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2,106,661	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106660}'	No	2024-10-06 20:12	active	1586		Chapter 1 Mandy's POV ..."I, Alpha Andrew Miller, reject you, Amanda Anderson, as my mate and Luna." He stated, gazing at me with his cold eyes. Am I imagining things? Is this really Andrew - my Andrew? I quickly searched my mind to check if last night was real. Yes, yes, yes it was! Here I am in his hotel room bed, sore, a little bruised, and sated. I just found my mate, my other half, and I was finally, wholeheartedly happy. Just to have my heart crushed? No! This had to be a bad dream. I blinked my eyes a few times, holding the bedsheet to my chest for dear life, and stared at him, dumbfounded. "What did you say?" I finally asked. “Are you deaf? I said I reject you as-” “I heard you the first time.” I cut him off, standing up from bed searching for my dress “...but why?” I found the dress and quickly put it on, not caring about my nakedness or lack of underwear. He stood there with a cold demeanor. I couldn't decipher his emotions. Where is that sweet, caring, and loving guy from last night? Is he bipolar, perhaps? Putting his hands in jeans pockets, he took three large steps forward. Stopping a few inches before me, I had to tilt my head up to meet his gaze. He was so tall. "You thought I would accept you?" he scoffed and continued, "You are just a weak and pathetic human. You are not fit to be Luna. I need someone strong, someone who is capable of leading by my side, a worthy one." I stood there frozen in place, not daring to move my shaky legs. I knew once I moved, I would collapse. I refused to give him this satisfaction. I would not break. He lifted his hand and tucked my loose hair behind my ear, sending shivers down my body. His lips formed a disgusting smirk, and he added, "Although... I must say. You were a good fuck." He chuckled. "Probably the best I’ve had, sweetheart." And that was it. I stepped away from him, with all the courage I could muster, sizing him up. I looked him dead in the eyes and opened my mouth, “I, Amanda Anderson, accept your rejection." And with that, I left... ... Beep, beep, beep I woke up in a cold sweat, panting. Dear God, what was that? It had been five years since that horrible night, and four years since the last time I dreamt about it. What does it mean? I haven't thought about him in years. And I was surely not thinking about him now! Was I going crazy? Was this the effect of overworking myself? Yep, that must be the answer. I got up from my comfy bed and looked at the digital clock on my nightstand. It showed the time in big green numbers: 6:45am. Dragging my numb body to the bathroom, I stopped in front of the mirror and checked the damage. My brown hair was chaos, a huge mess. It definitely needed to be taken care of. Not just my hair - my face looked pale, and I had dark circles under my gray eyes, probably the effect of lack of sleep. And my eyes, God my eyes were lifeless. I could play a zombie role in some stupid sitcom. Is this me? I wondered. Unfortunately, yes. Sighing, I started my morning routine. After a refreshing, warm shower, I wrapped a white towel around my small frame and went straight to the walk-in closet to find a proper outfit for work. After looking for a few minutes, I finally decided to wear a knee-length red sleeveless dress that hugged my upper body tightly then flared out over my hips in a flowing skirt. I chose a matching set of underwear and black stilettos to go with it. After blow drying my hair, I put on enough makeup to at least look presentable. Then I left my bedroom and went to the kitchen in search of the love of my life: coffee. The kitchen opened up to the dining room, only separated by an island with a dark wooden countertop. My kitchen was painted dark gray, which perfectly fit the white cabinets and stainless-steel equipment. I loved the industrial style, that's why my whole house was arranged this way. Thank you, 'Magnolia Design' and Debbie Mitchell, for your work. I loved my home. It gave me a sense of security and peace. After switching on the coffee machine, I started to make breakfast. Today's special was a veggie omelet. Picking up the ingredients from the fridge and beginning to cook, my thoughts went back to my dream. Why now? Was it a warning or something? How to interpret it? Was it a good or bad sign? I was rejected, humiliated, and left heartbroken - all because I was human. My wish to be loved was the most stupid thing I could have ever longed for. It wasn’t that I still cared about him or missed him or even loved him. It was just one night - a one-night stand. It was just a little irrelevant episode in my life. Not worth mentioning to anyone. After finishing my breakfast and coffee, I went to my car and drove to work. After driving for 30 minutes in my lovely golden BMW, I reached the underground parking lot and parked my car in my designated place. I went inside the elevator to William's Holding building. I pressed my floor number and waited. At the main lobby, the elevator doors opened, and more people came in, greeting me with a smile, which I returned. Feeling a little tired, I took a few steps back and closed my eyes, placing my head on the elevator's wall to rest. "Hello Ms. Anderson, how was your weekend?" a familiar voice made me snap out of my rest. Damian Kelly, our new IT project manager, who started two weeks ago. Good asset to our department. "Hello, Mr. Kelly, it was full of relaxation, good food, lots of fun, and a great amount of sleep!" I answered with a trained fake smile. My weekend was the opposite of my made-up claim, but he didn’t need to know that. "Looks like you had fun, Ms. Anderson. Perhaps you will share some good stories at our monthly meeting this afternoon?" Is he trying to piss me off? Cause he might succeed. "Well, Mr. Kelly, my private life stays private. I hope you will present some magnificent project ideas at that meeting." I answered coldly to shut him up. Remember who's the boss here. He responded with a nod and turned back, waiting for his floor. Reaching the top floor, I went straight to the CEO's office, and after walking in without a knock, I was met with the most horrible sight. My boss, the famous Ryan Williams , was sucking face with his new flavor of the week. I think her name is Darcy or Daisy, whatever. Gross. I cleared my throat to announce my presence. They immediately stopped and looked my way. Embarrassed, she jumped off his lap and rearranged her black, way-too-short-for-the-morning dress and stood next to Ryan's desk. I had gotten used to that kind of situation over the past seven years of working with Ryan. He excused her and whispered something in her ear, making her blush. Giggling, she gave him a peck on the lips and headed to the door. I walked her out with my eyes. After seeing the door close, I turned back and looked at him. "Well, well, well, I see you had a great weekend." I teased. "You should try it sometime. It's refreshing and relieves stress. I'm all at your service." He said, wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed; full belly laughed so hard I had to put my hands on my stomach. A few tears left my eyes. Moments later, I could finally open my eyes and look at Ryan. "Every time it’s the same reaction. Will you ever consider my proposal?" he asked, annoyed with my response. "You know I love you Ryan, but this," I pointed my finger between us, "will never happen." "I'm persistent." "And I'm stubborn." Sighing, he sat in his chair and put his hands on the black wooden desk. "What brings you here at 8:00am? It's not something I forgot, is it?" He asked, a little nervous. "No, you are off the hook this time." I smiled. "Uff, then what is it?" he visibly relaxed. "Peter." was my simple response. Peter Collins, my best friend, joined our company six years ago, and we immediately felt a connection, like we were twins. Although we looked very different. While I was short at 5'4, he stood tall at 6'2. Peter had auburn hair, while mine was dark brown. He had beautiful amber eyes, mine were gray. I was human while he was a werewolf, but we kept that a secret. Besides looking physically opposite, we had similar characters: stubborn, crazy, hardworking, and loyal to family and friends. Lately, he had started to act strangely. Skipping our Friday movie marathons at my house. Finding any reasonable excuse to not go to Barry's for Monday's beer evenings. He even stopped crashing at my place after his Saturday family dinner to complain about them. It must be something serious. This can't be something as simple as a hidden partner he was dating in secret to not scare him away with his lifestyle or family problems . He would have come to me first to find a solution to something like that. I was concerned about him, and I needed to find out what was going on. "What about Peter? He's dead?" Ryan widened his eyes. I sighed, shook my head, and put my hands on his desk. "No. He's not dead." I answered. "His behavior seems odd these last two weeks, and I don't know what's going on." I cleared my throat to ask a frightening question..."Did he..." I gulped, "Did he resign?" I looked him straight in the eyes, hoping his answer wouldn’t break me more than I already was, but his soft and sorrowful eyes said it all. "He did," I stated, defeated. I hung my head even lower, trying to fight the tears that appeared in my eyes. I bit my bottom lip hard to not let them flow. Moments later, I stood up straight and released the breath I didn't know I was holding. I turned to leave his office. "Listen, Mandy, he asked me not to tell you until he's ready. " Ryan's voice stopped me when I was reaching for the doorknob. "Thank you for telling me. Your secret is safe with me. " I answered, not looking back. "I'm sorry, Mandy!" was the last thing I heard as the door closed behind me. ... Finally, the day was over, and after my morning conversation with Ryan, my mind couldn't focus on anything other than Peter. He was leaving me. HE WAS LEAVING ME. Why? What happened? I needed answers, but I couldn’t pry. I had promised Ryan secrecy. All the meetings today flew by in a blur. I just asked my assistant to email me the notes. I would deal with them in the evening when my mind was clear. I hoped. Even Daniel didn't make any comments about my behavior. Good boy. Descending in the elevator to my car, my phone rang. Reaching into my purse, I grabbed it, and when I saw the name on the screen, my heart started to beat at 100 mph. Should I answer or not?! Taking a few deep breaths and preparing for 'the end', I clicked the answer button. "Hello handsome, glad you remember your bestie," I said with a smile, hearing him chuckle on the other end. "Well, hello to you too, gorgeous," he replied, with a happy voice. "I'm in the elevator now. Can I call you back when I get home?" I tried to postpone my heartbreak for a little while. "That's alright. I'm actually at your place right now. I ordered pizza and brought beers. What do you say?" It wouldn't have surprised me before, but now, after not knowing what is going on, I was confused. What was the occasion? "Fine with me, baby. Be there in 40 minutes, I need to pick up my order from Pam's Bakery, ok?" I replied. "Oh, please tell me you ordered strawberry muffins?" he asked dreamily. "You know I love them. Damn girl, I'm already drooling!" he yelled. "Yep, I did," I said with a smirk. "Ok, gotta go if you want those muffins." I ended the call and exhaled. "Oh God, please don't do this to me." I prayed while buckling my seat belt and starting the engine to head back home. "You can do this. You are strong." I told myself, leaving the parking lot. ... "We need to talk." I gulped. This is it. Prepare for the impact. When I came home, Peter was already sitting on my black leather couch, munching on pizza, and drinking his fourth beer. 'Great, thanks for waiting.' I thought to myself. He greeted me as usual with a bear hug and a long kiss on my cheek, giving me his million-dollar smile. I took notice of his demeanor. He looked confident, happy, even a little bit proud but what was most noticeable was his glow. What the fuck happened? "I know baby girl, that I've been avoiding you for some time lately," he said, putting his arms on my shoulders. "But I have my reasons," he continued, "You know you are my baby girl, my best friend, and my person to rely on." He looked me in the eyes, and I couldn't help but gulp again. He was breaking up with me. He was leaving me. "Shit!" He cursed, taking his hands from my shoulders to run them nervously through his hair and turning his back to me. I stood still; frozen and afraid. A sudden sense of déjà vu hit me. The whole scene felt familiar. Where had I felt this before? Suddenly, the memory of my dream appeared in front of my eyes. Rejection. That’s what the familiar sensation was. All the blood drained from my face, my heart dropped to my stomach, and my legs started to shake. This was it, the end. Another one was leaving me. I lost my mate. Now I was losing my best friend. I cleared my dry throat, put my hand on the back of his shoulder, and whispered, "Tell me what is wrong?" He let out a huge gush of air and turned around. Putting his hands in his pants pockets, he opened his mouth. "I found my mate." Chapter 2 Mandy's POV I couldn't believe it was really happening. Peter was leaving me. Oh My God! What was I supposed to do now, all alone, heartbroken again? Was this some sick joke or something? My brain kept shouting all the negative thoughts at me. My heartbeat increased. Was I going to have a heart attack? This was it. I was going to die now. He said it. He said it… Wait!!!! Did he say mate? I didn't imagine it, right? Or was I starting to go mental? "Did you say MATE?!" I finally found my voice, still frozen in place. "Yes." I blinked a few times and started to pace around the living room, biting my thumb nail. My mind started to shut down, and the only word that I repeated constantly was 'mate.' "Mandyyyy?..." Peter's concerned voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh, my fucking Gooooood!" I shouted in realization. Clapping my hands, smiling like an idiot, and jumping in place, I turned to face Peter. His face showed a lot of emotions, my outburst must have shocked him, but the most prominent emotion was worry. He probably thought I was mental, but I couldn't control my emotions. I was happy for my friend. Giggling like a teenage girl, I jumped on the coffee table and let my feelings out. "My Peter found his maaaaaaate!!!! Ladies and Gentlemen, my Peteeeer," I pointed at him dramatically, "fooooound his MAAAAAATE!" "Get your butt down here, baby girl." he ordered, shaking his head, "NOW!" he added. Putting his hands on his hips, he furrowed his eyebrows and pouted his lips, waiting for me to cool down. Coming back to my senses, I jumped off the table and took predatory steps his way. "You!" I pointed my finger at his chest, and let my words flow. "You made me feel like I was losing my mind! You were avoiding me, making lame excuses, making me feel abandoned. And to top it all, you resigned from work without even telling me!" I punched his arm. "And you feel authorized to scold me?!" Pointing at myself, I shouted, releasing tears. "I... I..." I couldn't find my voice. I threw myself at him and broke down. He held me close and let me cry my heart out, murmuring sweet nothings into my ear. When I finally calmed down, I took a few deep breaths, composed myself, and moved away from his embrace. "So." I cleared my throat. "Let's start again. You were saying...?" He chuckled and shook his head in amusement. "I said...I found my mate." This time, I reacted properly. "Oh my God, Peter, I am so happy for you! Tell me everything. Do I know him? Is he a werewolf? When did you meet?..." I shot my questions at him one after another. He laughed and led me to the couch. Sitting beside me, he reached the table and offered me a beer. I took it vigorously and gulped almost half of it to calm my nerves. "Easy girl," he said, taking the bottle from my hand. "His name is Benjamin, Ben for short. And no, I don't think you know him. He's not from here." he answered dreamily. "He's a werewolf, he came here for business purposes, and we met in the club." he paused. "We bumped into each other when I passed the VIP room in 'Stairs'. It was..." he sighed. "I can't even describe it, magical, I guess. I was speechless, just stood there starstruck admiring his gorgeousness..." "Wow." I blurted out uncontrollably, staring in awe at my best friend. "He invited me for a drink, and since then, it just went naturally." How on earth didn't I recognize the symptoms? For two weeks, he wasn't himself. He wasn't my Peter, the carefree and spontaneous freak. He was reserved, like guarding some precious treasure against the ugly world. Now I know. He found his treasure. I can't blame him, can I? "Can I meet him?" "That's why I'm here. I wanted to ask can I bring Ben here tomorrow for dinner?" His eyes pleaded for me to say yes. I smiled and nodded my head, "Yes, of course." We spent the evening talking about Ben, well I was just listening, mesmerized by his story. His strange behavior had everything to do with Ben. He is a Beta from a pack in South Carolina and came here to finalize their new project. He told me about the dates they've been on and how complete and safe he makes him feel. He is undeniably in love. I am happy for him. At least he has his happy ending. After talking, laughing, and planning tomorrow's dinner, we called it quits and ended the night. Peter stayed and occupied 'his' bedroom at my place. Lying in bed, I was exhausted but content, not thinking that, in the end, he will leave me. South Carolina is on the other end of the country. Sighing, I closed my eyes and fell asleep. … "Wake up, sleepyhead!" Something heavy hit me. Trying to steal a few more minutes, I didn't move. "Come on baby girl. It's time for coffee." "Go away, I don't know you," I reached for the sheets in an attempt to hide, but he predicted my moves, tossed them away and grabbed my ankle. "If you don't want me to treat you the same way, you better move your ass and march to the bathroom. Coffee and breakfast are waiting," he ordered. Defeated, I did as I was told. After finding my outfit and putting on my makeup, I went to the kitchen when the smell of coffee and bacon hit me. My stomach growled in anticipation. Eating and talking about today's tasks at work, I couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell me you resigned? You went straight to Ryan. Why?" Putting our empty dishes into the sink, he sighed. "I'm sorry I did it behind your back, but I wasn't ready to tell you. Mr. Williams never asks for reasons, and I knew he would accept it without demanding answers," he explained. "Besides, it was inevitable, knowing Ben lives in a pack and I don't," he added, taking my empty plate. "You're right. I would interrogate you in a flash," I said, smiling at him. I put my coffee mug in the sink, then turned around and hugged him. "I'm so happy for you, really happy." He patted my head and kissed my temple. A few moments later, we broke our hug and headed to work. The day went quite fast, a few members of Peter's team complained about his decision, saying he was the best and they won't work with anybody else. Some congratulated his bravery and wished him good luck. I was still a little sad about his leaving, but I knew I could deal with it in time. Coming back home early to prepare dinner, I quickly took a shower and changed my clothes to yoga pants and a loose t-shirt. Putting my wet hair in a messy bun, I started to cook. Forty minutes later, everything was almost ready. I put the salad at the table with sweet potatoes and white wine. The chicken will be ready in 5 minutes. I quickly went to the bedroom and changed into a simple summer light blue dress and sandals. Nothing fancy, but classy. Just when I was taking the chicken from the oven, the doorbell rang. This was it, the moment I was waiting for. Opening the door, I was met with a grinning Peter wearing dark blue jeans and a cream-colored sweater, and when I turned my head right, I was met with a huge wall of muscles in tight black jeans and a black button-down shirt smiling friendly at me. He had dark blonde hair pulled into a manly bun and brown eyes. I wasn't shocked or intimidated. I have seen such a big man before. He looked similar to my brother or his Beta minus the tattoos. Through his collar, I had a little peek of ink on his neck. Big Bad Beta, I thought. Smiling back, I gestured for them to come inside and closed the door. "Come in, make yourself comfortable, perfect time for dinner." I led them to the dining table. "Mandy, I would like to introduce to you my mate, Benjamin Owens," he said, facing me. "Ben, this is Amanda Anderson, my best friend," he added. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ben. Can I call you Ben?" I said, extending my hand for a handshake. "Yes, you can, and the pleasure's all mine," he replied in a low voice, taking my hand in his, and to my surprise, he kissed the back of my hand and sent me a wink, making me giggle. "Such a flirt you have here, Peter." I addressed him and looked back at smiling Ben. "Congratulations on finding your mate. You couldn't get better than Peter," I said, with a smile. "Thank you, and you're right," he answered, sending a playful wink to Peter, making him blush. I chuckled at that. When we sat down at the table, Peter immediately started to put food on Ben's plate, complimenting my cooking skills. We ate in a comfortable atmosphere and made small talk about their story. Ben also told me a little bit about his pack, friends, and family. Sudden and strange pain hit my heart hearing that his best friend, an Alpha, is a widower. It broke my heart knowing she died giving birth to their only son. At least he is not alone like some people. After dinner, the guys sat on the couch, bringing their wine glasses with them. I quickly cleaned the table and put the plates in the dishwasher. Grabbing two more bottles of wine, I joined them. … "...And then he said you will probably kill him for not telling you earlier about me and that I have to protect him from your wrath." Ben continued talking about Peter's concerns, laughing at the same time. Peter was sending Ben daggers with his eyes, making me laugh. We had recently finished our fourth bottle of wine. While it made me a little flushed, they stayed unaffected, damn those werewolf genes. "Must admit he looked so cute at the time," he said, putting his right arm at Peter's shoulders and pulling him closer to his body, kissing his forehead. That gesture made me awe them. "Well, I must admit that at some point I was hurt he didn't tell me, but I wasn't angry - a little disappointed, yes, angry, no." I answered honestly and took another sip of wine. Peter released a relieved breath and smiled satisfied, then apologized sincerely. We talked until midnight, laughing, and getting to know each other. Ben was a really good guy, they fit together. Peter is lucky. After we said our goodbyes and made plans for another day, I took a quick shower, put on my purple shorts and white top, and went to bed. Before the darkness consumed me, I thought about the Alpha and his son, and the same pain hit my heart again. Putting a hand on my chest, I closed my eyes and dozed off. ... The next few days were filled with many activities such as trips to bars, watching movies, or having fun playing paintball, they even let me win once. They persuaded me to sing one night at the karaoke bar, which was embarrassing. Although they tried to convince me I was great. Yeah, I know better, no more singing. That night we ended up in a fight. Some guy decided to hit on Peter, which made Ben go full Beta on him, and we had to apologize and pay his medical bills. Thankfully he didn't press charges against us. After that, we simply hung around my place or ate at restaurants avoiding pubs. Although we had fun and spent a pleasant time together. I knew my time with Peter was coming to an end. In three days, Ben had to go back to his pack and be in charge during his Alpha’s absence due to an alpha training he'll take part in. I wanted to fill my days with Peter's presence as much as I could, knowing that our time is limited. We were shopping at the mall. Our 'Drama Queen' needed to purchase new clothes for his new place to make a good impression. That's my Peter. Worse than any girl. "Can you please hurry up, I'm hungry?" Ben whined after another hour of shopping. "You can't rush perfection besides don't you want me to look good? " Peter answered, looking at the full-length mirror in the changing room checking his next outfit. Sighing, Ben plopped onto the couch I was already sitting on and put his head on my shoulder. "Goddess, where does he want to fit it all at my place, I'll need to expand my closet," he said, gesturing for at least ten bags of clothes Peter already bought. "I love him, but I'll go bankrupt in less than a year if he doesn't stop." he sighed, letting his head fall back onto the couch's backrest and closed his eyes. "This is my fault," I said, apologetically while rubbing his shoulder in comfort. "I had him for six years, he is my best friend, and I treated him like family. Most of the time, it was just us, so I might have spoiled him a little." I made my best puppy dog eyes hoping for forgiveness. He only turned his head left, opened one eye, and looked at me accusingly. "A little?" "Is 300 dollars for a pair of sneakers a little?" he narrowed his eyes, "What more did you do to him? I need to prepare myself," he added. "Well...." I began, just as his phone started to ring. "Oh Goddess, please don't say it, I don't want to know." Standing up from the couch, he took out his phone from a pocket and excused himself to take the call. "Call me when he's done," he said over his shoulder, heading to the exit. "Ok, I'm done, I have everything I need. Where's Ben?" Peter appeared in front of me with at least ten different clothes in his hands, his eyes searching for his mate. "Great, so let's pay," I said, taking out my wallet while walking to the counter. "Ben had a phone call, so he went outside to answer it." The shop assistant smiled at us when we argued about me not paying, but I won. Peter took his bags, and we left the shop in an attempt to find Ben. We spotted him in Domino's sitting at a table, probably waiting for the food he ordered, still with a phone attached to his ear. He looked funny. Dressed in all black. Showing his muscular body covered in tattoos and a cold face emitting his domineering aura. He was surrounded by giggling teenage girls trying to be noticed and boys feeling intimidated by his cold demeanor. If you didn't know better, you might think he's some mafia leader. We made our appearance just in time to hear him ending the call. "Yes Boss, I'll be there as soon as possible." "Problems, babe?" Peter asked, concerned when he sat next to Ben and gave him a peck on his lips. Ben growled in pleasure and put a hand at Peter's neck while he was retreating and brought him back, just to smash his lips with Peter's. That made Peter let out a little moan, and the giggling girls whined in dissatisfaction. The boys instead whispered a little 'yes' and made a winning gesture with their hands. Not waiting for live porn in public, I cleared my throat. "Em, guys, you have an audience, and as I'm happy to see you in love, I'm sure this strange couple in the left corner is about to call the manager, so I suggest you wait until you get home," I advised taking the empty chair across Ben and sat down. "I don't mind, he's mine, and I can kiss him whenever and wherever I want," Peter announced a little loud for the whole restaurant to hear and smiled at Ben. Ben only smirked at him mischievously and responded. "Wherever, you say? I have plans for later, so I hope you don't mind being caught." he winked at him, and Peter gulped. "So, what's the problem Ben, we heard you before you ended the call," I asked worriedly. "Well, first. I hope you don't mind me ordering for all of us. Pepperoni pizza and extra cheese and mushrooms for you, Mandy," he said while putting his arm around Peter's shoulders. We both nodded, waiting for him to continue. "My Al...." he looked around checking if there was anyone listening. "My boss wants me to come back sooner. There are some issues with our rivals (probably describing rogues), and I need to take care of the matter. Because he already left for his trip," he said apologetically, looking at me, because he knew that my time with Peter was precious. "When?" Peter asked the dreaded question I couldn't form because of the dryness in my throat. We both looked, expecting Ben to answer. "Tomorrow" was his simple answer. Tomorrow. I have only this night with my best friend, and then he'll be gone. I know that South Carolina is not the end of the world. But not having him here with me will be different, difficult. I'll need some time to adjust to my new life without him. Can I manage? If someone asked me if I can manage to take another department and lead an extra 500 new people, I would say yes in an instant - piece of cake. This is something I can do on a daily basis, but we're talking about private life. Letting someone important to you leave you to live on the other side of the country, that's different. But I think I'll have to figure out a way to survive that. I still have Ryan, although he rarely has time for me, preferring to relieve stress in his favorite way. Man whore. So, it leaves me with my brother and his mate. Shit! Still not a good idea, he's not around either, living far away in South Dakota. "Mandy? "Peter's concerned voice brought me back from my daze. "Sorry I zoned out a little." I giggled. "You were saying?" "I asked, do you want to help me pack my things tonight? The flight is at 9.00 am, and I need help with all the new stuff I bought. Are you ok?" He took my hand and gave a reassuring squeeze. I smiled at him in response just as our order was delivered. My appetite was long gone after the bomb Ben threw at me, but I couldn't show how devastated I felt so I said a quick, “I'm ok.", took a slice of my pizza, and started to eat. There was an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes before Ben excused himself and went to the restroom. "I'm sorry Mandy. It was not my intention to make you feel sad," Peter said looking straight into my eyes, pleading for forgiveness. I stopped eating. "I'm not sad honey, he's your mate, and understandably you want to be together, either here or at his place. It's just..." I took a deep breath and continued." I never thought it would be so far away, I'll miss you." Tears fell from my eyes when I said the last words, causing Peter to grab me and put me on his lap to hug me tightly. I put my head on his chest and let myself cry harder. It must be some show to people around us seeing me falling apart in a guy's lap after his boyfriend left. "I'll miss you too, baby girl, but we always have phone calls or FaceTime, or you can come to visit me on weekends, thank Goddess, you are rich, so you can afford the tickets." he joked, kissing my head repeatedly, making me laugh. "At least I won't spend it on your new unnecessary shoes." I giggled, looking at his face, God he's gorgeous. I want a Peter for me too. He's perfect. He pushed me away from him a little and held my arms, raised one eyebrow and gave me the 'are you fucking serious' face. "Unnecessary shoes?" he asked accusingly. I just sniffed and nodded. "You are all wrong, woman. Without those 'unnecessary shoes', I wouldn't have found my mate, because I was bending over to lace my 'unnecessary shoes' just in front of the VIP room at that club. If I didn't, I would have just passed by and never met him. So I should thank you for buying them for me. It's all thanks to you that I'm complete now." he assured me, and with a final sniff, I put my hands around his neck and hugged him tightly. His hands went around my waist, and he put his head in my hair, giving me another kiss. "Please, just don't forget me." I pleaded into his neck. "Never." was his simple reply, and he tightened his grip around my waist. After a few moments of us hugging each other, I took my previous seat and continued eating. Ben came back shortly after our moment, and the talk went smoothly again. Later in the parking lot, I was searching for my keys, when a voice from behind made me turn. "You didn't answer my question!" Peter shouted from about six parking places away. "What question?" I shouted back. "Will you help me pack this evening?" his voice was pleading. Smiling at him, I answered. "I'd be honored, see you later!" I waved and climbed into the car, starting the ignition. Checking my view, I stepped on the gas and drove my way home. .... "Deacon?" I sniffed after hearing the other side pick up the call. "Are you alright, Mandy girl? Are you hurt? Why are you crying?" my brother's concerned voice invaded my ear. I sniffed a few more times before I could make a coherent sentence. "He's leaving me, D. He's leaving me all alone here." my voice broke down at the end and I let my tears flow freely. I promised myself to be strong, to take it like a champ, but I couldn't. When I entered 'his' bedroom at my house, all the memories came, and I collapsed on the white, fluffy carpet and cried my heart out. Maybe if I cry now, I won't later. Bullshit. I'll cry myself to sleep at least for a month before Ryan will intervene and give me his famous speech about life being hard. "He's leaving D. He found his mate, and now he's going to live with him and will forget about me like everyone does." I said, climbing into his bed and smelling the pillow that still has his scent of citrus and something earthy. "Who's leaving?" Deacon asked, concerned. "Peter." "Oh, Mandy, I'm so sorry to hear that, but it's a good thing. He's a werewolf, and finding a mate is the most exciting thing for us. You know that." He tried to reason with me. "I know, but still, it hurts," I whined. "Mandy, you should support him, not make it harder for him, you knew this would come eventually. When he finds out you cried about it, he will feel guilty for finding his mate and might do something stupid." Deacon lectured me, "and you don't want that, right? You don't want him to reject his chance to be happy just because he's moving a little away from you." he deadpanned. He was right. I can't take this opportunity from him just because I feel insecure. Remembering my happy time with my mate, I forgot who I was talking with and spilled the beans unintentionally. "If finding a mate is so important to werewolves, why did mine reject me?!" I shouted to the phone without thinking. There was dead silence at the other end, and when I registered what I had just said, I clapped my hand over my mouth with a hard slap, but it was too late. "What did you say?!" my brother growled into the phone so loud I had to pull away the phone to not make me go deaf. He was seething with anger. Oh, my stupid ass, why did you say that? "Nothing, I didn't say anything. I'm just an emotional mess right now, and I say whatever my tongue wants." I said, jokingly, hoping he would buy it. But of course, he didn't, he's my brother after all, not by blood but still. "Mandy, did you just say you found your mate?" he asked coldly. Sighing, I answered, defeated. "Yes." I think it's about time to share my little secret with him. It's been so long, keeping it to myself, that saying it out loud made me feel a little relieved. "When?" "Five years ago," I answered and immediately put him on speaker, placing the phone on the bed. I knew he would shout and probably cause some damage. I wasn't disappointed. I heard a ferocious growl and a sound of wood breaking. Probably his office desk, God why me? After a few moments of hearing cracking noises and heavy breathing, he finally asked, "Who?" His voice was so deep I instantly knew his wolf emerged. And that's not a good thing. Almost, immediately I heard Linda's concerned voice asking what happened. After a second, I heard her voice through the speaker, confused. "Mandy, is that you? What happened?" her voice was between plea and demand. Deacon was still breathing hard. "I told him my secret," I whispered. "What secret? What are you talking about, Mandy?" she asked, intrigued and a little confused. I took a deep breath and explained. "I found my mate five years ago but got rejected." I sighed at the end, waiting for the drama to start. As expected, the questions were thrown at me. "What?!" "Who?" "I'll kill him." "Calm down Deacon, she won't say anything unless you calm down," Linda said soothingly. "Why didn't you say anything, Mandy? Goddess - five years! If I knew, I would have..." Deacon asked, finally sounding calm. Probably Linda had something to do with that. "I know, you would have killed him. That is why I didn't say anything." I explained. "But why? We're family. Does Peter know?" Linda asked. "No, he doesn't. You're the first. And I guess I was embarrassed. I know everything about mates, from how to recognize them to how they complete each other and all that stuff," I stated, "but I didn't do my job properly, he was disappointed in me being human, that's why he rejected me, even after...." I stopped. "Even after what?" Deacon's angry voice hit my ear. "After we mated," I whispered. The growls and breaking sounds started again. Deacon was furious. Well, what did you expect from an Alpha? "Mandy, can we call you back in a while, please?" Linda asked pleadingly to say yes. "Yes, of course, I'm sorry Linda. I didn't mean to cause trouble." I apologized, grabbing my phone to end the call. "Don't, we're family. We're here to help. Now let me calm down this Alpha male, and then we'll talk, ok?" she suggested. "Ok, bye." I ended the call and collapsed on the bed exhausted and fell asleep instantly. … I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing somewhere in the bedsheets, searching with my hand and closed eyes. I finally found the culprit and answered the call. "Mandy, I'm sorry for my outburst, but I was shocked." my brother's apologetic voice filled my ear. "That's understandable, D. It's not every day you find about your little sister's rejection. I'm sorry I didn't say anything sooner," I said with my eyes still closed. "Still, I'm sorry, but I'm your older brother, it's my duty to protect you, so why?" he asked. "As I said, I was embarrassed. As a mate, I was supposed to be everything he needs, and seeing you and Linda or Nick and Anna despite all the differences, you're still together. I thought it was me. That I'm not worthy to have a mate, that's why I was silent. I know you love me D, but you can't fight all my demons. I need to do it myself, starting with my ex-mate" I explained. Hoping, he'll understand. "Who?" I knew he would ask that. "D, I love you, but this I won't tell. I don't want you to do something reckless. I'm fine now. Please understand." I reasoned with him. "Ok, but promise one day you'll tell me?" "I promise," I vowed, looking out the window. It's almost sunset. In an hour, I should be helping Peter packing. "I have an idea. Maybe it's stupid but hear me out sis." I focused on his words. "Why don't you take a vacation. It's almost summer, and what's better than changing the environment to let yourself heal. Come home or go to Europe, just let yourself relax, what do you think?" he asked hopefully. Thinking about his proposal, I didn't see anything wrong with that. It's a good idea. "You might be right. I'll think about it." I answered in excitement. "Thank you, D. You're the best big bro a girl could have. It's a great idea. I'll call you later, I need to head to Peter's now." I said, and we said our goodbyes. Taking a quick shower, I thought about our conversation. It was a good opportunity to deal with my emotions, and slowly adjust to my new situation. Without Peter close.	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2,105,682	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-06 20:09	active	1586		Come meet us and our neighbors next Thursday at Cafe Jolie Petit! #alameda #alamedabusiness #networking #networkingopportunity	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/statefarmofalameda	Kelly Lux - State Farm Agent	https://www.facebook.com/KellyLuxStateFarmAgent/	1,138	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	IMAGE		http://instagram.com/statefarmofalameda	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462286959_1716774792408591_7377551597333673996_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XUd-y2bhSioQ7kNvgHSDbd6&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AtmQ5IDtp22hGYGBXNKPo8S&oh=00_AYB4-He3-KWGxTqlicFZDFT_RecJVp8xFKf6rkUlfeV9KQ&oe=670913CB	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kelly Lux - State Farm Agent	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,550	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106548}'	No	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	Medical Aesthetics in Your Area \| Artistry of Face	Our team of experts at Artistry of Face – a beloved Medical Aesthetics practice in your area – is here to help you feel confident in your skin with transformational body treatments. Learn more about which procedure is best for you & enjoy a welcome gift when you join our email list today.	SIGN_UP	https://empower.ubpages.com/aof/aof-new-patients-s	Artistry of Face	https://www.facebook.com/theartistryofface/	2,010	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign Up	artistryofface.com	DCO	Choose from a range of transformative treatments	https://empower.ubpages.com/aof/aof-new-patients-skin-body/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461979758_500794039468993_6446709856507322808_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3hJ5UdFjq-AQ7kNvgHe1zJA&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AlspIcZLOZ3CiF_jOhXK0t9&oh=00_AYCNTvoxwyOQmqUSqXXK41iWHJR0FsNcUIsAmybFA0ojTg&oe=67090393	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Artistry of Face	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,270	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106269}'	No	2024-10-06 20:10	active	1586	The Story Behind Best Shift Hockey	The brand that's made by our hockey family for yours! Here's how it started & who we are! Hi! I'm Kelly! I left my corporate job to start a clothing brand created especially for hockey families. After attempting to find cute, high quality hockey themed gifts for my kids during Black Friday shopping 9 years ago, I quickly realized that there were not nearly the same options for hockey families as there were for other popular sports. With more than 1.4 MILLION registered hockey players in North America, and knowing first hand how dedicated & proud hockey families are of their sport & their community, I knew I had to do something to fill the gap! I researched suppliers, designs & responsible manufacturing diligently while learning how to build a website, dabble in graphic design & create strategic partnerships within the hockey community. Early on, we partnered with collegiate hockey, youth hockey organizations, the NWHL & NHL teams to provide unlicensed clothing & accessories to their fan bases that truly connected with hockey families. Now we are a growing family business dedicated to reaching as many hockey families across North America as we can to bring smiles to faces & a stronger connection to the sport & community that has been such a part of all of our lives. Best Shift Hockey is made for players, fans & the extended family of everyone that loves hockey. True story: We still say "Thank You!" out loud when every order is placed & still end the day in awe & appreciation of every website visitor! We are so thankful for each and every one of you. With so much appreciation, Kelly Best Shift Hockey	SHOP_NOW	https://bestshifthockey.com/	Best Shift Hockey Company	https://www.facebook.com/BestShiftHockey/	5,750	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	bestshifthockey.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://bestshifthockey.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462267538_4028230077413417_2794206232837002213_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rztGeefsXDkQ7kNvgEKBgKV&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AW3RCNZpZohqIPnDaOVEpZ7&oh=00_AYBHsizfr0WOBLs1_6p9qmhGVZ_j80SYZLnZNR11vR8GRg&oe=670901B5	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Best Shift Hockey Company	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,459	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	Make EVERY family photo session a SUCCESS!	Family Photographers: Are you tired of feeling overwhelmed during photo shoots? Mini Sessions making you feel uninspired with awkward poses, scrolling for ideas on your phone, not knowing what to do next and clients calling the shots. It's time to take control! Master your Family Portrait with my SESSION SUCCESS + POSING COURSE! Learn from my decades of experience: • Pre-session prep • Location mastery • Time management hacks • Posing like a pro • And more • Posing like a pro • And more!	LEARN_MORE	https://rebekahkay.com/posingcourse?fbclid=fbclid	Rebekah Kay Photography	https://www.facebook.com/rebekahkayphoto/	2,668	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	rebekahkay.com	VIDEO		https://rebekahkay.com/posingcourse?fbclid=fbclid	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462095537_2640583159446444_4469143218447193346_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pr273ptAj_MQ7kNvgEtqHVC&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ai8epqXvuaHluwuXm7UBODd&oh=00_AYDK9S-90ynyEc9Y4XNIc4eaX7n9gsh7tNXVY-whTE3XoA&oe=6708F67B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Rebekah Kay Photography	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,366	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106363}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	Grace Kelly	𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐱𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 & 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐘 and her Band return to Jimmy’s Jazz & Blues Club on 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑, 𝐚𝐭 𝟕:𝟑𝟎 𝐏.𝐌. 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝐿𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔!! “𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅… 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅.” — 𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑵𝑩𝑬𝑨𝑻 𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑨𝒁𝑰𝑵𝑬 “𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒘𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈." — 𝑾𝒀𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑵 𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑺𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑺 "𝑰’𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒂𝒛𝒛 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑲𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚.” — 𝑵𝑷𝑹 “𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒂𝒙𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚.” — 𝑫𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑫 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑩𝑶𝑹𝑵 “𝑨 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆.” — 𝑱𝑶𝑵 𝑩𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑬 “𝑪𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒐𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔…𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒔.” — 𝑵𝑬𝑾 𝒀𝑶𝑹𝑲 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑺 𝐀𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐲, 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐚𝐱𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐳𝐳 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 with sold-out concerts, 13 acclaimed albums and a resume that includes performing at the Hollywood Bowl and as part of the house band for “The Late Show with Stephen Colbert” – all before reaching her mid-twenties. 𝐊𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲’𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟏𝟒 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐬 playing an original composition arranged for the legendary orchestra; she has since then played over 900 shows as bandleader in 35 countries at venues like the Kennedy Center and Moscow Symphony Hall and for the Montreal, Newport, and Montreux International Jazz Festivals. Touted for her scorching saxophone stylings and purring vocals, Kelly has performed and recorded with renowned artists including Lin-Manuel Miranda, Dave Brubeck, Lee Konitz, Phil Woods, Huey Lewis, Harry Connick Jr., Gloria Estefan, Questlove, and Wynton Marsalis. 𝐊𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 “𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫” 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 “𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞” 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 9 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐥 “𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐱𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞” from the age of 17 in 2009 and winning the poll in 2017 (Youngest ever named to Downbeat Critics Poll in 2009.). She has also won multiple ASCAP Composer Awards, Boston Music Awards, and International Songwriting Awards. She has appeared as a featured performer in films and television, including acclaimed documentary “Sound of Redemption: The Frank Morgan Story”, Amazon’s Emmy-nominated original series “Bosch”, and featured in the 2017 Emmy-winning Yamaha production “The Right Note”. 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐳𝐳 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, Kelly’s state-of-the-art brand of electro jazz-pop and inventive digital content are pushing her to the forefront of the fusion scene, alongside names like Snarky Puppy, Jacob Collier, Cory Henry, Robert Glasper, Jon Batiste, and Too Many Zooz. 𝐊𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲’𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. Performing her musical stylings with great panache, Grace’s infectious positivity and charismatic stage presence make for thrilling live performances! 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐳𝐳 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. She has taught thousands of students to become more confident performers and players both online and in-person, including a guest teaching residency at the internationally renowned Berklee College of Music. Grace Kelly is a Yamaha Artist. 𝐓𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐱𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 & 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐘 at Jimmy’s Jazz & Blues Club on 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑, 𝐚𝐭 𝟕:𝟑𝟎 𝐏.𝐌. are NOW On-Sale on Ticketmaster, Facebook Events, and Jimmy’s Website at: https://jimmysoncongress.com/event/grace-kelly-5/ – 𝑫𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 - 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔 --- (and our 𝑨𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅-𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒕)- 𝒂𝒕 5:30 𝒑𝒎!! 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐭: https://www.instagram.com/jimmysjazzblues/ 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐲'𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐳𝐳 & 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 & 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐭: https://jimmysoncongress.com/events/ - 𝑶𝑼𝑻𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑵𝑬𝑾 2023 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑾𝑺 𝑶𝑵-𝑺𝑨𝑳𝑬 𝑵𝑶𝑾!! 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐧-𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐲'𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐳𝐳 & 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐄𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭: www.jimmysoncongress.com/subscribe to stay informed on Upcoming Shows, New Artist Announcements, Promotional Offers, Ticket On-Sale Dates, Special Performances, Sunday Jazz Brunch, and much more!! Thank you!! 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐲'𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐳𝐳 & 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 allowing for advanced purchasing of tickets can be found on our website - https://jimmysoncongress.com/jimmys-inner-circle/ - thank you to all 800+ of our current members for your support!! 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒, 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 & 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. Jimmy’s Jazz & Blues Club offers a rare and spectacular venue to host important corporate functions, weddings, intimate or large-scale social gatherings, private parties, and memorable celebrations!! If interested, please email: events@jimmysoncongress.com or fill out Jimmy's Event Request Form at: https://jimmysoncongress.com/book-an-event/ 𝐉𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬. Current job openings are available at: www.TheLabrieGroup.com. #JimmysJazzAndBluesClub #PortsmouthNH #JimmysJazzBlues #Jazz #JazzMusic #JazzClub #SupperClub #Saxophonist #SingerSongwriter #GraceKelly #GraceKellyMusic #LiveJazz #LiveBand #DinnerAndMusic #DinnerAndDrinks #Dinner #EatLocal #FarmToTable #LiveMusic #MusicLover #Music #MusicIsLife #TheJimmysExperience	BUY_TICKETS	https://ticketmaster.evyy.net/c/253158/264167/4272	Jimmy's Jazz & Blues Club	https://www.facebook.com/JimmysJazzBlues/	44,843	1969-12-31 18:00	Buy Tickets	ticketmaster.evyy.net	DCO	https://ticketmaster.evyy.net/c/253158/264167/4272?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ticketmaster.com%2Fgrace-kelly-portsmouth-new-hampshire-10-23-2024%2Fevent%2F010060F3DA9C9A03	https://ticketmaster.evyy.net/c/253158/264167/4272?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ticketmaster.com%2Fgrace-kelly-portsmouth-new-hampshire-10-23-2024%2Fevent%2F010060F3DA9C9A03	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462200274_497211333143362_7935327639440337007_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=5pVkfF2OXxkQ7kNvgHKrA4I&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AI_OleTc5w4OpM0mva9_jVp&oh=00_AYCnbb2l79OVpnFrvkvWR536u-UqtLH-hTH01gmbKxjs6A&oe=67090461	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Jimmy's Jazz & Blues Club	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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