me? No, my big brother is the one leading all the bullying and being cruel to me. He finds great embarrassment in the fact his younger sister is far from being one of the popular group, and is, in his words, 'far too into her books'. I think, in all honesty, my entire family found me, in one way or another, a huge embarrassment. "Well, he has a point. Not like you will be joining in with the celebrations. You will probably be sitting in a quiet corner somewhere reading." He teases. "Well, it is certainly more intellectually pleasing than any of you would be." I smirked at him as I walked away from my brother who was standing looking confused. I am sure he had no clue what I meant. The scary thing is he will be the next, pack Beta. Heaven help our pack. Between him and Miles they only had one brain cell between them, and that was one that they shared, I am sure of it! And even then, I think it was rechargeable and started losing power and knowledge at a rapid rate! They only graduated high school because they paid people to do their work for them. As I snuck away, out of the busy lounge to the top of the stairway, where I hoped to hide out for as long as possible, I heard footsteps behind me. I quickly turned, hoping it was simply someone on their way to their bedroom or even to one of the spare bathrooms on this floor. But, sadly, luck was not on my side tonight. No. Miles was following me. Eyebrows raised and looking quite irritated. "Oi. I want to talk to you." he demanded. "You asked me to go away a minute ago, didn't you?" I asked him. "Don't think so, think it was more a case of why you were here." Miles says with a smirk. Sitting on the top step with me. "Miles, you have the whole pack here for your birthday, I am sure whatever you need to speak to me about can wait." I shrugged, desperately craving peace, which, considering the pounding beat of the music playing, would be difficult. "No. Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" he questions, like he is irate at the fact I had not let him know. Why would I let him know? "Why would I? We aren't friends, Miles. You also are not my Alpha yet. It was arranged with my parents, me and your Dad, as Alpha." I explained to him, unsure why this would even bother him. If anything, I would think he would be glad to get rid of me. "You are going away though." he murmurs. "That is generally what happens when you go to college or university. Yeah." I said with another shrug. "There wasn't one closer to home?" he hisses. "Because it seems to me you picked the one furthest away." "What does it matter to you? You hate me. I won't be here, You get your wish of being rid of me." I snapped, truly sick of him trying to dictate to me what I should and shouldn't be doing. I had worked hard in school, so I could do this. My parents had spoken to my Aunt and Uncle, the Luna and Alpha of our pack to allow me special permission to go to a university out of state to study, saying it was what I had dreamed of. I had nothing holding me back. And, with the fact Miles did not want me for his mate, or his Luna, I truly did not. Not that any of them knew of that. That was our own secret. Even despite the pull to him as my mate since my wolf had arrived, I still found him truly repulsive. He sickened me. Though, the pains when he slept with the many she-wolves that visited his bed, made it even easier to detest the man that he had become. I still had no clue what I had done to deserve this treatment from this man, other than not being one of the popular group. But, I knew I deserved better than him. Miles glanced at me, momentarily a thoughtful look passed over his face, almost caring, before a hardness replaced it. "That much is true. No more having to see the disappointing failure the moon goddess made of mating me to you. At least not for a few years. Who knows, perhaps you will meet someone while there. I suggest you do. That way you won't have to come back, because, I, as Alpha, will be looking for my Luna." "Miles, I honestly do not care if you find someone else." I told him, going to stand and head home, not wishing to spend another moment in the same place as him. As I went to move away, he grabbed my hand, pulling me to him, so I was once more sitting level with him on the top step of the first floor landing of our packhouse. "Always so righteous aren't you Bailey? You say you don't care? We will see. Well, this will be on my terms. I, Miles Davenport, reject you, Bailey West, as my fated mateā¦" he began, and my head began to whirl as his words sunk in. The realization and excruciating pain of what was happening becoming too much for me⦠Chapter 3 Three Years Later I drove the long road down to pack. I hated this drive. Lotus Shadow Pack. Though, three years away, studying had been truly amazing. Transforming myself into the woman I should always have been. Confident. Self-assured. Brave. Just me. And now a fully qualified teacher. As a she-wolf, you spend so many years of your life being told your focus is finding your fated mate. Settling down with them and creating a strong matebond. A love. A family. Well, once I had come to accept that my naĆÆve, teenage dreams would never surface, thanks to the moon goddess pairing me with a mate so incapable of loving anyone other than himself, I decided that my focus would be my career. My education had always been something I took great pride in. I loved to learn, and I had decided that I wanted to pass that gift along. I no longer cared what others thought of me. And, while at university, it felt so wonderful to be surrounded by others who felt the same way. I finally felt like I fit in somewhere. And, I believe that is what allowed me to become the person I was meant to be. However, now, I had to return to my pack, at their requirements. The agreement was, once I had completed my degree, I would return home. Unless, of course, I had found my fated mate. But, I knew within my heart, that was never to happen. For, my fated mate sat at home. Lording it over our pack. Acting like he was the best thing since sliced bread. Sleeping with any she-wolf that came near him, from what I heard, having rejected me. I pulled up at our guarded pack gates. Harley, one of our pack warriors, currently on guard duty, stepped forward to my car window. "ID" he asked. I frowned at him. I do not think I have been asked for ID before when returning home, even in all the times I have visited home, though in all fairness, those visits have been few and far between. My visits were only when they were required of me. I had grown to loathe this place, and coming back had become less of a priority for me over the time I was away... "Harley, it is me. Bailey." I explained, trying not to smile at his mistake. Harley looked at me closer. "Sorry Bailey, didn't really recognize you there. You changed your hair. And you aren't wearing your glasses. You look good." He says with a shrug, quickly looking away, clearly embarrassed by his faux-pas. I smirk at his response. Yes, my hair is somewhat tamer than it used to be. The curls straightened out, and my hair now neat and sleek down my back. My glasses I had worn for reading had been long gone. Having got my eyes fixed with laser eye surgery whilst away. Plus, I now wore a little simple make-up to accentuate my features. Nice to know somebody has noticed a difference⦠"No problem. You still need ID?" I asked him. He grins at me. "I think I know who you are. Nice to see you." he nods at me in acknowledgment as the gate opens for me. "Maybe catch you around while you are back." He adds as I begin to drive away. I smiled in response, I guess there would be nothing to stop me catching up with any guy I wanted to now. Not that I was really bothered right now... but it was not like I had a fated mate to wait for any longer. And it wasn't like Miles was making a point of staying single. Every time I had returned home, he had had a different she-wolf on his arm. Parading them through pack like a prized possession, only to have traded her in by the time I returned on my next visit. He was turning into quite the lothario. And quite a joke in my eyes. I set off along the quiet, familiar roads of our sweet old pack. The evening sun was settling in the sky as I moved my car down the route to my family home. No doubt my Mum would be there waiting for me, perhaps my Dad, if he was in from work by now. My brother and sister, I was unsure. They still both lived at home with my parents, but were back and forth to friends' homes and my brother was looking to move into the Beta suite in the packhouse soon enough, in preparation for taking on the role from my father when the time came. Either way, they rarely bothered to rush home to see me when they knew I was returning. I don't think seeing me was at the top of their priority list⦠I pulled my car up on the street in front of my familiar family home. I could not believe I was home. Stuck back here. The dread within my stomach churned heavily at the prospect of many years stuck here. Miserable and unhappy, with no way out, now my fated mate had rejected me. Not that anyone other than Miles and I knew of that. No. He had decided he would be considered weak if others knew an Alpha had gone against the powerful Moon Goddess's choice. So, this was our secret. Or he would make me pay in ways I did not want to imagine, apparently. And, in all honesty, I did not want to think of it. He had allowed me to go away to do my degree. Doing the final bit of convincing when my Uncle, the current Alpha, and Miles's father, along with my parents were on the fence. Or, so he said. How true that was, I would never likely know the truth, but it had been for that reason, and that alone I had chosen to do as he had asked. If he had done the things he said, then he had allowed me to fulfill my dream of gaining my degree of teaching away from pack. To allow me to be just me, not the daughter of the pack Beta. And I have thrived because of it. But, now, I had to return. Back to where I belonged. And, while I may have gained my degree, I had no real future prospects. I was likely stuck here. I stepped from the car, determined more than ever to find work, as I heard my Mum's voice. "Bailey!" she greeted me from the porch steps, a big smile upon her face. "You look beautiful sweetheart." I smiled back at her, as I moved toward the front door. Only to see Miles leaving the house next door to ours. The Alpha home. Could I have timed my arrival home any worse? His eyes met mine, giving me a dark stare before looking at my Mum. "Hi Aunt Brianna. You didn't say she was home today." Mum smiled at Miles like she thought the world of him, though most of the time she generally did. "Ah, I think it slipped my mind. Bailey is home for good now, Miles. How wonderful is that?" Once more, Miles gave me a dark stare. "Hmmm. Truly wonderful." he said with some serious contempt in his voice. 'You stay out of my way unless I say otherwise, you understand?' Miles mindlinks me, as he moves toward his car. "Are you not going to speak to him Bai?" Mum tries. "He will be Alpha this time next year, you know?" "Oh it doesn't matter, Aunt Brianna. Bailey will be excused this time. I am sure she is tired from her drive back home. But no doubt I will be seeing her around. And yes, she will have to get used to me as her senior. Her Alpha." He says with a sneer, and at his words my stomach twists into knots. I don't think I can stay here⦠I not only need to find work, I need to find work away from my pack, so I can move away to get away from my psychotic Alpha and ex-mate! Chapter 4 I sit out in the garden drinking my morning coffee, with my laptop open scrolling desperately through the work vacancies, when I hear a deep growl to my left, causing me to swirl my head to look. Miles was resting his head on the garden fence from next door, overlooking our back garden, to where I was sitting. Watching me intently, the look upon his face was one of sheer disgust... I had no clue how long he had been standing there, or what had angered him to the point of growling, but he had made me jump. "Miles." I snapped, giving him a dark scowl. I had done well the past week since arriving and stayed out of his way. Managing to ensure I avoided all pack events, and ensuring I dodged any places he was likely to be. Yes, it meant I spent an awful lot of time in my bedroom at home, but I would rather do that than have to copel with him. Today, the sun was glorious, and I thought it would be nice to take my breakfast outside while I looked for jobs online. Sitting on the patio furniture we have in the back garden, under the warmth of the morning sunshine, my coffee was enjoyable, all until he disturbed me. I shook my head in his direction, wondering why he had snuck up on me. He had so many more places he could be... "Who do you think you are cursing at?" Miles snarled. "The creep who did exactly that. Crept up on me out of the blue for no good reason." I rolled my eyes at him in disgust, only to see this seemed to anger him further. Though, I think anything I did would anger Miles. He seemed to hold some serious resentment towards me at the moment, but should I really expect anything less? "I will come over there for you, Bailey." He hissed. "For me?" I questioned his choice of words. "How? You asked me to stay out of your way. That is what I am doing." "What are you doing?" he chose to ignore my words, and looks to my laptop screen instead, so I slowly shut the screen down, so he would be unable to see. I do not want him knowing I am applying for work outside the area. I would not put it past him to stop it from happening. He seems to be being deliberately nasty of late, so I truly do not know what he would sink to, to be nasty towards me⦠"Nothing of your concern." "I am your Alpha. So, all that goes on in my pack is my business." He tells me with a smirk. I shook my head with a smirk back, "Hmm, not quite Miles, you are not. Your Dad is still Alpha, so don't be getting ahead of yourself." An angry look flared across his face once more. His handsome features contorted in fury. He did not like having people disagree with him. But I was not about to have him dictating to me... "Just because you were my mate once upon a time does not give you the right to talk to me however you please, you know." Miles snarls. "She is your mate?" a voice questions, causing us both to whip our heads round, only to see the unexpected face of Miles's younger brother Ellis. I look at Miles with despair now, my heart pounding and my palms becoming sweaty. Wondering what he planned to do now the secret we had kept between us for so long was out now⦠how had neither of us heard him coming? "No she is not. She rejected me." Miles said coldly, looking at me as if daring me to disagree with him. Wait... he was making it out like I had rejected him? I looked at Miles in shock, but the look within his eyes was like he dared me to argue. "You rejected your Alpha? What kind of fool are you?" Ellis asked as his eyes looked me up and down like a piece of dirt. Sadly, a look I am more than used to. "Do Mum and Dad know?" Miles shakes his head. "No. I don't want them to either. It would worry them too much, Els, please do not say anything. Bailey and I were never a good match, so perhaps she made the right choice. Please for me?" Miles is pleading with his brother, and part of me wonders if he is worried what his family would do if they learned of his decision to go against the Moon Goddess. As an Alpha, this was almost unheard of. Blaming me was gutless. But, if that is what he wants to do, then let him. 'Do not even think of saying anything different.' Miles's voice reverberates through my mind via the link. 'Or you will learn to regret it. That degree you love so much could easily be destroyed.' I took in the words Miles had said, and the sad thing is, I do not doubt them. I would not put it past him finding a way to have my degree removed. Having me stuck within our pack. He would be Alpha soon enough, and he would be the one able to dictate what I did... I had little choice but to do as he asked. Yet i felt anger racing through my veins... I lifted my laptop and stood from my seat. "I will talk to you however I like Miles. When you seem to think you can treat me however you like." and with that I walked away from the two brothers, both looking at me, walking away in shock. I know I would come to regret what I had just said, but I truly no longer cared⦠Chapter 5 I pace the corridor of the packhouse for yet another night. Sleepless nights are becoming the most repetitive thing for me now. Almost tiresome⦠or they would be if I could actually sleep! Nightmares plaguing my dreams were the thing stopping my sleep⦠making me fear sleep⦠visions of that night⦠reoccurring time and time again⦠the rogues invading our pack lands⦠us losing control⦠and them hurting my precious Isla. My beautiful Isla. Fate had barely brought us together⦠life could be cruel⦠and it made me relive that night, time and time again through my dreams⦠the pain as her life ebbed away⦠the inability to be able to save her⦠the pain in her eyes⦠the fear⦠it made me hate life⦠hate fate. And now, now it makes me fear sleep. Which is what found me pacing these godforsaken corridors every night⦠"Alright Beta!" Marc, one of our young warriors, greeted me enthusiastically, telling me he had likely been out spending time with friends. Especially returning to his room at this early hour of the morning. "Hey Marc." I smiled, raising my eyebrows questioningly at him as he stumbled toward the stairs. He was barely able to walk in a straight line. "I not been dinking, honest boss." He mutters with a chuckle. These guys make me smile. How could they not? Barely past shifting age, and newly trained warriors. They clearly decided to drink themselves to the point of stupor. Which, considering we are werewolves and drink has little to no effect on us in small doses, they had to have been drinking excessive amounts! Likely coming up with new and different drinking challenges to see who could drink the most, that was what they so often did. But, I can't say I had not done the same when I first shifted and on many a younger night with friends. It was all part of growing up for many, wasn't it? Especially for our warriors, I knew that, having helped many a drunken warrior home in the past. And I am sure they had had a good night and many good memories to look back on⦠if they could actually remember any of them, of course! "I never said a word Marc." I gave him a nod as he fell up the stairs. I continued my pacing of the corridor only to hear a few more drunken voices approaching, I assume likely Marc's drunk friends. And, I, not in the right frame of mind to have to cope with anyone else tonight, ducked into the short corridor off the main hallway of the packhouse. Leading to my office. I could sit in here until they passed and then make my way back to my room, and hopefully, I could attempt to gain at least a few hours' sleep tonight, so I would be at least partially functionable tomorrow⦠"What are you doing down here?!" a voice made me jump awake from my sleep, making me stir, and realize just how uncomfortable I was. My whole body ached. The crick in my neck felt like it had been locked in a vice... Though, as I moved, it was only then I realized I had fallen asleep sitting at my office desk. I had been asleep collapsed over my office desk since the early hours of the morning when I came in here to hide from the drunken warriors⦠I sleepily raised my eyes upward, only to see my best friend, and the pack Alpha, standing next to my desk looking more than a little concerned, looking down over me. "Asher?" he questioned. "Why are you sleeping down here? This has to be the third or fourth time in a matter of weeks. And don't get me started on all the time prior to that." I sighed. Just what I need, him on my case. The third degree once again. Am I ok? Do I need some help? Support? That is likely what Caleb was about to start with⦠like always. He couldn't help it. Though, I didn't want to sound ungrateful. He was my closest friend after all, and he did just care. But, sometimes, some people just needed their space! It wasn't like he could help⦠he couldn't stop my suffering⦠this has been going on too long now⦠"Was struggling to sleep, so I came down to work. I am guessing I must have crashed." I told him. Not quite the truth, but it would do⦠Caleb didn't need to know that my sleep was so badly disturbed that I struggled to sleep every night. That my nights were so messed up I hadn't slept properly since Isla had left⦠"Is everything okay, Asher?" Caleb asked, and I could hear the concern dripping from his voice, like it so often does of late. "Eden said she has been worrying about you⦠that you just haven't seemed yourself since the rogue attacks began. She said you seem so distant. So withdrawn." I shook my head with a disgusted roll of my eyes. So, they had been discussing me? Do they think that is acceptable? Yes, Eden may be his mate, and the Luna of the pack, as well as my friend, but I do not need to be some sort of sympathy case that needs to be sat and discussed between them over their evening meal! I am fine! I am the pack Beta. I focused my eyes upon my friend, a dark glare hopefully saying all I needed to. "Caleb, you may be a friend, but please, for the love of god,I am fine. Tired, yes. Stressed, yes. We have been coping with rogue attacks regularly until lately. We need to work on improving the pack, which is what we are working on doing. It doesn't come easily. It takes time. It takes energy and effort. So yeah, I am stressed and tired. Is that not my duty?" I snap, knowing I am already overstepping the mark talking to my Alpha in that way. He knew I had lost my mate because of these rogue attacks too, so you would think he would have shown at least a little understanding⦠but I wanted to continue going⦠needed to keep functioning or else I had nothing⦠Caleb looks to me with a shake of his head. "Fine. Go get showered. We have a meeting in half an hour." I sighed. There was no other way to describe it. I think I almost enjoyed the pain I felt. I enjoyed the darkness that lingered over me now. It was who I had become. The Asher I had been was gone. He was gone the moment Islaās life was taken from her. The moment she was taken from me. The young, carefree, happy, joker always laughing and joking with pack members was long gone. Replaced with a withdrawn, isolated, lonely guy who felt down most of the time. 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šAttention! Do not read in publicļ¼š | At Grace Mansion, Carissa Sinclair stared at the man before herāher husband she had waited for a whole year. Barrett Warren, still in his battle armor, wore an expression of both determination and guilt. "Carissa, the king has issued a royal edict for my marriage with Aurora. She will be joining our household. There's no question about it," said Barrett. Carissa's eyes clouded with confusion. "The queen dowager has praised General Yates as a model for all women in the kingdom. Would she be willing to be a concubine?" Barrett's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. "No, she wonāt be a concubine. Sheāll be my legal wife, equal to you." "But calling her equal doesn't change the fact that sheās still just a concubine," Carissa said, a soft smile playing on her lips. Barrett frowned. "Why can't you face the reality? Aurora and I fell in love with each other on the battlefield, and we earned this marriage with our glorified victory. In fact, I donāt really need your approval on it." Carissa smiled mockingly. "Fell in love, huh? Have you forgot what you promised me before you left for war?" On their wedding night a year ago, Barrett was called away to lead reinforcements on an expedition. Before he left, he lifted his wifeās veil and vowed, "Carrisa Sinclair, you're the only woman I'll ever love in my life. I will never take a concubine!" Embarrassed, Barrett avoided her eye contact. "Just forget what I said. Back then, I only considered you a suitable match for a wife. I knew nothing about love until I met Rory." When he spoke of the woman he loved, his eyes softened with deep affection. Turning back to Carissa, he added, "Sheās unlike any woman Iāve ever met. I love her deeply, and I hope you'll be generous enough to welcome her." Carissa felt a lump in her throat. Despite her disgust and reluctance, she asked, "What about your parents? Do they agree?" "They do. It was a royal edict, and mother liked her a lot upon seeing her." They agreed? Huh... How ironic! Seems like everything Carissa had done for this household had all been for nothing. "Is she currently in the mansion?" Carissa asked, lifting a brow. Barrett carried a softness in his voice, "Yes, sheās talking to my mother and making her very happy. Even mother's health seems to be improving." "Improving?" Carissa felt a whirlwind of emotions. "When you went to war, your mother was already gravely ill. I brought in the best physician, managed the estateās affairs by day, and stayed up nights caring for her. That's how her condition started to improve." Carissa wasnāt seeking praise. She was just laying out the facts of her exhausting year. "But seeing Aurora has made my mother feel even better," Barrett said earnestly. "I know this is unfair to you, but for the greater good, please support Aurora and me." Carissa lowered her eyes, as if blinking away the tears. But inspected closely, that's actually her sharpened gaze. "Invite General Yates over. I have a few things to ask her." "There's no need," Barrett refused instantly. "Carissa, sheās different from any woman you know. As a general, sheās above household squabbles and wouldnāt want to meet you." Carissa retorted, "What are women I know like? Or tell me, what kind of woman am I to you? Have you forgotten? I'm also the daughter of the Marquis's family. My father and my six brothers sacrificed on the Southern Frontier three years ago-" "Thatās them," Barrett interrupted. "you're still a delicate woman suited only for home comforts, while Aurora has no respect for that. Besides, she never holds back her true thoughts. Trust me, you won't want to hear it from her." As Carissa looked up, the striking beauty mark under her eye became more evident in the light. Calmly, she said, "Itās fine. If she says anything unpleasant, Iāll ignore it. A true matriarch must understand the bigger picture and act with dignity. Donāt you trust me?" Barrett sighed in frustration. āWhy put yourself through this? The king has approved this marriage, and Aurora will never threaten your control of the household. Carissa, she couldn't care less about those things.ā āOh, you think that's what I fear? Losing the control of this household?ā Carissa countered. Little did Barrett know his household had been reduced to a hollow shell - managing it was a hot potato no one else would bear. Over the past year, it was Carissa's dowry alone that kept the Warren familyās life respectable, and this was her reward. āEnough,ā Barrett snapped, his patience running thin. āIāve done my duty by informing you. Your opinion wonāt change anything.ā As Carissa watched hum storm out, her bitterness deepened. āMy lady, my lord has really crossed the line!ā Lulu, Carissaās maid, said, wiping her tears. āDonāt call him that!ā Carissa gave her a stern look. āWe never consummated the marriage. Heās not your lord. Now go fetch my dowry list.ā āWhy the dowry list?ā Lulu asked, puzzled. Carissa tapped her on the forehead. āSilly girl, we need to reckon everything before we leave.ā Lulu gasped. āLeave? But where can we go? To the Northwatch Estate?ā Suddenly Lulu held her tongue, aware that she had touched the sensitive subject. She spared Carissa a guilty look, "I'll get the list now, my lady." Upon the mention of Northwatch Estate, the always restrained Carissa finally let her tears fall. When she was fifteen, her father, the Marquis of Northwatch, had sacrificed his life on the battlefield. Then, just six months ago, her entire family at the Northwatch Estate was brutally slaughtered ā assassins rumored to be spies from the enemy nation, Westhaven. She rushed back after getting the news, only to find the dismembered bodies of her mother and grandmother. Even her youngest nephew, two years old, didn't escape death, neither. Now, she was the lone survivor of the marquis' family, the idea of restoring her familyās former glory seemed impossibleāat least to outsiders. After all, she was presented mostly as a delicate, fragile woman, while Aurora Taytes had just made herself the first female general in history. It's only natural that the Warren family was more than happy to agree to the marriage. Yet, unbeknownst to the world, Carissa's martial talent was never beneath her father and brothers. If given a chance on the battlefield, she would definitely outshine Aurora Taytes, perhaps a million times more... Just then, Lulu had brought over the dowry list, "My lady, this year alone, you've spent over six thousand silver coins supporting the household. However, the shops, houses, and estates remain untouched. All the bank savings, along with the property deeds and land titles your mother left, are locked up in the chest." "I see." Carisse's gaze lingered on the list with melancholy. Her mother had given her such a substantial dowry, fearing she might face hardship in her husband's home. Yet now here she was. The Warren family had disregarded all her effort, and Barrett had even broken his vow to take no concubine - the very promise that led her mother to choose him over more eligible suitors, despite the Warren familyās fall from grace. 'Was this really the life mother wanted me to have?' It took Carissa no time to made up her mind. āLulu, get prepared. There's somewhere we need to go tomorrow.ā ... Early the next morning, Carissa and Lulu boarded a carriage, heading straight for the royal palace. It was noon by the time they arrived. Under the scorching autumn sun, Carissa and Lulu stood like statues in front of the palace gates. They waited for a full hour, but no one came to let them in. In the palace's study, Derek Walker had already reported Carissaās arrival to the king three times. āYour Majesty, Mrs. Warren is still waiting outside the palace gates,ā he repeated. The king, Salvador Quinton, set aside the document he was reading and rubbed his temples. āI canāt summon her in. The edict has been issued, and can't be taken back. Tell her to go home.ā āThe guards tried to persuade her, but she refused to leave. Sheās been standing there for over an hour without moving.ā Salvador felt a pang of guilt. āBarrett requested the marriage as a reward for his military service. I didnāt want to agree, either, but not granting it would embarrass both him and General Yates. They have after all won a big war.ā āYour Majesty, when it comes to military achievements, no one can compare to the Marquis of Northwatch,ā Derek countered. Salvador thought of Hector Sinclair, the Marquis of Northwatch. When Salvador was a crown prince who had recently joined the military, it was Hector who had guided him. Back then, he had also known Carissa when she was only a cute kid. Salvador himself had fought a bloody path to the throne, paved with death. He understood the struggles of military officers, so when Barrett requested marriage as a reward, Salvador had hesitated but eventually agreed. But Derek was right. In terms of military merit, Barrett and Aurora were far inferior to Hector Sinclair. āAlright, let her in. If she agrees to this marriage, Iāll grant her whatever she wants, even if it's a noble title or an official rank,ā said Salvador. Derek breathed a sigh of relief. āAs always, you're wise, Your Majesty!ā ... Carissa knelt in the study with her head bowed. Recalling that Carissa was now the only one left the Sinclair family, Salvador felt nothing but pity for her. "Rise and speak," he commanded. Carissa bowed deeply with her hands clasped. "Your Majesty, I know it's presumptuous of me to seek an audience today. But I also wish to implore for your grace." "Carissa Sinclair, I have already issued the edict of marriage. It's impossible to revoke it," Salvador said. Carissa shook her head gently. "Your Majesty, I'm not imploring you to reverse that edict, but imploring you for another edict - an amicable divorce with General Warren." The young king was taken aback. "Divorce? You want a divorce?" Carissa nodded her head firmly. She was never someone to pester some man. If Barret Warren loved Aurora Yates so much, then she would let him go. 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šAttention! Do not read in publicļ¼š | As the daughter of Alpha, I have been abused by my brother Alpha Trey and the pack, all because of an unforgivable mistake I made at 6. Ouch! Beta Kyle rudely kicks me to the floor in front of the office door and yells, āUseless Stupid Wolf! Clean the office asap! Our guest, Alpha Dane will be arriving soon!ā Alpha Dane, I had only ever heard rumours about him. He was a ruthless man, a Wolf feared by others. He didnāt mess around and he had the largest pack. āHe is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!ā Beta Kyle continues. He digs his nails into my thinning skin before he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean back against it, observing the already clean office. There was nothing out of place, it looked perfectly fine for a meeting with this so-called powerful Alpha. I hated this house. I thought that when I turned 18, I could finally escape, but 4 years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle waltzes around reminding me of how worthless I am. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. āUhheemā Someone clears their throat and I freeze, I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair, just around the corner. A foot propped up on his knee as he nurses a glass of alcohol. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that donāt quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door as my heart pounded. āIs this the way you greet all Alphaās?ā His deep voice rumbles through the room, there was an edge of amusement to his tone. āIām sorry.ā I whisper, getting to my feet. āIā¦I thought I was alone.ā I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. āCome forward.ā He orders and I already feel a lump forming in my throat. Alpha Trey was going to kill me. I step around the corner, doing as Iām told, allowing him to see me properly. I close my eyes, expecting the worst. āYou smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?ā I nod, though I couldnāt tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they found out about me. āI would prefer it if you spoke to me.ā He growls, āIām not in the mood to play games.ā āYes.ā I whisper. I couldnāt help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? āWhy do you smell strange? And how is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me.ā āIā¦ā I hated the question. āSpit it out, I havenāt got all day!ā His deep voice sends a shiver through me, āYou should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Itās rude to not look at them.ā Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them, there was no way I was making eye contact. āMy Wolf abilities were bound,ā I mutter. Twice, I wanted to add. Twice my abilities were bound. But he probably wasnāt interested in that part. He leans forward, carefully placing his glass on the small table next to the chair. I could feel him staring at me, āWhy would someone do that?ā If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. āIt was a punishment.ā I whisper. It wasnāt far from the entire truth but it was the simplest answer I could give. Thereās a twitch in his cheek. Was he angry to hear of such a punishment? Or maybe, just like the others, he was amused by it. I couldnāt tell. The door swings open and my brother screeches at me āNeah, what the fuck are you doing in my office?ā He turns to the crimson eyed man. āI am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane.ā Crap, it was him. My brother spins around, his hand stretching out to hit me. I close my eyes, bracing myself, ready to feel the burn. āI wouldnāt do that if I were you.ā Alpha Daneās voice rumbles through the room. Peeking through slits, I see Alpha Dane has risen to his feet, his hand coiled around my brother's wrist. He was taller than my brother, more muscly too. āNeah,ā My name rolls off of his tongue, āwas kindly showing me to your office, Alpha Trey, as you failed to meet me at the front of your house like I requested. I was lucky someone was present, at least someone understands the importance of this deal.ā What? I had no idea what he was talking about. And he had no reason to lie for me. My brother glares at me, clenching his jaw tight. I was going to pay for this later. I would have to try and steal some food. āGet out now!ā Alpha Trey seethes. I nod my head and hurry from the room, the last thing I wanted was to be caught between bickering men. I try to keep myself busy to stay as far away from the office as possible. My peace is short-lived when I hear my brother calling out for champagne and some glasses. Quickly finding what he asked for, I bow my head as I re-enter the office. I can feel Alpha Dane watching my every move; even the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. No one has ever watched me this closely. Approaching the small table by Alpha Danes chair, I start to fill the glasses. He takes the champagne bottle from me, telling me he is more than capable of filling his own glass. I feel my cheeks flame, not from embarrassment, but because I knew that I would be punished for this. I should have been quicker. I should have filled the glasses before entering the office. I should haveā¦. My brain freezes when I see my brother glaring at me. āNeah is your sister, correct?ā Alpha Dane questions my brother. āShe is.ā Alpha Trey mutters with disgust. āWhy do you treat her like shit?ā Straight to the point, my brother wouldnāt like that. No one had spoken to my brother about his treatment of me because everyone took great joy in beating me. I didnāt know what to do. I couldnāt move but I knew I had to get out of there. If this deal goes to pot because of me, then that would be my fault too. āShe's an unforgiven murderer.ā Alpha Trey spits I closed my eyes, battling back the tears that were threatening to break free. āMurdered who?ā Alpha Daneās voice rumbles through me. 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šAttention! Do not read in publicļ¼š | Debra gasped and opened her eyes. Everything in front of her was strikingly familiar. This place was Juan and her home. They had been married for a month, but Juan had rarely visited her. She remembered that Juan was attending a land auction, and due to the occasion, he had to bring her along. But this was all five years ago. 'How could it be? ' she thought, deeply confused, 'Am I reborn?' " Mr. Nichols has never stayed overnight before. You should seize this opportunity." a maidās voice brought Debra back to reality. She picked out a white gown, hesitating. "How about this one, Madam?" Looking at it, Debra gave a self-deprecating smile. It was well known that Juan favored Shelia. Shelia liked white dresses. In the past, she often dressed like Shelia to please Juan. For this auction, Juan didn't inform her of the change in companion and brought Shelia instead, making her look ridiculous in a white dress similar to Shelia's. The thought of the past made her laugh. "No, I'll wear that one," she said, picking up a red dress. Debra never liked plain clothes. Shelia was just a poor college student. Debra felt that she must have lost her mind to dress like that for a man. "But Mr. Nichols likes white dresses," the maid said hesitantly. Debra simply ignored her hints. "I'll wear this one," she said. "Throw away all those white dresses. I don't like them." The maid sighed and complied. Debra looked at herself in the mirror, still vibrant and beautiful. But in a few years, she would be worn down by Juan's torment. Before that happened, she would end it all. In the evening, Debra appeared in a burgundy dress that accentuated her curves. Her delicate makeup, curls, and a mole under her eye made her mesmerizing. She looked like a painting, untouchable. Not far away, a man in a white shirt and black leather combat boots saw her. Marion Houston asked, "Who is she?" "You don't know her? She's Debra, the daughter of the Frazier family and Juan's wife," said his friend, Randy Osborne. "I just saw Juan entering with another woman. Maybe we'll witness a showdown between the mistress and the wife. It will be fun." | LEARN_MORE | https://thebvhwysgng.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=1 | Random Reading | https://www.facebook.com/61559743679549/ | 290 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | thebvhwysgng.com | DCO | https://thebvhwysgng.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=13914&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/460945545_1260136988488997_5934319666725695187_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=jnKuJXwCKg4Q7kNvgGtUreh&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AAN3RkG9LmETFSq5T1aFAMu&oh=00_AYD2FyYN_bZpjEZJMj5ZxRMkfIWtZ5ss6tFoxUZiAZoE3Q&oe=67301DDA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Random Reading | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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šAttention! Do not read in publicļ¼š | One Neah āWhere the heck is she?ā I hear the Beta scream. I already knew Beta Kyle was talking about me, the only servant of the house. I groan and get to my feet, grabbing the cleaning basket and taking it with me. The moment Beta Kyle sees me, he strides towards me and his hand slices against my cheek. I donāt make a sound. Years of experience has taught me to keep my mouth shut at all times and only speak when spoken too, even if what they are doing to me hurts. āAlpha Trey and I are expecting company and you still have not cleaned the office like you were asked.ā Beta Kyle spits at me I nod my head and my hand tightens on the cleaning basket. If I could just find the courage to swing it at his head, it would make my day. I resisted, he was stronger than me and I didnāt need locking up for another week with no food. My stomach already hurt enough. āWe are trying to make a good impression on Alpha Dane. Do you not understand how important it is for us to join ourselves with his pack?!ā I donāt answer, I know it's a trick, to try and get me to say something so that he can give himself a reason to punish me. I keep my eyes low so that I didnāt have to look at his face. Alpha Dane, I had only ever heard rumours about him. Words exchanged between the other pack members when I was in the room. From what I gathered, he was a ruthless man, a Wolf feared by others. He didnāt mess around and he had the largest pack. āHe is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!ā Beta Kyle continues. Yet he doesnāt tell me why. We had never been attacked and we had never attacked anyone, so why did we need another pack to help us? He places his hands on my shoulders, digging his nails into my thinning skin and turns me around, kicking me in the but as he shoves me towards the office. āUseless Wolf.ā He mutters as he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean back against it, observing the already clean office. There was nothing out of place, it looked perfectly fine for a meeting with this so-called powerful Alpha. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. I hated this house. I thought that when I turned eighteen, I could finally escape, but four years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle waltzes around reminding me of how worthless I am. Someone clears their throat and I freeze, I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair, just around the corner. A foot propped up on his knee as he nurses a glass of drink. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that donāt quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door as my heart pounded. āIs this the way you greet all Alphaās?ā His deep voice rumbles through the room, there was an edge of amusement to his tone. āIām sorry.ā I whisper, getting to my feet. āIā¦I thought I was alone.ā I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. He doesnāt introduce himself either, why should he? āCome forward.ā He orders and I already feel a lump forming in my throat. Alpha Trey was going to finish me. I step around the corner, doing as Iām told, allowing him to see me properly. I close my eyes, expecting the worst. āYou smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?ā I nod, though I couldnāt tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they found out about me. āI would prefer it if you spoke to me.ā He growls, āIām not in the mood to play games.ā āYes.ā I whisper. I couldnāt help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? āWhy do you smell strange? And how is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me.ā āIā¦..ā I hated the question. āSpit it out, I havenāt got all day!ā He takes a swig from his drink. I knew why I couldnāt scent him. I knew why I hadnāt been aware of his presence, but telling people why was not something I ever wanted or liked to do. They never let me tell my side of the story. All they do is laugh and mock me. āYou should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Itās rude to not look at them. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?ā His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them, there was no way I was making eye contact. āMy Wolf abilities were bound,ā I mutter. Twice, I wanted to add. Twice my abilities were bound. But he probably wasnāt interested in that part. He leans forward, carefully placing his glass on the small table next to the chair. I could feel him staring at me, āWhy would someone do that?ā If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. āIt was a punishment.ā I whisper. It wasnāt far from the entire truth but it was the simplest answer I could give. Thereās a twitch in his cheek. Was he angry to hear of such a punishment? Or maybe, just like the others, he was amused by it. I couldnāt tell. The door swings open and my brother screeches at me āNeah, what the heck are you doing in my office?ā He turns to the crimson eyed man. āI am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane.ā Crap, it was him. My brother spins around, his hand stretching out to hit me. I close my eyes, bracing myself, ready to feel the burn. āI wouldnāt do that if I were you.ā Alpha Daneās voice rumbles through the room. Peeking through slits, I see Alpha Dane has risen to his feet, his hand coiled around my brother's wrist. He was taller than my brother, more muscly too. āNeah,ā My name rolls off of his tongue, āwas kindly showing me to your office, Alpha Trey, as you failed to meet me at the front of your house like I requested. I was lucky someone was present, at least someone understands the importance of this deal.ā What? I had no idea what he was talking about. And he had no reason to lie for me. My brother glares at me, clenching his jaw tight. I was going to pay for this later. I would have to try and steal some food. āGo and get Beta Kyle.ā Alpha Trey seethes. āTell him that our guest is here.ā I nod my head and hurry from the room, the last thing I wanted was to be caught between bickering men. āBeta Kyle,ā I whisper as I enter the dining hall. He instantly glares at me with his dark eyes. I had spoken without being spoken to. āAlpha Trey is in the office with Alpha Dane. I was sent to inform you.ā He slams the newspaper down on the table and glares at me as he walks by. āYouāre lucky that the Alpha sent you to get me, otherwise you wouldn't be seeing sunlight for a few days.ā Pausing behind me, he yanks my head back, locking his fingers in my hair, leaning in close to me, I feel his hot breath on my skin. He doesnāt speak, it was just his way of proving that he could do what he wants when he wants. I try to keep myself busy so I can stay as far away from the office as possible. My peace doesnāt last long when I hear my brother calling out to me. Quietly, I pad towards the office and plaster a smile on my face as I open the door. āNeah, go get the champagne and some glasses, we are celebrating.ā I bow my head and hurry to the drinks cabinet. Quickly finding what my brother has asked for. As I re-enter the office, I can feel Alpha Dane watching my every move, even the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. No one ever watches me this closely. Approaching the small table by Alpha Danes chair, I start to fill the glasses. He takes the champagne bottle from me, telling me he is more than capable of filling his own glass. I feel my cheeks flame, not from embarrassment, but because I knew that I would be punished for this. I should have been quicker. I should have filled the glasses before entering the office. I should haveā¦. My brain freezes when I see my brother glaring at me. āNeah is your sister, correct?ā Alpha Dane questions my brother. āShe is.ā Alpha Trey mutters with disgust. He looks away from me to focus on the man asking questions. āWhy do you treat her like vermin?ā Straight to the point, my brother wouldnāt like that. He only liked sharing information on his terms. No one had spoken to my brother about his treatment of me because everyone took great joy in beating me. I didnāt know what to do. I couldnāt move but I knew I had to get out of there. If this deal goes to pot because of me, then that would be my fault too. āNeah was responsible for our parents' death.ā Alpha Trey spits I closed my eyes, battling back the tears that were threatening to break free. āResponsible how?ā Alpha Daneās voice rumbles through me. He was definitely angry. āShe served them Wolfsbane.ā Two Neah Donāt make a sound. Donāt make a sound. I knew Alpha Dane was studying me. They all did, no one could ever quite believe how someone could do something so disgusting as poisoning their own parents. I stood there, with my head hanging low, wishing for the ground to open up and suck me in. There are movements around me. He was standing directly in front of me. With a rough finger he tilts my face up towards his, forcing me to look at him. Slowly, his hand latches onto my throat but he doesnāt squeeze. āYou poisoned your parents?ā āI was six.ā I splutter. āI just made them lemonade.ā My voice comes out all squeaky as I try to defend myself. I could barely remember my parents, but I could remember all the guilt I had been made to feel since that day. His crimson eyes flash to my brothers. āHardly seems fair to blame a six year old.ā āA six year old should know the difference between plants.ā Alpha Trey snaps āSounds to me like she was set up.ā Alpha Dane shrugs his shoulders, letting go of my throat. āWe all know that standard wolfsbane doesnāt affect us anymore. We evolved from that thing centuries ago.ā What? What did he mean? Wolfsbane wasnāt lethal. It had been drummed into me since I could walk. āWhich only leaves Blood of Wolfsbane.ā Alpha Dane mutters āYou werenāt there, Alpha Dane.ā My brother muttered through gritted teeth as his eyes narrowed to slits. āIt was Wolfsbane.ā He nods his head. āYou are right, I was not present.ā Great, now there was someone else who could remind me of something I had done by accident, years ago. āBut tell me this, where would a six year old get Blood of Wolfsbane?ā āI didnāt ask you here to talk about my slave!ā Alpha Trey spits. āOr what happened to my parents.ā Alpha Dane grabs his leather jacket from the chair. Unlike other Alphaās he seemed to dress more casually. A simple black tee and jeans covered his huge frame. And unlike other Alphaās, his arms are bare of tattoos, not a single bit of ink poked out anywhere. āYouāre right and now I have a few things to mull over.ā āI thought we agreed.ā My brother exclaims āNothing has been signed. Now I will show myself out.ā The moment he is out of the office, both my brother and Beta Kyle round on me. āWhat the heck did you say to him?ā My brother demands, slamming a hand into my stomach. āN..nothing. Well, he just asked me why I smelled funny.ā āDid you tell him?ā Beta Kyle demands. He was practically spitting in my face. I hated him. I hated him so much that I had vowed to one day get my revenge and rip his stomach out through his mouth. āWELL?ā My brother yells when I donāt immediately respond and smacks me across the side of the head. My head involuntarily moves up and down. āBut I didnāt say it was you.ā I tried to sound strong and confident but it just comes out as a whisper. If they werenāt Wolves, they probably wouldnāt have heard me. My brother's hand locks into my black hair as he yanks my head back, sending a shooting pain through my skull. āIf you have ruined this, you wonāt see daylight again.ā He drags me by my hair from the office and down the hallway towards the basement door. āPleaseā¦.ā I beg. āHe was an Alphaā¦I⦠I had to answer him.ā My cheeks burn with my tears as he flings the door open. On the other side of the door is Alpha Dane. He is leaning against the wall with his arms folded, staring out at us. My brother's hand falls from my hair, relieving the pressure on the back of my skull.. āAlpha Dane, I thought you had left.ā Alpha Trey murmurs angrily. āI said I would show myself out. I thought I had found the door, but instead I find a basement, riddled in your sister's strange scent. Is this how you treat your family?ā āAs I said,ā my brother holds his ground, āShe is responsible for the death of my parents, so yes, this is what she deserves.ā āYou should keep your nose out of other packs' business!ā Beta Kyle adds. Alpha Dane laughs. āIf I agree to this deal, everything about your business becomes my business. So tell me, what would your punishment be for her? No food, locked away for a week, beatings?ā āWe donātā¦.ā āReally?ā He cocks a brow, āYou really expect me to believe that you would have just let her sleep? I have already stopped you from hitting her once. " His eyes roam over me. "She is underfed, bags hover under her tired blue eyes. For a sister of an Alpha, she is certainly not treated like one. Regardless of what she allegedly did when she was a pup.ā āShe did do it!ā Alpha Trey seethes āAnd she has nothing to do with our deal.ā āThatās for me to decide.ā His crimson eyes flicker around the hallway. āWhere is your mate? I would be interested to know how she feels about this.ā I close my eyes, silently begging my brother not to call his Luna. Luna Cassandra is worse than Beta Kyle and Alpha Trey together. āOn second thoughts, why bother her. Iām certain she is just as vile as you.ā He sneers I peer through slits to see his crimson eyes on me. There was no reason for him to defend me and yet he was. I was a nobody, no one special. Just who everyone called a traitor. Only instead of being given a death sentence, my brother had decided to make me spend my life suffering. āI have a proposition for you, Alpha Trey.ā Alpha Dane is smirking at my brother āWe have already agreed on terms.ā āWell, Iām adding one. And if you donāt agree, you will not get my help. Instead, you will become my enemy. And we both know, you donāt want that.ā āI take it that your new terms have something to do with her?ā Alpha Trey mutters through clenched teeth. āYou would be correct. Let me take her away to my pack and then you, Trey will have a deal.ā Me? Why would he want me? As my brother and his Beta discuss me, Alpha Dane is still studying me. His look made me nervous. What could someone like him possibly want with me? āDeal.ā Alpha Trey sticks out his hand for Alpha Dane to shake. He doesnāt take it, instead his crimson eyes shift from me to my brother. āI will have paperwork drawn up and will return tomorrow.ā He reaches a hand out and cups my face, āEnsure you have everything packed.ā He drags his thumb across my bottom lip and strides to the opposite end of the hallway and straight to the front door. He knew exactly where the front door was, so what was he up to? He pauses at the door. āIf I find out any one of you has laid a hand on her. The contract will be the last thing you need to worry about.ā He struts out, slamming the door behind him. āGet out of my sight!ā My brother snaps at me. Hurrying away, I make my way up the stairs and into my tiny bedroom. It was practically empty, the only things I had were a few changes of clothes. It would take me less than a minute to pack By morning, I hadnāt slept. Alpha Danes questions were on repeat and why was I so interesting to a Wolf like him. There was a reason he had the biggest pack. They were known for their fighting abilities, thatās why my brother wanted to link Moonshine with Alpha Danes pack, but where did I fit in to all this? And what o earth is Blood of Wolfsbane? Three Dane āTenth brideās the charm.ā Jenson mocks as the driver pulls up in front of Moonshines packhouse. āShut up!ā Eric snaps at him āBoth of you shut your mouths. Before you say something you regret!ā āHe will never learn.ā My wolf, Aero muses. The driver pulls open the door. āJust give me a second, I need to speak to my men.ā The door closes and neither one of them speaks. āShe isnāt like the others. Donāt speak to her, donāt look at her. And you Jenson, keep your hands to yourself or you might just lose them this time.ā I was more rattled than usual. Neah was different to the previous selected mates. I didnāt know what it was or whether it was because I was used to confident women, but there was something about her. And Aero appeared to like her too, more than any of the others. I had to have her. āI mean it!ā I snap at Jenson's smug face, āBeing my brother wonāt change my mind!ā He runs his fingers over his lips as though he was zipping them shut. They follow me from the car. Standing in front of the old packhouse, all three of us stare up at it. Because until a month ago, I knew nothing about them and even after my visit, all I had learned was the Alpha is a beast. My knuckles hammer on the door. Itās barely open an inch when I force myself through making his Beta stumble back. I spot her straight away, hiding herself behind a corner. āAre you ready?ā I call out. āIf you just want toā¦..ā Beta Kyle starts. āI was not talking to you. I was speaking to Neah.ā The expression on Beta Kyleās face was a picture. His jaw hung open and his eyes are wide. He clearly had never been told what to do, even by his Alpha. Neah steps out from her hiding spot, clutching a barely full carrier bag. She drags her teeth across her bottom lip and nods her head. āWhere are the rest of your things? I told you everything needs to be packedā āThatās all she has.ā Trey snorts as he makes his appearance. āThatās it?ā I stare at him. āThatās all her belongings? Sheās what, in her early twenties and thatās all she has?ā āWhat more does she need?!ā His Beta sneers. āKill him, let me rip out his throat and he will regret the day he crossed us.ā āWhat are you waiting for?ā I hear a horrible shrill voice that seems to vibrate through the floors. Looking away from the Beta, I see a woman holding on to a statue of herself that sat at the bottom of the stairs. Her blonde hair hung in waves around her face as her green eyes studied me and she sways her hips as she moves to Trey. I noticed Neahās reaction yesterday. When I asked Trey where his mate was. Her whole body had tensed up in fear. She was afraid of this woman and I wanted to know why. āTake her Alpha Dane. Iām sure she will be as useful a slave to you as she is to us.ā Her shrill voice goes straight through me. āLook at the silly girl, sheās going to pass out.ā The blonde bimbo laughs āYou donāt get to talk about her like that anymore.ā I glare at the blonde, āShe is not your toy. She is not your slave and I suggest that you, Alpha Trey keep your wife in check. There is only so much disobedience that I will tolerate.ā āDISOBEDIENCE!ā The woman screeches just as Neahās hip hits the floor. āHow dare you! If anyone is disobedient, itās that rat in the corner.ā āWho the heck is she calling a rat?ā Aero growls āYou should make yourself familiar with our agreement.ā I snap. āIt seems your mate has not told you everything.ā Waving Eric forward, he pulls a thick wad of paper from the folder under his arm. The contract that I have drawn up. āAll that for your help?ā His mateās eyes are wide āI donāt do half-witted contracts.ā Taking the contract from Eric, I shove it against Treyās chest āShall we go to the office?ā Trey leads the way with his mate clinging on to him and his Beta hurrying behind. My men follow them while I stay behind to check on my new mate. āYou are more than welcome to join us, after all, you are involved in this deal. Or my car is outfront, you can take your stuff and wait there for me.ā āAre those my only options?ā she whispers, keeping her eyes low āFor now. Personally, I think you should sit in with us. It will give me great pleasure in pissing off that mate of your brothers.ā She keeps her blue eyes low as she continues to clutch that bag of hers. This close to her, I could really see how ill she looked. Even her heart beat is slow, like itās fighting to hang on to life. āSo what will it be?ā āIā¦.ā Her head rotates between the front door and the direction of the office. āIā¦.. The office I guess.ā āGood choice.ā I hold out a hand for her but she doesnāt take it. Pushing herself up to her feet. She wobbles a little, but steadies herself. Walking a few steps behind her, I see the evil glares she receives from Trey and the other two idiots as she enters the office.. āTake a seat.ā I whisper as I walk past her. My hand grazes her lower back and she immediately tenses up. She stands, frozen to the spot. Only her eyes dart about when she shakes her head. āSit!ā I say it a little louder āShe doesnāt have that privilege here!ā The blonde snaps, with her lips curved up in amusement āSitting is not a privilege.ā I growl, wondering what else they were forcing her to do. I couldnāt see any bruises on her arms or legs, a good sign, I hoped. āIt better be!ā Aero paces in my head. He wanted her out of this place as much as I did. The blonde physically recoils in her seat. Her mouth falls wide open, shocked that I had said something. āAnd I suggest,ā I look at Trey, āYou tell your mate to keep her mouth shut. Or I can shut it for her.ā āAlpha Dane, you are in my homeā¦..ā āAnd you want my help, correct?ā The three of them were fuming. No one liked being told what to do in their own home, yet they were doing just that to Neah. I point to the empty chair between Jenson and Eric and she finally sits down. āLetās just get this done.ā Trey snaps, āThe sooner she is gone, the happier I can be.ā āYou should read the contract.ā I muse āI agreed that you could take her as part of our deal.ā āIdiot!ā Eric murmurs. He knew as well as I did that contracts should be read before they are signed They sign without reading and practically throw the contract back at me. āDone.ā Trey mutters āGood, you can get her out of my house.ā Treyās mate screeches. If I had it my way, I would just take Neah, then I wouldnāt have to put up with the twidles, but this way, they canāt have her back. Even if they begged. A contract was a contract and it was impossible for them to get out of. Getting to my feet, I hold a hand out to Neah, āCome, we are leaving this rat hole before I lose my temper.ā Her warm fingers slip into my hand as she rises to her feet. Her other hand clutches the bag to her chest as she walks with me to the front door. She doesnāt even look back to say goodbye and that confirmed everything I needed to know. She hated them as much as they hated her. She pauses at the open front door, her hand falling from mine. Her blue eyes are wide as she stares at the limo. āCome.ā I instruct Eric and Jenson are standing behind her, watching her curiously. āIs she okay?ā Eric links me. āNeah?ā I step in front of her and she doesnāt move. She seems to be staring right through me. āItās time to go.ā āOkay.ā Her lips barely move She takes a step forward, almost as if she is in slow motion. Her hands grip the door frame, her knuckles turn white as her heartbeat increases. Her lips part a little and her hand falls from the door frame just as her eyes roll to the back of her head. āIāve got you.ā I mutter, catching her just before she hits the floor. Her entire body tenses up as I lift her and carry her to the car. She was so weak and was even lighter than I expected. She probably didnāt weigh much more than a small child. Jenson and Eric get in the car first. Jenson cocks his eyebrow at me and has a smirk plastered to his face as I slide in with Neah on my lap. āKeep your thoughts to yourself, Jenson!ā I hold her close, listening to her breathe and her heart as it slowed. Letting my fingers comb through her dark hair as she becomes a little more with it. Suddenly, she sits up right, moving away from me and trying to make herself as small as possible. Deciding not to force her to do anything, I keep my attention on my Beta and my brother, talking about pack stuff while casting a glance over to her every so often to make sure she was alright. āCome.ā I mutter as the limo comes to a stop. I donāt wait for the driver and get out myself, holding a hand out for her. āIām fine.ā She speaks at last while glancing at the others and shuffles herself forward to the open door. She stares up at my home, gasping a little. It was easily three times the size of her previous home and I hoped that she would be happy here. That I could provide her with a life that was better than her last. āLet me give you a tour.ā I suggest as she continues to clutch that carrier bag to her chest. She follows me in, not speaking a word. I had no idea if she was listening to what I was saying or not āThe omegas swap out on a rotational basis. Good for the youngsters to learn some responsibilities before they get proper jobs.ā I tell her while showing her the dining hall with a table long enough to fit twenty people around. We move through to the kitchen. Where I point out a board on the wall. āIf there is anything you need, you just add it to the board and it will be ordered in.ā Her brow furrows and still she says nothing. Picking up a pen, I smile. Maybe she felt intimidated by me. āSo tell me, what do you need because there is no way you are living under my roof with just the things that are in that bag.ā Her dazzling blue eyes dart around the room āWell?ā I ask. āI donāt need anything.ā She whispers Sighing, I start scribbling things down. Underwear, jeans, workout clothes, dresses, shoes, anything I can think of that will cover her for a few days. Holding the pen between my teeth, I grab her around the waist. My thumbs meet just above her belly button and my fingers touch her spine. She was so thin, how was she even alive? Four Dane She looked like a deer caught in headlights as I write her size down. She was tinier than I thought. Skin and bone. If I had moved my hands up any higher, I would have felt every rib sticking out. It sickened me, she should be strong, powerful, she had Alpha blood running through her veins. I also saw how she scrunched her face up when I measured her. It wasnāt fear, it was pain. She was hiding something underneath the baggy maids dress. āI know you want to say something, so just say it. Iām not interested in the crap Trey drummed into you. You donāt have to wait until someone asks you a question. You are free to say what you want. Are you injured?" "No." She was lying, I could feel it. She shakes her head as if it would confirm her answer and a lock of her black hair falls from the band that was supposed to be holding it back. Neah was going to be a tough girl to crack. A life of being starved had made her quite protective over herself. I will make Trey pay for what he has done to her. āYou have to say something, Neah. I cannot read your mind. When I mark you, at least I will know what you are feeling.ā āMark me?ā I didnāt think her eyes could get any wider. āYes, I will mark you.ā She was completely and utterly shocked by the idea. Her pink lips part a little as she continues to stare at me. I thought she knew. I thought that was why she came so willingly. My Beta had kept asking me if I was certain I wanted her as my bride. There was no doubt about it, she had a strange scent but something was luring me to her. I couldnāt take my eyes off of her when I first saw her. My Wolf Aero was going mad for her too. Though he hadnāt said a word about her. Annoyed with me for not taking her home with us yesterday. āYouā¦.You brought me so that you could mark me.ā She takes a step back, walking into the kitchen island. She winces a little and quickly covers up her pain, relaxing her face.. āIf Trey had bothered reading the contract, he would have discovered that you are to be my bride, not a slave. He would also have read that if he or his ridiculously silly mate tried doing anything to you going forward, that pack would become mine, or rather, yours. I never bought you, Neah, you were always destined to be mine.ā āIām a murderer.ā She gasps. āWhy would someone like you want me for a bride?ā āBloodā Aero growls interrupting my thoughts. I glance down at her baggy dress. A blood stain had appeared right where I had my hands wrapped around her. āWhatās that? Are you injured?ā I demand, I had barely touched her. She covers the stain with her hand. āItās nothing. Itās just a cut that I keep knocking and it opens up again. I forget itās there.ā Forget? How could she forget a wound? āWhy isnāt she healing?ā I feel Aeroās panic. āSheās been with us less than two hours and already she has some form of injury.ā His need to protect her was strong. It hadnāt occurred to me that her lack of abilities included not being able to heal. I would have to find someone who could reverse the binding and soon. āShow me!ā āItās fine.ā She mumbles I was already so sick of hearing that phrase. āItās not optional.ā I mutter. āIf you wonāt show me, I will have to find a way to look, myself.ā Her heart skips a beat. She looks around the kitchen. āCan.... can we go somewhere more private?ā āPrivate?ā I didnāt really do privacy. What Wolf did?! She bobs her head but still keeps her focus slightly off of me. Almost afraid to look me directly in the eyes. āOffice,ā Aero mutters. āI was just going to suggest that!ā I snap back at my Wolf. I feel his eyes roll as he retreats to some dark corner of my mind. āThis way.ā I gesture to the door. Neah waits for me and follows closely behind. The scent of blood steadily grew stronger, it was more than just a cut. I already knew that. In the office, I hit the remote and the blinds start to drop, blocking out the sunlight. Neah hesitates and slowly begins to unfasten the buttons of the dress but only where the large blood stain was. Keeping everything else covered from me. She pulls the dress to one side. The wound was about four inches long and already fairly infected. āSee, itās fine.ā she whispers. āYou need to stop saying that.ā She closes her mouth and starts to fasten the buttons. āNo,ā I grabbed her hands, I had caught sight of another bruise. āLet me see the rest of them.ā It wasnāt optional. She gasps as my fingers rip apart the rest of the buttons. Her sports bra had seen better days, just the same as her underwear. But it was the bruising I was most concerned about. Bruise upon bruise, scars that had come from whips. Her hip bones and ribs stuck out too. Turning her around, and pulling the dress from her, I find that her back is just the same. Yet interestingly, there was nothing above her chest and nothing below her thighs. Her arms were completely bare of wounds too. There was only one reason why someone would do that. To either hide what they were doing to someone, or to keep up appearances. They didnāt want guests to see. More importantly, they didnāt want me to see, considering the meeting was arranged over a month ago. She fumbles with the dress, pulling it tightly around her thin frame. āYou need to see a doctor.ā āItās ā¦..ā she trails off when she sees the anger on my face. āIt always heals, eventually.ā āDid Trey do this?ā I mutter with my teeth gritted and gesture to her body She lowers her blue eyes. āCassandra?ā She still doesnāt answer me. āThat prick that follows Trey around? All three of them?ā She pulls her dress tighter around her and silently nods. She brings her hand up to her face, brushing her cheek, wiping away an escaped tear. āAnyone else?ā āThe pack.ā She whispers. āIām going to kill them all.ā Aero growls. He will have to get in line, āBecause of what you allegedly did to your parents.ā She nods. āI donāt believe you were responsible.ā She tilts her head up towards me, her brow knits together as her eyes finally find mine. āBecause of Blood of Wolfsbane?" Five Neah āIā¦I donāt know what Blood of Wolfsbane is?ā I whisper He frowns at me. āYour brother said you knew the difference between plants.ā āIā¦ā I didnāt have an answer. I couldnāt remember, not fully. āBlood of Wolfsbane is Wolfsbane fed by our blood. The leaves will have a red hue to them. I canāt imagine a child would know what it is because it is not freely grown. Your brotherās story doesnāt add up.ā āOh.ā āI wonāt stop until I find out who did this, Neah.ā His crimson eyes narrow. āI will make them pay for the suffering you have endured.ā He sits on the edge of his desk, studying me. āRight now, you do need to see someone about the infection.ā I kept my mouth closed, I was still trying to process his news of me being set up. Why had my brother never considered it? āCome, I will show you our bedroom. You can shower before we see the pack doctor.ā Frozen to the spot, I donāt move. Did he just say āour bedroom,ā? As in, we are sharing a bedroom? I guess he thinks he can mke love with me whenever he wants if Iām his contract bride. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought. Glancing up, I see him watching me. He is stood at the open door, waiting for me. Ensuring my dress has me covered, I step out into the hallway. No one was around and the hallways were quiet. As we moved, Alpha Dane would tell me what each room was, but he seemed more focussed on getting me to the bedroom. His bedroom is huge, with massive windows, just like the rest of the house. The bed sat pressed up against the wall. All around it, thin drapes hung from the ceiling, but they were tied back at each bed post. What surprised me the most was that the bath and the shower were in the same room. Only the toilet was in a small room to the side of the shower. No privacy, whatsoever. Though, he didnāt seem to care about that. He makes me jump when I feel his warm breath on my skin. āYou donāt need to be afraid.ā I may not be able to smell him, but he would be able to scent the changes in my emotions. Crossing the room, he pulls open the glass door to the shower and turns it on. The moment he closes the door, the steam of the shower quickly fogs up the glass. And still, I find myself afraid. He gave me no clue as to what he was expecting from me. āHey,ā His rough fingers tip my face up. āItās just you and me and for now, I will let you shower in peace.ā Walking away, he pulls his phone out of his pocket and messes around with it before placing it on the bedside table. āThe alarm is set for ten minutes. I will come back then. I will bring you something to wear so just stay in the towel. Understand?ā He stares at me, waiting for an answer and I just nod. A ten minute shower. I was lucky if I got a minute shower back home and the water was always cold. He moves to the door and with his hand resting on the door knob he looks back over his shoulder at me. āI really wish you would talk more, Neah.ā Alpha Dane leaves me in peace and I make a mad dash for the shower as if Iām in some kind of fantasy land and this was all a dream. Maybe it was, maybe I was about to wake up in the basement of my home. The smells of the soaps and shampoos are divine as I lather them into myself. And my hair has never felt so clean. The wound on my stomach stung as the hot water hit it, but I didnāt care, it was worth it. Someone in the room clears their throat and I freeze. Thanking the steam for keeping me semi hidden. āNeah, are you done? The alarm went off five minutes ago.ā Alpha Daneās voice seems louder in here. I had been so caught up in the freedom of a simple shower that I hadnāt even heard the alarm or the Alpha come back into the room. āComing.ā I mutter, turning off the water and pulling a towel around me to hide the hideousness underneath. Stepping out, I already see that my ripped dress, underwear and worn sandals had been removed from the floor. Alpha Dane sits on the end of the bed with what looked like folded clothes on his lap and a pair of trainers. āItās not much, as we donāt have anyone with as small a waist as you.ā He smiles as he hands over the clothes. A matching navy blue sweatshirt and joggers. āYou will have to make do without the underwear for now. Should be here first thing tomorrow.ā He watches me with a cocked eyebrow as I pull the joggers on and tug the sweatshirt over my head before removing the towel. Maybe he was used to the women parading themselves in front of him, or throwing themselves at him because he has power, but I wasnāt like that. āLetās go.ā He rises to his feet and this time, I follow him. Something told me that if I didnāt get this wound looked at, it would put him in a bad mood. The pack doctor was young, unlike the one back home who was old and afraid to let anyone take over from him. She smiles at us as we enter the pack hospital and rewraps her dark hair into a bun. āRaven, this is Neah.ā Alpha Dane introduces me with a grin. I keep my eyes low as I hear Raven say, āAlpha Dane, what seems to be the problem apart from the strange smell she has brought with her.ā It didnāt sound like a hurtful comment like I was used to, but more a comment of curiosity. āShe will tell you herself when she finds her tongue.ā āI have a wound.ā I whisper. āAnd you are not healing?ā Raven asks, confused āI donāt have my Wolf.ā I hated saying it. It was just a constant reminder that I did not fit in. āHer Wolf was bound when she was a kid.ā Alpha Dane tells her. āThatās why her scent is strange. Her Wolf is there, locked away, waiting to be freed.ā My eyes flicker up only to find him staring straight back at me. I had always believed that my Wolf was gone. Not that she was trapped. Ravenās dark eyes hover on me. āWow, okay.ā She grabs my hand. āThis way, letās take a look at this wound of yours.ā She leads me into an empty room and asks me to lay on the bed and to show her my wound. Pulling up the sweatshirt, just enough for her to see the wound. Her eyes widen, a flicker of rage passing over them as she takes in the infected wound and the bruising that surrounds it. Her fingers carefully press around the wound. āHow long ago?ā āA few days.ā I mutter, though I wasnāt sure. Every beating blurred into another one. Any day that I wasnāt hit was a good day. Raven shakes her head. āThis is longer than a few days ago, the infection has had at least a week to develop.ā āNeah, you need to tell us the truth.ā Alpha Dane orders āI donāt know.ā āNEAH!ā His deep voice rumbles through me and I close my eyes, fearing his anger. Anger brought punishment, punishment brought pain. āI swear, I donāt know. The beatings, they happen so often that they just kind ofā¦. Iām never not bruised.ā Thereās silence and I was too afraid to open my eyes. Alpha Trey had said it over and over, that if anyone found out, he would make my life a misery, more than it already was. I used to wonder who would ever find out that didnāt already know. Now here I was, sitting in another packās hospital, revealing the truth. āHeal her!ā Alpha Dane shouts after what seems like forever. He storms from the room, pulling a phone out of his pocket. āYou will have to forgive my brother. His temper is short, especially when it comes to things like this.ā Raven mutters as she gently inspects my wound āYour brother?ā I whisper, opening my eyes āAh, I see he informed you. Iām guessing he didnāt tell you that Jenson is our brother too?ā I shake my head, Iām guessing Jenson was one of the men that came to my brother's house. She chuckles. āJenson is considered to be our brotherās Gamma.ā āGamma?ā I had never heard of the term. āYep and Alpha Dane has a love/hate for me working here. He wants me to represent our family, but he knows this is what Iām good at.ā She grabs a pot of cream from the cupboard. āNow this needs to be applied three times a day. It should clear up the infection, if it hasnāt changed in a couple of days, I will take another look. My brother is waiting for you out front.ā āThanks.ā I mumble, taking the pot of cream from her. I looked at the label, but couldnāt read it. I had never learned to read. She bobs her head at me as I hurry out to find Alpha Dane on his phone, snapping at someone. He hangs up as soon as he sees me and asks what Raven said. āCream, three times a day.ā I show him the pot and he takes it from me. āGood, come.ā He strides off and I have to run to keep up with him. I follow him through the house and into the office. āShow me.ā He orders, pulling the lid off the pot. It wasnāt going to be negotiable, not when he had used the same tone moments before he ripped my dress open earlier. Slowly lifting my sweatshirt, he crouches down in front of me and gently smothers the wound in the cold cream. āI donāt want you to lie to me, Neah. Not ever. If you canāt remember, that is what you need to tell me. Is that clear? I donāt want to have to guess what you mean.ā āOkay.ā I couldnāt say anything else, I was too focussed on the warmth of his hands. One presses against my lower back, holding me steady while the other gently rubs cream into my wound. The only touch I had received from another man was a beating. āStop holding your breath.ā He tells me, getting to his feet. āI am not going to hurt you.ā It seemed impossible to believe given my history. 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Yes | 2024-11-05 09:00 | active | 1706 | 0 | š„š„Grumpy Bad Boy Santa includes NEW Sequel Story | Heās a hot, grumpy mall Santa. Heās also the man I love and wrongly convicted. Some loves never get a second chance...unless you're both on the naughty list. It was my job as assistant district attorney to help prosecute the man I loved. He said he didnāt do it. The evidence said he did. I thought I was doing the right thing. But two years after his release, I found out I made a terrible mistake. Nick Kellyās innocent, and I'm the one who has to tell him. He's back in town, working as a mall Santa. And he's not happy to see me. One look at Nickās glaring hazel eyes, rugged good looks, and broad-shouldered, perfectly muscled body and I realize everything my heart and body have always wanted is in front of me. Between us stands his bitterness, and my district attorney career ambition. But I'm determined to make things right. Even if it means spending the holiday with my only love- the one man I've hurt the most. Itās gonna take a Christmas miracle to help us forgive and find the love we were always meant to have. Included ALL NEW in 2024: Sequel story, Naughty Daddy Santa! Itās 111 pages of BRAND NEW story to kick off your holiday reading! Get your copy here: https://www.amazon.com//dp/B0CL49VNFL | LEARN_MORE | https://www.amazon.com/Grumpy-Bad-Boy-Santa-Proxim | Aria McDow - Romance Author | https://www.facebook.com/Aria.McDow/ | 127 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CL49VNFL | VIDEO | https://www.amazon.com/Grumpy-Bad-Boy-Santa-Proximity-ebook/dp/B0CL49VNFL | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465665771_2044556132643743_2809474394674860422_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ydvsN-uQXsUQ7kNvgGB4nSn&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzrfezWaCGuwS7-bYopcUHu&oh=00_AYBZ7JEx_p68PmoTY4vTLJaeBdoYKiG_xeQmKDWb2mf_eA&oe=6730075C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Aria McDow - Romance Author | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Meet the characters! | BOOK_TRAVEL | https://tickets.benningtontheater.org/event/rumple | Bennington Theater | https://www.facebook.com/oldcastletheatreco/ | 2,922 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Book Now | 0 | tickets.benningtontheater.org | CAROUSEL | https://tickets.benningtontheater.org/event/rumplestiltskin-qmce7y | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465548321_4148512902051128_6747977256877504373_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=y_OHLiDW7DkQ7kNvgEIc2H4&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ad721csL5Nojc_7q5a8cVTT&oh=00_AYAKb1v95U3QHS_kOztF4fLH63iT1NuMMiQ7OxMahvRoaw&oe=6730123D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Bennington Theater | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Wine Tasting Giveaway | Win an exclusive wine tasting for four! š Enjoy an evening with your friends and savor the sophisticated & warm ambiance. Enter today! š„ | SIGN_UP | http://www.sospirowinebar.com/ | Sospiro Coral Gables | https://www.facebook.com/sospironaturalwinebar/ | 213 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sign up | 0 | sospirowinebar.com | IMAGE | Taste exquisite wines | http://www.sospirowinebar.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/460315046_502693989406942_7154215606662001834_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kxYTzbmc7ygQ7kNvgE_3i3w&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgUk9YFGqGI6sGrdZEk_ngK&oh=00_AYAXTLQ_HqZp9MYul3LMD3EAp-a8kUj_HNmBXfQFjkooOw&oe=672FF467 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sospiro Coral Gables | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Take 1 tablet at 9pm Day 7 Your pants will no longer fit! | ~Winter is coming and it's time to get ready! As seen on the Shark Tank show, 195 lbs down to 135 lbs No rigorous training required. It worked so well that I had to stop at week 4 because it was so effective! Best gift for myself and my family! | LEARN_MORE | https://www.hallvipketo.com/htrdsg | Diana lookers | https://www.facebook.com/100082421238634/ | 1,065 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | hallvipketo.com | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://www.hallvipketo.com/htrdsg | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465583205_8915935951761871_8231359774560955629_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dQBueLf-tQwQ7kNvgHVO-nW&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AuwYADeoh_kbTUyi-Xfex9N&oh=00_AYCT_c98Xvms9kthSJZ81LpvAq-hpWeJa9BEo44X6O62zQ&oe=67301FE9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Diana lookers | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-11-05 09:21 | active | 1707 | 0 | Download Nowššš | Let Myself Free ONLY on Drama Time.š¬ Don't miss out! Watch the series you've been wanting to see. No regrets, just pure entertainment! #Must SeeTV #No Regrets #Watch Now | WATCH_MORE | https://fblp.drama-time.com/DT-irKKyU-0912-EN-5790 | Romantic Love | https://www.facebook.com/61557838064349/ | 343 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Watch More | 0 | fblp.drama-time.com | DCO | https://fblp.drama-time.com/DT-irKKyU-0912-EN-579014.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=1749262542004264962 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/459336222_3936871156638496_6284661104625823479_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AA7PnPbJ2usQ7kNvgFcEwtD&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AsPqnY5NaWHsnAMzZxF6_B4&oh=00_AYASrlUsYzr1f7-Q7nZnvsXTsBpC5tkW8cllyS9uNuKJmg&oe=67301D2B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Romantic Love | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Saving Her (The Healing Series Book 9) | Featuring: ^^Single Dad ^^Age Gap ^^Forced Proximity ^^Small Town ^^He Falls First Blurb She thinks she's not worth saving. He'll prove her wrong. Brian Jones's workaholic ways cost him his first marriage and is slowly driving a wedge between him and his teenage son. But he wants the chief of staff job at the hospital and is showing no signs of slowing down. When Jane Sinclaire, a woman confined to a wheelchair, ends up in his hospital after another horrific event in her life, he's immediately drawn to the beautiful young woman with haunted eyes. He can tell she's hiding something, even as they grow closer. She's been through hell and needs someone in her corner, and for the first time in his life, he wants something more than his job. He'll show her she's worth fighting for, even if she doesn't believe she is. This story depicts a heroine with a history of depression who is suicidal and self-harms. Please be advised. Available in KU, ebook, and paperback. https://mybook.to/SavingHer | SHOP_NOW | https://mybook.to/SavingHer | Kelly Seibold - Author | https://www.facebook.com/KellySeiboldAuthor/ | 506 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | amazon.com | IMAGE | Saving Her (The Healing Series Book 9) | https://mybook.to/SavingHer | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465278994_1273327653700518_7791497769329278001_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YQ_cR4RiMBIQ7kNvgFSqi_F&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A3cCY2t8wIMmxmapiSdwmVL&oh=00_AYCz1FAMCTtYb_qxlJ3AU528VHsYhj19MGOVu7HvUvojUw&oe=673003B0 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Seibold - Author | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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2 Year Anniversary Celebration & Sale! | Come celebrate our two year anniversary with a mega sale, giveaway bags to the first 50 people in line, draw your discount ALL DAY LONG! (Choose a random card to draw the discount for your entire purchase) Judy Blues - 40% OFF Open early 9 AM - 6PM Come enjoy donuts in us while they last! | EVENT_RSVP | https://www.facebook.com/events/1202323707536769/ | Dani Kai Boutique | https://www.facebook.com/DaniKaiBoutique/ | 5,884 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | INTERESTED | 0 | 2 Year Anniversary Celebration & Sale! | EVENT | Come celebrate our two year anniversary with a mega sale, giveaway bags to the first 50 people in line, draw your discount ALL DAY LONG! (Choose a random card to draw the discount for your entire purchase) Judy Blues - 40% OFF Open early 9 AM - 6PM Come enjoy donuts in us while they last! | https://www.facebook.com/events/1202323707536769/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465870569_526801260238328_1048886408849477842_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kAB1ZcEd828Q7kNvgHsW8Al&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A8n0Dtw8wO9gVn4WJYi6D-9&oh=00_AYBC1wYnefadNLPDcCDuU_KHn7peZRw-TUBn1Z2gxQBhYg&oe=672FFF6D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Dani Kai Boutique | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Weāre celebrating reaching 25,000 followers by giving back to YOU! Thank you for being a part of our journey, sharing in our passion for homesteading, and supporting our Roots & Harvest Community! We'll be giving away our Jam and Jelly Maker, a Jam and Jelly Recipe Book, our Jelly Jar SafeCrate and a Roots & Harvest tumbler to one lucky winner! Our giveaway will close on November 11th at noon EST. You should enter to win by doing ALL of the following things: Following Roots & Harvest (if you're not already following usš) Following: @eryn_whalen_online, @bethdeclercq, @my.whole.homestead, and @lostoaksheepfarm Liking Our Post Commenting and Tagging Three Friends #rh #rootsandharvest #giveaway #jellyandjamgiveaway #rhgiveaway #canning #safecrates #rhcommunity #preserving #canningseason #rootsandharvestcommunity | NO_BUTTON | Roots & Harvest | https://www.facebook.com/rootsandharvest/ | 7,710 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | No button | 0 | IMAGE | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465778823_1194874554920676_2462037592675286285_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=b-xNYhQqUkcQ7kNvgGkgQU6&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AiP7L6vUw5FJ-jcVI6_yEhJ&oh=00_AYDuqvbd589VxcoJJNgAsoEnxscJINM23iWoMAZpcbchVA&oe=67300056 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Roots & Harvest | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-11-05 09:00 | active | 1706 | 0 | Want to gain your confidence back and lose weight? | We will help you hit your weight loss goals so you can gain your confidence back and feel comfortable in your own skin using our EmpowerHER Lifestyle Method, and if it doesnāt work ā YOU DONāT PAY! Keep reading below and Iāll tell you: #1 - How this works #2 - Our extensive track record PROVING this works. /// How It Works /// We use our EmpowerHER Lifestyle Method, designed to help you achieve your weight loss goals in a sustainable way. Hereās exactly what we guarantee: - A custom nutrition plan so you can lose weight while still enjoying the foods you love. Youāll drop 20 pounds fast, so you feel more attractive and regain your confidence. - A personalized workout plan specific to your lifestyle and goals, requiring only 2-3 workouts a week, whether at home or in the gym. -Ongoing support to help you keep the weight off by addressing emotional eating, stress eating, and breaking the cycle of self-sabotage. And the best part? If you donāt hit your weight loss goals and feel comfortable in your own skin ā YOU DONāT PAY. Now, how can we make such a bold promise-driven offer like this? Itās simple ā look at our track record: /// Track Record /// - Lori lost 30 pounds in 4 months, despite dealing with social pressure to eat and drink while out. - Angie shed 20 pounds in 4 months after overcoming sugar cravings and failed past attempts. - Christy dropped two dress sizes in 4 months, balancing a hectic schedule and finding new energy. - Joyce lost 15 pounds in 4 months, even though she thought menopause would make it impossible. - Elena lost 19 inches of body fat in 4 months and overcame emotional eating despite incredible personal loss. If this sounds interesting and you want more info on how this all works⦠Click this ad and schedule a call on the next page. Weāll break everything down for you on the call. As I mentioned before ā if this doesnāt work for you ā YOU DONāT PAY. Sound good? Then click this ad, go to the next page, and schedule a call. - Whitney | LEARN_MORE | https://info.mywholeandhappylife.com/vsl | Wellness & Weight Loss | https://www.facebook.com/mywholeandhappylife/ | 791 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | info.mywholeandhappylife.com | VIDEO | Want to gain your confidence back and lose weight? | https://info.mywholeandhappylife.com/vsl | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465645942_1478314756192512_3438389417418131848_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=I2heq2aFtn8Q7kNvgEqY5VN&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzrfezWaCGuwS7-bYopcUHu&oh=00_AYBGAWRAa1hbaoknhkBg7nLdnkvK9KCohuSnvP8eza_vKQ&oe=672FFCB4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Wellness & Weight Loss | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete |
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