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SALE PENDING! On our listing at 2616 Orsay Way, El Dorado Hills, CA 95762 . If you are thinking about making a move, we would be honored to represent and guide you throughout your real estate journey! . If your friends and family are in need of real estate services, please keep us in mind. We are never too busy for your referrals and always happy to help. Kelly & Robert Doucet Call/Text: 408.605.0129 MyEDHHome.com RobertandKelly@MyEDHHome.com DRE# 01196389 | #01185577 #EDHRealEstate #EDHRealtor #SacramentoRealtor #Realtor | INSTAGRAM_MESSAGE | https://www.instagram.com/ | My El Dorado Hills Home | https://www.facebook.com/myEDHhome/ | 609 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | IMAGE | https://www.instagram.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463062503_1549510619267050_4358458986902491581_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-uAN-Lv4IIUQ7kNvgHL3BzA&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AObUrOloXmV5mxomHgcZk8A&oh=00_AYClODiX3x0XtLr5r3Xj43pAAUXR8Yf6ZAEnSosU2KJtKg&oe=6713A2B6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | My El Dorado Hills Home | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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View List of Open Houses | House Hunting? See a list of the upcoming Open Houses in our area Click Learn More Below! Kelly & Robert Doucet Call/Text: 408.605.0129 MyEDHHome.com RobertandKelly@MyEDHHome.com DRE# 01196389 | #01185577 #openhouse #househunting #EDHRealEstate #EDHRealtor #SacramentoRealtor #Realtor #MyEDHHome #MyElDoradoHillsHome #DoucetTeam #Iloveeldoradohills #ElDoradoHillsRealEstate #ElDoradoHillsHomes #RealtorLife #sellinghouses #househunting #RealEstateAgents | LEARN_MORE | https://myedhhome.com/open-houses/ | My El Dorado Hills Home | https://www.facebook.com/myEDHhome/ | 609 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | myedhhome.com/open-houses/ | IMAGE | https://myedhhome.com/open-houses/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/454007254_865520005084033_6530622553079228419_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=d5KMoX085NkQ7kNvgHLAyIl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AF3O768-aSPFFEnIHVm71Cs&oh=00_AYAvAo77si-K4RN7fgySgXQJLWPlZ7R2DylmEx_uqXkOHg&oe=67139810 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | My El Dorado Hills Home | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-10-14 21:03 | active | 1628 | 0 | Buyer Strategy | FUN FACT: You don’t need to have everything figured out or a specific timeline in place to begin working with a real estate agent. . In today’s fast-paced market, being prepared and having a plan is essential. That’s where a buyer strategy meeting — aka a buyer consultation — comes in. This isn’t just a quick chat but rather a critical first step to success in finding the right home and working with the right agent. It’s a deep dive into your goals, budget, and what you’re really looking for in a home. We’ll talk strategy, navigate the current market conditions, and make sure you’re fully prepared to make confident, informed decisions. . Watch this video to learn more about how a consultation works and why it's SO important! . Whether you are just starting to think about moving or are ready to actively begin house hunting — we’d love to grab coffee and discuss how we can help you with your real estate needs! We'd love to walk you through the process to ensure your home buying experience is a great one. Kelly & Robert Doucet Call/Text: 408.605.0129 MyEDHHome.com RobertandKelly@MyEDHHome.com DRE# 01196389 | #01185577 #EDHRealEstate #EDHRealtor #SacramentoRealtor #Realtor #MyEDHHome #MyElDoradoHillsHome #DoucetTeam #Iloveeldoradohills #ElDoradoHillsRealEstate #ElDoradoHillsHomes #RealtorLife #sellinghouses #househunting #RealEstateAgents | CONTACT_US | https://myedhhome.com/ | My El Dorado Hills Home | https://www.facebook.com/myEDHhome/ | 609 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact us | 0 | myedhhome.com | VIDEO | https://myedhhome.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461515838_1074271871010249_2210971722931557257_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iER05cKxUcEQ7kNvgErXOzB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AF3O768-aSPFFEnIHVm71Cs&oh=00_AYBRTXSzAfGTwVuFoMfKlELEMPeeadDEIPpmrjYf8u_feg&oe=6713B0D4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | My El Dorado Hills Home | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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630 S 93rd Pl | Just Listed in Mesa. 🏡 Click below for instant access to all photos, details and more. 🎯 Welcome to your new pristine mobile home situated on your OWN land with NO HOA! Financing is Available. Furniture Included. This well maintained home .... ❤ | LEARN_MORE | Kelly Oxford, Professional Realtor | https://www.facebook.com/oxfordarizonahomes/ | 394 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | IMAGE | Get the Current Price, Photos, Details & More Now! | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463368935_538664095416989_2382863247101365115_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=H932gdcNHngQ7kNvgEWtwAh&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AF3O768-aSPFFEnIHVm71Cs&oh=00_AYD9FBsav_dSxPhQHozBQwJhmrbYbeIoGXLEmXbTt4l9vg&oe=67139467 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Oxford, Professional Realtor | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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This island, made from locally sourced walnut from the Appalachian mountains, really puts this kitchen on another level. Tell us what you think! #Designer : @amandabockdesign #GeneralContractor: @steelstandard #cabinets : @cardennelle Cabinetry LLC #Photography: Erin Kelly #Styling: Katherine Harrell | INSTAGRAM_MESSAGE | http://instagram.com/cardennelle | cardennelle | https://www.instagram.com/_u/cardennelle | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | Opens Instagram | IMAGE | http://instagram.com/cardennelle | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/435469517_1221257075950243_3240420713356659271_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=7fff4e&_nc_ohc=mzce8jnvtKAQ7kNvgH5ekCG&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYCjNEwN1QiVx5LDMJhA4CtGAGZv4pnoapH-HaSmpB0UDQ&oe=6713B75E | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 0 | cardennelle | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Info Lighting | Illuminated by Design Since 1989 | SHOP_NOW | https://infolighting.com/collections/rechargeable- | INFO Lighting | https://www.facebook.com/infolightingLA/ | 582 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | infolighting.com | CAROUSEL | https://infolighting.com/collections/rechargeable-lighting | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463335390_8971998516184662_3208931171744324062_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DcoTALx5J1EQ7kNvgGWqJlE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AF3O768-aSPFFEnIHVm71Cs&oh=00_AYBjau3IJBZgovFb4JK_JjcHHvif0F32vD9UtcAEm8pohA&oe=67138724 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | INFO Lighting | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Fit & Strong in 30s In Just 8 Weeks! | 🎯We are looking for Marlborough ladies to experience our brand new 8-Week Fit Over 30 Program 💪 Our program is designed to change your life. And we don't care what shape you are in! We just need you to try our program at your own pace. Let our coaches help you while having fun! 👏 👉 This is not a "magic pill" or "gimmick" Reserve your spot by tapping the ‘Learn More’ button below! WE ARE LOOKING FOR... ✔️Women who are ready to change their lives with the help of our coaches ✔️Women who do not have to be in good shape to start ✔️Women who want PERSONALIZED nutrition that they can enjoy ✔️Women who want to drop inches, tone, feel better, & keep their immune system safe ✔️Women who want to enjoy personalized attention ✔️Women who want to to participate in a dynamic workouts combining cardio, strength, and flexibility ✔️Women who want to feel better all day long with more energy than you've had in a long time ✔️Women who want to join an AMAZING and SUPPORTIVE community to thrive in 💎 No Catches or Gimmicks! 💎 👉 We will give you all the tools you'll need to successfully meet your goals ✔️ Reserve your spot NOW by clicking the ‘Learn More' button 🔥 HURRY - SPOTS ARE GOING QUICKLY 🔥 | APPLY_NOW | http://fb.me/ | SPENGA | https://www.facebook.com/spengamarlborough/ | 1,487 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Apply Now | 0 | fb.me | DCO | http://fb.me/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461161955_1556691661644618_7852177790486001000_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YpHXvtIKKvsQ7kNvgGvVzR0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A3jSAC8iGeWgSeJgn3do1lE&oh=00_AYBZTa5XjobJjIUJC0lNFQLzwE8Ey4xOSek4jDCR_Yz54A&oe=6713A029 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | SPENGA | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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✨Beautifully Remodeled Home! | For more information, click “Learn More” 👉 | LEARN_MORE | https://kelly.viewarizonahomesforsale.com/homedeta | Cook & Associates Scottsdale AZ Homes For Sale | https://www.facebook.com/CookAndAssociatesAZ/ | 3,078 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | kelly.viewarizonahomesforsale.com | CAROUSEL | For more information, click “Learn More” 👉 | https://kelly.viewarizonahomesforsale.com/homedetails/az/scottsdale/azregional-20241001212029597544000000/8507-e-belgian-trl-scottsdale-az-85258?t=1728653364768&shareProperty=TU1CMDI3QTg1OERFMUE0OTc4ODNBMUJGRkM3RkIwNEQ1NnxhenJlZ2lvbmFsLTIwMjQxMDAxMjEyMDI5NTk3NTQ0MDAwMDAw&AgentMDID=MMB027A858DE1A497883A1BFFC7FB04D56&utm_source=cinc&utm_medium=property-details&utm_campaign=share-property-crm&utm_content=view-property-no-registration&src=SNFacebook | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462937038_880329207141433_6810588130119070300_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=m6v1Da5gmjcQ7kNvgEqrbuS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AObUrOloXmV5mxomHgcZk8A&oh=00_AYCHUf-1Ahlf-RGdXxcvtUZApouCgtTKrP6hWhHRE9I8SQ&oe=6713A174 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Cook & Associates Scottsdale AZ Homes For Sale | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Fit & Strong in 30s In Just 8 Weeks! | 🎯We are looking for Marlborough ladies to experience our brand new 8-Week Fit Over 30 Program 💪 Our program is designed to change your life. And we don't care what shape you are in! We just need you to try our program at your own pace. Let our coaches help you while having fun! 👏 👉 This is not a "magic pill" or "gimmick" Reserve your spot by tapping the ‘Learn More’ button below! WE ARE LOOKING FOR... ✔️Women who are ready to change their lives with the help of our coaches ✔️Women who do not have to be in good shape to start ✔️Women who want PERSONALIZED nutrition that they can enjoy ✔️Women who want to drop inches, tone, feel better, & keep their immune system safe ✔️Women who want to enjoy personalized attention ✔️Women who want to to participate in a dynamic workouts combining cardio, strength, and flexibility ✔️Women who want to feel better all day long with more energy than you've had in a long time ✔️Women who want to join an AMAZING and SUPPORTIVE community to thrive in 💎 No Catches or Gimmicks! 💎 👉 We will give you all the tools you'll need to successfully meet your goals ✔️ Reserve your spot NOW by clicking the ‘Learn More' button 🔥 HURRY - SPOTS ARE GOING QUICKLY 🔥 | APPLY_NOW | http://fb.me/ | SPENGA | https://www.facebook.com/spengamarlborough/ | 1,487 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Apply Now | 0 | fb.me | DCO | http://fb.me/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461161955_1556691661644618_7852177790486001000_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YpHXvtIKKvsQ7kNvgGvVzR0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A3jSAC8iGeWgSeJgn3do1lE&oh=00_AYBZTa5XjobJjIUJC0lNFQLzwE8Ey4xOSek4jDCR_Yz54A&oe=6713A029 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | SPENGA | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Continue reading"Their Powerful Hybrid Mate",Let's observe whether the domineering president will have any... | “Where do you think you are running, our little mate?” said Noah in a hushed voice. “Don’t come closer…or I-I will scream…” I can’t believe I am mating with the Alpha triplets. “Babe, were you dancing with another male?” Zack then pulled me closer to him while grabbing me by my waist. “Jeff… is my partner to the prom. I…” ‘Oh. Fvck me, plsss…mates.’ A voice inside suddengly cut me off and let out a heavy sigh. WHAT? “That’s it. We’re claiming you right now.” Noah said in a low voice while Owen was sliding his fingers on my bareback, and Zack already slipped into my skirt, brushing his knuckles against my softness. I gasped at the feeling. “I can’t be your mate. I’m not even a wolf!” I bit back my m0an and cried. Then I heard the voice again, ‘Fvck me, I am so wet. Just let them cvm inside of me.’ Who the heII is this? “We don’t care even if you’re hybrid, princess. We’re marking you.” “Take her to our room. We are going to have a really romantic night tonight. ” After that, Noah pushed me to one of his brothers, but before I could resist, Owen lifted me up… "Fine." I spat. "Be sure to pack your lunch and bring several number two pencils. You will not be permitted to leave the testing room until you are completely finished with all the testing." "I look forward to it." I said, standing to leave. "That's not all, Miss Fuller. We must also discuss the matter of detention. Every missed class has earned you an hour of detention." "How many?" I practically growled, my own alpha genes surging through my veins, threatening to level this place for their pure stupidity. "Too many for us to subject our staff to sit through with you after school. We have decided that weekend community service will be better suited for you. Four eight-hour days and we will call it even." Two full weekends. Fine. Fine. "Anything else?" I dared her. "That will be all, for now." I stormed out of the office, my grandmother hot on my heels. I could hear my grandfather grilling the teachers and principal asking them why he is just learning about this now and not sooner. I didn't stick around to hear the rest. I shoved the glass doors open to reveal my sweet freedom. I felt like I was going to explode, my hands shaking in rage. "You have some explaining to do, young lady-" "Save it, you're not my mom." I hissed and broke into a sprint, heading straight for the forest. I knew the blow landed when I didn't hear her following after me. I wasn't a fast runner by any means, especially without my wolf yet, but she didn't pursue me. I didn't know where I was going, not until I came across a cemetery and, despite my better judgment, decided to camp out there for an hour while I calmed down. What. Not a single teacher ever asked me if I was okay. They just collectively let it build up to this breaking point. I didn't even realize that I had slept through that many classes. It averaged more than one a day. I knew my sleep got worse after the battle I helped my twin brothers with, but more than one class a day? Maybe Sarah was right. Maybe I should see the pack doctor and start taking something stronger. Only when I was sure that I wasn't going to bite someone's head off did I take the long way back home, practically shuffling my way there. Unsurprisingly, when I got home, I could hear my grandparents bickering in the kitchen. "Sylvia, I think you are making too big a deal of this." "Andrew, you saw her attendance reports! You saw how many they marked as her sleeping through! She cannot go unpunished." "I just think we should hear her out first. She is a good pup. She has been through a lot. I just think we should cut her some slack." "A lot of people have been through a lot. That doesn't excuse her behavior. She is a princess for goddess sake! Should she ever decide to take up her title again, I'd like people to see her as a successful young woman and not some punk bucking the system." Okay, that was enough. Clearing my throat, I entered the kitchen, ready for round two. Their conversation halted immediately, their eyes set on me. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about sleeping through class." I began. "I've been having a lot of vivid dreams lately." Partial truth. If vivid dreams were spirits constantly waking me up at night. "How long?" My grandma asked, her arms crossing across her chest. "Since the battle," I said quietly. After summoning an unread army to help my brothers defeat a deadly being...without telling them first. A spirit, my sister, in fact, warned me what was happening and told me where to go. I didn't leave a note or call or text. I had just left in the dead of night with my grandparents' car and was led to the battlefield. I was collected later on by Queen Kelly's mate, and he apparently got me back home where I was then grounded for two months for such a stunt. I don't remember much of what happened that day, only that, ever since, I have been harassed by spirits ten times more than I ever was before. "Goddess!" My grandmother huffed. "And when were you going to tell us?" "Now..." I shrugged. "Tomorrow, right after school, I'm taking you to the clinic. We will see if the doctor can give you something, and perhaps set up an appointment with a counselor as well." "I don't need a counselor." I huffed. "That will be for the doctor to decide." She snipped, turning back to the stove to check on dinner. Special testing. Community service. Sleep meds. Counseling. Great. "Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes." My grandfather said with sympathy in his eyes. "I'm not hungry." I said, and darted upstairs to go lay down before nighttime hit, and it was all game over. Lorraine "So your parents took the teachers' side?" Sarah whispered as we walked into school together. "Not my dad, he was more on my side, but my mom was totally on their side. But they were both upset that I never said anything about having trouble sleeping." I yawned. "My mom is having me go to the clinic after school, so they can give me something to sleep better at night." No need to mention to anyone that it's because I'm being haunted and harassed by spirits at night. "Maybe once you get your wolf your sleep will even out again," Sarah said hopefully. As if I ever got good sleep to begin with. The only difference now is the frequency of their visits. Always asking me to do them favors. 'Tell my daughter I love her'. 'Tell my brother I'm still mad at him for screwing my wife'. 'Can you check on the stray cat that comes to my house every evening? He is probably hungry.'. The list goes on and on. And since I don't want to be pointed out as a freak again, I don't bother even speaking to most of the spirits except to tell them no. There are only a handful who are actually useful to me, and they are all currently in my school helping me learn. "Maybe." I yawned again. "Here, you're gonna need this more than me." Sarah said, pulling a Red Bull from her bag. "Thanks." I chuckled, cracking it open and chugging it down immediately. I just needed to make it to lunch, and then to three. I can do this. - - - - - - - - - I couldn't do it. I almost made it to lunch, but then ended up falling asleep during English, earning myself more community service time. I might not have, had I not sassed the teacher about handing in my homework, reminding her that I was being tested next week, so what was the point? I'm sure that merited a phone call home too, but really no one had anything more to say, not until I took the placement tests they had planned. How was I going to do that? I don't know. While I wanted to invite my deceased teachers along, I did feel like it was kind of cheating. But at the same time, there was no chance in hell that I was going to go to summer school or worse, repeat a grade or more. My ghostly teachers never gave me the answers, they only pointed me in the right direction. They were people to bounce ideas off of, someone to work through all the problems with like my wolf would one day. Once she came along, there would be no more need to speak with any of the spirits. I hoped. I still had a number of months, seven to be precise, until my birthday, so it wasn't like she would be able to help me tomorrow. Or next week when I will really need her. I was caught up in the thoughts of my wolf, shuffling to my locker in search of my lunch, when Sarah came crashing into me, her face filled with excitement. "The triplets!! They are on break for a few weeks! They have all come back home!!" "So?" I asked, fumbling with the lock on my locker as she grabbed my arm and jumped up and down excitedly. "So?! Come on Lorraine!! You can't be that against them! Not with how hot they all are!" "They are just people, Sarah." "I heard Noah was here at school again today! He was speaking with the coach and principal, and Greta said that she talked to Maggie, who talked to Lilly, who said that her boyfriend Jake was training with Beta Roland's son Matt, and Matt said that he overheard that Noah might be trying to get an internship here for extra credit! Eeeeek!!!" "News sure does travel fast, huh?" Noah said from behind us. Sarah practically broke her neck as she whirled around, her face a bright cherry red. "Alpha Noah." She said, bowing her head in respect and submission. "I didn't see you there." "I'm not Alpha yet." He said, his eyes locked on mine. Was he expecting me to act the same? Blush and bow at his very presence? If only he knew I outranked him in about ten different ways. "We are going to be late for lunch." I said dryly, forgoing my lunch in my still locked locker and grabbing Sarah's hand to drag her along with me. "Oh, I was actually hoping you two would join me." He smiled. "I could use a few familiar faces." "No." "Yes!" Sarah and I answered at the same time, each shooting each other daggers. "I have some studying to do, but Sarah is free." I said, pushing her forward and quickly turning to leave. "Lorraine, wait!" Noah called. But I didn't stop or even look back as I found my place in the library and spent my lunch sleeping. Again. - - - - - - - - "Now, when we get there, be sure to mention that the dreams started getting worse after your...incident. There is a doctor-patient confidentially, you know, you can tell them what happened." "Got it." I yawned. I was sitting slouched in the car, my eyes heavy as my grandma drove me to my appointment. She was being pushier than usual, effectively driving me up a wall. But perhaps my lack of sleep was giving me a shorter temper too. Either way, the ten-minute drive had me ready to claw my way out of the car. "Here we are-" "Thanks." I said, darting out of the car before she could even finish her sentence. She hated it when I did that, but I hated it when she spoke to me as if I were still a pup. Perhaps I was considered one to some still. For those who didn't know that I talked to the dead or previously raised an undead army anyway. I didn't waste any time once I got in. The receptionist took my information and gave me a packet to fill out about my medical history. Not much to say other than sleep problems, thankfully. A nurse called me back a few minutes later and took my height and weight and blood pressure. She took me into a room and asked me basically all the information I had just written down on my paperwork before leaving me to sit for a few more minutes. Everything was going just fine, until the doctor came in. It wasn't the doctor that was the problem, it was his shadow. "Good afternoon Miss Fuller, I'm Doctor Patel, but you can call me Melvin." He smiled warmly. "And I'm sure you know who this is," he said, gesturing to the second born triplet, Owen. He looked almost the same as I remembered him, his dark brown hair cut short, but styled nonetheless. But he lost the teenage pup look, and now he looks like...well, a man. Especially in those scrubs. "Owen will be running the show today, as part of his internship. We, like the hospital, are a teaching group, and encourage hands-on learning. Is that a problem?" "No." I said with a heavy sigh. "Well then, let's get started. Owen, the floor is yours." Dr. Melvin said, taking a seat in the corner of the room. Owen took a seat at the counter, placing his laptop next to the sink. He faced me, not bothering to look at his screen for a moment longer. No, instead, his full attention, and vibrant green eyes were totally set on me. "First and last name?" He asked, though I knew he already knew. Or at least he knew my cover-up last name, not my real last name. But this was part of his learning. "Lorraine Fuller." "Birthday?" "November eleventh." "Eating enough?" "Yes." I nodded. Lie. "Drinking enough?" "Yes." Also, probably a lie. "Exercise regularly?" "Only when school makes me." "Are you sexually active?" He asked with a sigh. "No." "Drugs?" "No." "Alcohol?" "No." "Smoker?" "No." "Reason for your visit?" "I just need a sleep pill." I deadpanned. "Something that will put me out at night like a horse tranquilizer might." "Anything else?" He asked, his brow raised at my crassness "Nope, just that." I said, letting the 'p' in my 'nope' pop. He nodded and took a few vitals, a serious expression on his face the entire time. He was always the more serious of the three, the more stern. But I had never seen him this...invested before. "Heart sounds good, lungs too. Thyroid is normal." He announced to the room. "Very good, what's next?" Dr Melvin coached from the sidelines. "She is up-to-date on her vaccines, overdue for a physical, and we still need to determine the reason why she thinks she needs a sleep aid." Owen said. "Very well." He nodded. "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I can touch my toes just fine, and I'm otherwise healthy, I just can't sleep at night." "Are you refusing a physical then?" Owen asked. "Yes." I nodded. He mimicked my nod with a slow, disappointed one. And then proceeded to type up some notes in my chart, probably marking me as noncompliant, before he continued. "How long have you been having sleep problems for?" "My whole life." I said, my fingernails suddenly becoming very interesting. "But I had an...accident a few months ago, and I've been having nightmares since. They keep me up at night." I shrugged. "What kind of accident?" He frowned. "I don't want to talk about it." I said, meeting his eyes again. He stared at me for a long moment before Dr. Melvin stepped in again. "Your prognosis, Owen?" He asked. "History of sleep issues, only made worse by the accident which has resulted in possible PTSD. I would recommend her seeing a counselor to work through the trauma, which should result in better sleep. I would also write a script for a sleep aid in the meantime for the long-term issues she has been having." "I couldn't agree more." Melvin smiled. "I would also like you to follow up with us in a month for your physical and to see how the medication is working for you. If all is well, I won't need to see you back until after you get your wolf." he winked. "Thank you doctor." I smiled. "Check the pharmacy in an hour." Dr. Melvin said over his shoulder as I left the room. 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We’re marking you.” “Take her to our room. We are going to have a really romantic night tonight. ” After that, Noah pushed me to one of his brothers, but before I could resist, Owen lifted me up… "Fine." I spat. "Be sure to pack your lunch and bring several number two pencils. You will not be permitted to leave the testing room until you are completely finished with all the testing." "I look forward to it." I said, standing to leave. "That's not all, Miss Fuller. We must also discuss the matter of detention. Every missed class has earned you an hour of detention." "How many?" I practically growled, my own alpha genes surging through my veins, threatening to level this place for their pure stupidity. "Too many for us to subject our staff to sit through with you after school. We have decided that weekend community service will be better suited for you. Four eight-hour days and we will call it even." Two full weekends. Fine. Fine. "Anything else?" I dared her. "That will be all, for now." I stormed out of the office, my grandmother hot on my heels. I could hear my grandfather grilling the teachers and principal asking them why he is just learning about this now and not sooner. I didn't stick around to hear the rest. I shoved the glass doors open to reveal my sweet freedom. I felt like I was going to explode, my hands shaking in rage. "You have some explaining to do, young lady-" "Save it, you're not my mom." I hissed and broke into a sprint, heading straight for the forest. I knew the blow landed when I didn't hear her following after me. I wasn't a fast runner by any means, especially without my wolf yet, but she didn't pursue me. I didn't know where I was going, not until I came across a cemetery and, despite my better judgment, decided to camp out there for an hour while I calmed down. What. Not a single teacher ever asked me if I was okay. They just collectively let it build up to this breaking point. I didn't even realize that I had slept through that many classes. It averaged more than one a day. I knew my sleep got worse after the battle I helped my twin brothers with, but more than one class a day? Maybe Sarah was right. Maybe I should see the pack doctor and start taking something stronger. Only when I was sure that I wasn't going to bite someone's head off did I take the long way back home, practically shuffling my way there. Unsurprisingly, when I got home, I could hear my grandparents bickering in the kitchen. "Sylvia, I think you are making too big a deal of this." "Andrew, you saw her attendance reports! You saw how many they marked as her sleeping through! She cannot go unpunished." "I just think we should hear her out first. She is a good pup. She has been through a lot. I just think we should cut her some slack." "A lot of people have been through a lot. That doesn't excuse her behavior. She is a princess for goddess sake! Should she ever decide to take up her title again, I'd like people to see her as a successful young woman and not some punk bucking the system." Okay, that was enough. Clearing my throat, I entered the kitchen, ready for round two. Their conversation halted immediately, their eyes set on me. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about sleeping through class." I began. "I've been having a lot of vivid dreams lately." Partial truth. If vivid dreams were spirits constantly waking me up at night. "How long?" My grandma asked, her arms crossing across her chest. "Since the battle," I said quietly. After summoning an unread army to help my brothers defeat a deadly being...without telling them first. A spirit, my sister, in fact, warned me what was happening and told me where to go. I didn't leave a note or call or text. I had just left in the dead of night with my grandparents' car and was led to the battlefield. I was collected later on by Queen Kelly's mate, and he apparently got me back home where I was then grounded for two months for such a stunt. I don't remember much of what happened that day, only that, ever since, I have been harassed by spirits ten times more than I ever was before. "Goddess!" My grandmother huffed. "And when were you going to tell us?" "Now..." I shrugged. "Tomorrow, right after school, I'm taking you to the clinic. We will see if the doctor can give you something, and perhaps set up an appointment with a counselor as well." "I don't need a counselor." I huffed. "That will be for the doctor to decide." She snipped, turning back to the stove to check on dinner. Special testing. Community service. Sleep meds. Counseling. Great. "Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes." My grandfather said with sympathy in his eyes. "I'm not hungry." I said, and darted upstairs to go lay down before nighttime hit, and it was all game over. Lorraine "So your parents took the teachers' side?" Sarah whispered as we walked into school together. "Not my dad, he was more on my side, but my mom was totally on their side. But they were both upset that I never said anything about having trouble sleeping." I yawned. "My mom is having me go to the clinic after school, so they can give me something to sleep better at night." No need to mention to anyone that it's because I'm being haunted and harassed by spirits at night. "Maybe once you get your wolf your sleep will even out again," Sarah said hopefully. As if I ever got good sleep to begin with. The only difference now is the frequency of their visits. Always asking me to do them favors. 'Tell my daughter I love her'. 'Tell my brother I'm still mad at him for screwing my wife'. 'Can you check on the stray cat that comes to my house every evening? He is probably hungry.'. The list goes on and on. And since I don't want to be pointed out as a freak again, I don't bother even speaking to most of the spirits except to tell them no. There are only a handful who are actually useful to me, and they are all currently in my school helping me learn. "Maybe." I yawned again. "Here, you're gonna need this more than me." Sarah said, pulling a Red Bull from her bag. "Thanks." I chuckled, cracking it open and chugging it down immediately. I just needed to make it to lunch, and then to three. I can do this. - - - - - - - - - I couldn't do it. I almost made it to lunch, but then ended up falling asleep during English, earning myself more community service time. I might not have, had I not sassed the teacher about handing in my homework, reminding her that I was being tested next week, so what was the point? I'm sure that merited a phone call home too, but really no one had anything more to say, not until I took the placement tests they had planned. How was I going to do that? I don't know. While I wanted to invite my deceased teachers along, I did feel like it was kind of cheating. But at the same time, there was no chance in hell that I was going to go to summer school or worse, repeat a grade or more. My ghostly teachers never gave me the answers, they only pointed me in the right direction. They were people to bounce ideas off of, someone to work through all the problems with like my wolf would one day. Once she came along, there would be no more need to speak with any of the spirits. I hoped. I still had a number of months, seven to be precise, until my birthday, so it wasn't like she would be able to help me tomorrow. Or next week when I will really need her. I was caught up in the thoughts of my wolf, shuffling to my locker in search of my lunch, when Sarah came crashing into me, her face filled with excitement. "The triplets!! They are on break for a few weeks! They have all come back home!!" "So?" I asked, fumbling with the lock on my locker as she grabbed my arm and jumped up and down excitedly. "So?! Come on Lorraine!! You can't be that against them! Not with how hot they all are!" "They are just people, Sarah." "I heard Noah was here at school again today! He was speaking with the coach and principal, and Greta said that she talked to Maggie, who talked to Lilly, who said that her boyfriend Jake was training with Beta Roland's son Matt, and Matt said that he overheard that Noah might be trying to get an internship here for extra credit! Eeeeek!!!" "News sure does travel fast, huh?" Noah said from behind us. Sarah practically broke her neck as she whirled around, her face a bright cherry red. "Alpha Noah." She said, bowing her head in respect and submission. "I didn't see you there." "I'm not Alpha yet." He said, his eyes locked on mine. Was he expecting me to act the same? Blush and bow at his very presence? If only he knew I outranked him in about ten different ways. "We are going to be late for lunch." I said dryly, forgoing my lunch in my still locked locker and grabbing Sarah's hand to drag her along with me. "Oh, I was actually hoping you two would join me." He smiled. "I could use a few familiar faces." "No." "Yes!" Sarah and I answered at the same time, each shooting each other daggers. "I have some studying to do, but Sarah is free." I said, pushing her forward and quickly turning to leave. "Lorraine, wait!" Noah called. But I didn't stop or even look back as I found my place in the library and spent my lunch sleeping. Again. - - - - - - - - "Now, when we get there, be sure to mention that the dreams started getting worse after your...incident. There is a doctor-patient confidentially, you know, you can tell them what happened." "Got it." I yawned. I was sitting slouched in the car, my eyes heavy as my grandma drove me to my appointment. She was being pushier than usual, effectively driving me up a wall. But perhaps my lack of sleep was giving me a shorter temper too. Either way, the ten-minute drive had me ready to claw my way out of the car. "Here we are-" "Thanks." I said, darting out of the car before she could even finish her sentence. She hated it when I did that, but I hated it when she spoke to me as if I were still a pup. Perhaps I was considered one to some still. For those who didn't know that I talked to the dead or previously raised an undead army anyway. I didn't waste any time once I got in. The receptionist took my information and gave me a packet to fill out about my medical history. Not much to say other than sleep problems, thankfully. A nurse called me back a few minutes later and took my height and weight and blood pressure. She took me into a room and asked me basically all the information I had just written down on my paperwork before leaving me to sit for a few more minutes. Everything was going just fine, until the doctor came in. It wasn't the doctor that was the problem, it was his shadow. "Good afternoon Miss Fuller, I'm Doctor Patel, but you can call me Melvin." He smiled warmly. "And I'm sure you know who this is," he said, gesturing to the second born triplet, Owen. He looked almost the same as I remembered him, his dark brown hair cut short, but styled nonetheless. But he lost the teenage pup look, and now he looks like...well, a man. Especially in those scrubs. "Owen will be running the show today, as part of his internship. We, like the hospital, are a teaching group, and encourage hands-on learning. Is that a problem?" "No." I said with a heavy sigh. "Well then, let's get started. Owen, the floor is yours." Dr. Melvin said, taking a seat in the corner of the room. Owen took a seat at the counter, placing his laptop next to the sink. He faced me, not bothering to look at his screen for a moment longer. No, instead, his full attention, and vibrant green eyes were totally set on me. "First and last name?" He asked, though I knew he already knew. Or at least he knew my cover-up last name, not my real last name. But this was part of his learning. "Lorraine Fuller." "Birthday?" "November eleventh." "Eating enough?" "Yes." I nodded. Lie. "Drinking enough?" "Yes." Also, probably a lie. "Exercise regularly?" "Only when school makes me." "Are you sexually active?" He asked with a sigh. "No." "Drugs?" "No." "Alcohol?" "No." "Smoker?" "No." "Reason for your visit?" "I just need a sleep pill." I deadpanned. "Something that will put me out at night like a horse tranquilizer might." "Anything else?" He asked, his brow raised at my crassness "Nope, just that." I said, letting the 'p' in my 'nope' pop. He nodded and took a few vitals, a serious expression on his face the entire time. He was always the more serious of the three, the more stern. But I had never seen him this...invested before. "Heart sounds good, lungs too. Thyroid is normal." He announced to the room. "Very good, what's next?" Dr Melvin coached from the sidelines. "She is up-to-date on her vaccines, overdue for a physical, and we still need to determine the reason why she thinks she needs a sleep aid." Owen said. "Very well." He nodded. "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I can touch my toes just fine, and I'm otherwise healthy, I just can't sleep at night." "Are you refusing a physical then?" Owen asked. "Yes." I nodded. He mimicked my nod with a slow, disappointed one. And then proceeded to type up some notes in my chart, probably marking me as noncompliant, before he continued. "How long have you been having sleep problems for?" "My whole life." I said, my fingernails suddenly becoming very interesting. "But I had an...accident a few months ago, and I've been having nightmares since. They keep me up at night." I shrugged. "What kind of accident?" He frowned. "I don't want to talk about it." I said, meeting his eyes again. He stared at me for a long moment before Dr. Melvin stepped in again. "Your prognosis, Owen?" He asked. "History of sleep issues, only made worse by the accident which has resulted in possible PTSD. I would recommend her seeing a counselor to work through the trauma, which should result in better sleep. I would also write a script for a sleep aid in the meantime for the long-term issues she has been having." "I couldn't agree more." Melvin smiled. "I would also like you to follow up with us in a month for your physical and to see how the medication is working for you. If all is well, I won't need to see you back until after you get your wolf." he winked. "Thank you doctor." I smiled. "Check the pharmacy in an hour." Dr. Melvin said over his shoulder as I left the room. 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Continue reading"Their Powerful Hybrid Mate",Let's observe whether the domineering president will have any... | “Where do you think you are running, our little mate?” said Noah in a hushed voice. “Don’t come closer…or I-I will scream…” I can’t believe I am mating with the Alpha triplets. “Babe, were you dancing with another male?” Zack then pulled me closer to him while grabbing me by my waist. “Jeff… is my partner to the prom. I…” ‘Oh. Fvck me, plsss…mates.’ A voice inside suddengly cut me off and let out a heavy sigh. WHAT? “That’s it. We’re claiming you right now.” Noah said in a low voice while Owen was sliding his fingers on my bareback, and Zack already slipped into my skirt, brushing his knuckles against my softness. I gasped at the feeling. “I can’t be your mate. I’m not even a wolf!” I bit back my m0an and cried. Then I heard the voice again, ‘Fvck me, I am so wet. Just let them cvm inside of me.’ Who the heII is this? “We don’t care even if you’re hybrid, princess. We’re marking you.” “Take her to our room. We are going to have a really romantic night tonight. ” After that, Noah pushed me to one of his brothers, but before I could resist, Owen lifted me up… "Fine." I spat. "Be sure to pack your lunch and bring several number two pencils. You will not be permitted to leave the testing room until you are completely finished with all the testing." "I look forward to it." I said, standing to leave. "That's not all, Miss Fuller. We must also discuss the matter of detention. Every missed class has earned you an hour of detention." "How many?" I practically growled, my own alpha genes surging through my veins, threatening to level this place for their pure stupidity. "Too many for us to subject our staff to sit through with you after school. We have decided that weekend community service will be better suited for you. Four eight-hour days and we will call it even." Two full weekends. Fine. Fine. "Anything else?" I dared her. "That will be all, for now." I stormed out of the office, my grandmother hot on my heels. I could hear my grandfather grilling the teachers and principal asking them why he is just learning about this now and not sooner. I didn't stick around to hear the rest. I shoved the glass doors open to reveal my sweet freedom. I felt like I was going to explode, my hands shaking in rage. "You have some explaining to do, young lady-" "Save it, you're not my mom." I hissed and broke into a sprint, heading straight for the forest. I knew the blow landed when I didn't hear her following after me. I wasn't a fast runner by any means, especially without my wolf yet, but she didn't pursue me. I didn't know where I was going, not until I came across a cemetery and, despite my better judgment, decided to camp out there for an hour while I calmed down. What. Not a single teacher ever asked me if I was okay. They just collectively let it build up to this breaking point. I didn't even realize that I had slept through that many classes. It averaged more than one a day. I knew my sleep got worse after the battle I helped my twin brothers with, but more than one class a day? Maybe Sarah was right. Maybe I should see the pack doctor and start taking something stronger. Only when I was sure that I wasn't going to bite someone's head off did I take the long way back home, practically shuffling my way there. Unsurprisingly, when I got home, I could hear my grandparents bickering in the kitchen. "Sylvia, I think you are making too big a deal of this." "Andrew, you saw her attendance reports! You saw how many they marked as her sleeping through! She cannot go unpunished." "I just think we should hear her out first. She is a good pup. She has been through a lot. I just think we should cut her some slack." "A lot of people have been through a lot. That doesn't excuse her behavior. She is a princess for goddess sake! Should she ever decide to take up her title again, I'd like people to see her as a successful young woman and not some punk bucking the system." Okay, that was enough. Clearing my throat, I entered the kitchen, ready for round two. Their conversation halted immediately, their eyes set on me. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about sleeping through class." I began. "I've been having a lot of vivid dreams lately." Partial truth. If vivid dreams were spirits constantly waking me up at night. "How long?" My grandma asked, her arms crossing across her chest. "Since the battle," I said quietly. After summoning an unread army to help my brothers defeat a deadly being...without telling them first. A spirit, my sister, in fact, warned me what was happening and told me where to go. I didn't leave a note or call or text. I had just left in the dead of night with my grandparents' car and was led to the battlefield. I was collected later on by Queen Kelly's mate, and he apparently got me back home where I was then grounded for two months for such a stunt. I don't remember much of what happened that day, only that, ever since, I have been harassed by spirits ten times more than I ever was before. "Goddess!" My grandmother huffed. "And when were you going to tell us?" "Now..." I shrugged. "Tomorrow, right after school, I'm taking you to the clinic. We will see if the doctor can give you something, and perhaps set up an appointment with a counselor as well." "I don't need a counselor." I huffed. "That will be for the doctor to decide." She snipped, turning back to the stove to check on dinner. Special testing. Community service. Sleep meds. Counseling. Great. "Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes." My grandfather said with sympathy in his eyes. "I'm not hungry." I said, and darted upstairs to go lay down before nighttime hit, and it was all game over. Lorraine "So your parents took the teachers' side?" Sarah whispered as we walked into school together. "Not my dad, he was more on my side, but my mom was totally on their side. But they were both upset that I never said anything about having trouble sleeping." I yawned. "My mom is having me go to the clinic after school, so they can give me something to sleep better at night." No need to mention to anyone that it's because I'm being haunted and harassed by spirits at night. "Maybe once you get your wolf your sleep will even out again," Sarah said hopefully. As if I ever got good sleep to begin with. The only difference now is the frequency of their visits. Always asking me to do them favors. 'Tell my daughter I love her'. 'Tell my brother I'm still mad at him for screwing my wife'. 'Can you check on the stray cat that comes to my house every evening? He is probably hungry.'. The list goes on and on. And since I don't want to be pointed out as a freak again, I don't bother even speaking to most of the spirits except to tell them no. There are only a handful who are actually useful to me, and they are all currently in my school helping me learn. "Maybe." I yawned again. "Here, you're gonna need this more than me." Sarah said, pulling a Red Bull from her bag. "Thanks." I chuckled, cracking it open and chugging it down immediately. I just needed to make it to lunch, and then to three. I can do this. - - - - - - - - - I couldn't do it. I almost made it to lunch, but then ended up falling asleep during English, earning myself more community service time. I might not have, had I not sassed the teacher about handing in my homework, reminding her that I was being tested next week, so what was the point? I'm sure that merited a phone call home too, but really no one had anything more to say, not until I took the placement tests they had planned. How was I going to do that? I don't know. While I wanted to invite my deceased teachers along, I did feel like it was kind of cheating. But at the same time, there was no chance in hell that I was going to go to summer school or worse, repeat a grade or more. My ghostly teachers never gave me the answers, they only pointed me in the right direction. They were people to bounce ideas off of, someone to work through all the problems with like my wolf would one day. Once she came along, there would be no more need to speak with any of the spirits. I hoped. I still had a number of months, seven to be precise, until my birthday, so it wasn't like she would be able to help me tomorrow. Or next week when I will really need her. I was caught up in the thoughts of my wolf, shuffling to my locker in search of my lunch, when Sarah came crashing into me, her face filled with excitement. "The triplets!! They are on break for a few weeks! They have all come back home!!" "So?" I asked, fumbling with the lock on my locker as she grabbed my arm and jumped up and down excitedly. "So?! Come on Lorraine!! You can't be that against them! Not with how hot they all are!" "They are just people, Sarah." "I heard Noah was here at school again today! He was speaking with the coach and principal, and Greta said that she talked to Maggie, who talked to Lilly, who said that her boyfriend Jake was training with Beta Roland's son Matt, and Matt said that he overheard that Noah might be trying to get an internship here for extra credit! Eeeeek!!!" "News sure does travel fast, huh?" Noah said from behind us. Sarah practically broke her neck as she whirled around, her face a bright cherry red. "Alpha Noah." She said, bowing her head in respect and submission. "I didn't see you there." "I'm not Alpha yet." He said, his eyes locked on mine. Was he expecting me to act the same? Blush and bow at his very presence? If only he knew I outranked him in about ten different ways. "We are going to be late for lunch." I said dryly, forgoing my lunch in my still locked locker and grabbing Sarah's hand to drag her along with me. "Oh, I was actually hoping you two would join me." He smiled. "I could use a few familiar faces." "No." "Yes!" Sarah and I answered at the same time, each shooting each other daggers. "I have some studying to do, but Sarah is free." I said, pushing her forward and quickly turning to leave. "Lorraine, wait!" Noah called. But I didn't stop or even look back as I found my place in the library and spent my lunch sleeping. Again. - - - - - - - - "Now, when we get there, be sure to mention that the dreams started getting worse after your...incident. There is a doctor-patient confidentially, you know, you can tell them what happened." "Got it." I yawned. I was sitting slouched in the car, my eyes heavy as my grandma drove me to my appointment. She was being pushier than usual, effectively driving me up a wall. But perhaps my lack of sleep was giving me a shorter temper too. Either way, the ten-minute drive had me ready to claw my way out of the car. "Here we are-" "Thanks." I said, darting out of the car before she could even finish her sentence. She hated it when I did that, but I hated it when she spoke to me as if I were still a pup. Perhaps I was considered one to some still. For those who didn't know that I talked to the dead or previously raised an undead army anyway. I didn't waste any time once I got in. The receptionist took my information and gave me a packet to fill out about my medical history. Not much to say other than sleep problems, thankfully. A nurse called me back a few minutes later and took my height and weight and blood pressure. She took me into a room and asked me basically all the information I had just written down on my paperwork before leaving me to sit for a few more minutes. Everything was going just fine, until the doctor came in. It wasn't the doctor that was the problem, it was his shadow. "Good afternoon Miss Fuller, I'm Doctor Patel, but you can call me Melvin." He smiled warmly. "And I'm sure you know who this is," he said, gesturing to the second born triplet, Owen. He looked almost the same as I remembered him, his dark brown hair cut short, but styled nonetheless. But he lost the teenage pup look, and now he looks like...well, a man. Especially in those scrubs. "Owen will be running the show today, as part of his internship. We, like the hospital, are a teaching group, and encourage hands-on learning. Is that a problem?" "No." I said with a heavy sigh. "Well then, let's get started. Owen, the floor is yours." Dr. Melvin said, taking a seat in the corner of the room. Owen took a seat at the counter, placing his laptop next to the sink. He faced me, not bothering to look at his screen for a moment longer. No, instead, his full attention, and vibrant green eyes were totally set on me. "First and last name?" He asked, though I knew he already knew. Or at least he knew my cover-up last name, not my real last name. But this was part of his learning. "Lorraine Fuller." "Birthday?" "November eleventh." "Eating enough?" "Yes." I nodded. Lie. "Drinking enough?" "Yes." Also, probably a lie. "Exercise regularly?" "Only when school makes me." "Are you sexually active?" He asked with a sigh. "No." "Drugs?" "No." "Alcohol?" "No." "Smoker?" "No." "Reason for your visit?" "I just need a sleep pill." I deadpanned. "Something that will put me out at night like a horse tranquilizer might." "Anything else?" He asked, his brow raised at my crassness "Nope, just that." I said, letting the 'p' in my 'nope' pop. He nodded and took a few vitals, a serious expression on his face the entire time. He was always the more serious of the three, the more stern. But I had never seen him this...invested before. "Heart sounds good, lungs too. Thyroid is normal." He announced to the room. "Very good, what's next?" Dr Melvin coached from the sidelines. "She is up-to-date on her vaccines, overdue for a physical, and we still need to determine the reason why she thinks she needs a sleep aid." Owen said. "Very well." He nodded. "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I can touch my toes just fine, and I'm otherwise healthy, I just can't sleep at night." "Are you refusing a physical then?" Owen asked. "Yes." I nodded. He mimicked my nod with a slow, disappointed one. And then proceeded to type up some notes in my chart, probably marking me as noncompliant, before he continued. "How long have you been having sleep problems for?" "My whole life." I said, my fingernails suddenly becoming very interesting. "But I had an...accident a few months ago, and I've been having nightmares since. They keep me up at night." I shrugged. "What kind of accident?" He frowned. "I don't want to talk about it." I said, meeting his eyes again. He stared at me for a long moment before Dr. Melvin stepped in again. "Your prognosis, Owen?" He asked. "History of sleep issues, only made worse by the accident which has resulted in possible PTSD. I would recommend her seeing a counselor to work through the trauma, which should result in better sleep. I would also write a script for a sleep aid in the meantime for the long-term issues she has been having." "I couldn't agree more." Melvin smiled. "I would also like you to follow up with us in a month for your physical and to see how the medication is working for you. If all is well, I won't need to see you back until after you get your wolf." he winked. "Thank you doctor." I smiled. "Check the pharmacy in an hour." Dr. Melvin said over his shoulder as I left the room. 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