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1,801,179	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	828825802608838	Revolutionary Orthopedic Insole	I have to admit, when my doctor told me to go home and order them I wasn’t confident my money was being well spent. Boy was I wrong! Best purchase ever! Foot pain, gone. Knee pain 90% better and improving. Back (suffered a broken back), much better! I’m confident with continued use I will be better than I have been in years! Thank you! -C. Rousseau Our Insoles are shown to provide relief from: • Burning • Tingling • Numbness • Swelling • Neuropathy • Plantar Fasciitis • Back pain • Hip Pain • Knee Pain • Shin Pain • Neuromas • Sciatica	SHOP_NOW	https://kboloaryil.com/products/revolutionary-orth	168245783245485	Kelly Reiff	https://facebook.com/100079448141166	1,110	4	1,168,437,407,644,797	2024-05-14 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	1	0	0	Shop now	Kelly Reiff	120211211059440531	kboloaryil.com	NONE	video		https://kboloaryil.com/products/revolutionary-orthopedic-insole		2024-05-14 11:23	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/442467766_419974730841794_86097206165662012_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=e7rxcbnLtnkQ7kNvgGqFe8v&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYCf8xzeSxGzvx3ahQUSaXpVf78Q4sTWhWb8MeWxoXAR6w&oe=6649D384	person_profile	Kelly Reiff	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441359734_1615176295971227_8549703692987668677_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=A8ArbtjP0ecQ7kNvgFatHwB&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYBJMXNXAtnTD2W5mcCMTwUClM3h3B_z0xFIdd-wh4QNuQ&oe=6649C7DB	3	Kelly Reiff	2024-05-14 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,801,182	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801558}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	733802022026784	Want To See This HR-V?	Certified Pre-Owned 2022 Honda HR-V Sport<br /> VIN: 3CZRU5H17NM717080 <br /> STOCK: 248543A<br /> <br /> Recent Arrival! Clean CARFAX. Collision Avoidance System, Collision Warning System, Touchscreen Controls, Backup Camera, Automatic Headlights, Apple CarPlay, Android Auto, Voice Recognition, Bluetooth Hands-Free, Low tire pressure warning, Radio: AM/FM Stereo Audio System (180-Watt), Roof rack: rails only, Telescoping steering wheel, Tilt steering wheel, Wheels: 18" Matte-Black Alloy. 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1,801,193	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801558}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	1378357966166314		Get ready to experience the ultimate in luxury and performance with the 18 Chevy Tahoe Premier. This top-of-the-line SUV offers a spacious interior, powerful engine, and cutting-edge technology features. Whether you're cruising around town or hitting the open road, the 18 Chevy Tahoe Premier delivers a smooth and comfortable ride. With its sleek design and impressive capabilities, this SUV is perfect for families, adventurers, and everyone in between. Upgrade your driving experience with the 18 Chevy Tahoe Premier today. Click the link below for more info! <br /> <br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.kellygrimsleykia.com%2Fused-Odessa-2018-Chevrolet-Tahoe-Premier-1GNSCCKC4JR338045&h=AT2YSlXBRUQl1jF8PAxQrf4yO0JUoe0nyGCyA6rhPgWd2PQ99ebOxDIkVVdyGo82be2GW6Vp-pwVtPH79Icqbox5Yeusd-Gum1Eng3Nb4WSwraX75_NZTUZO-_7SlU7S74TYmPZc3UK3vA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.kellygrimsleykia.com/used-Odessa-2018-Chevrolet-Tahoe-Premier-1GNSCCKC4JR338045</a>	MESSAGE_PAGE		137096839716318	Kelly Grimsley KIA - Odessa, TX	https://facebook.com/KellyGrimsleyKiaOdessaTX	3,964	1	1,444,122,736,237,651	2024-05-14 02:00	regular_page	eligible	NONE	0	1	1	Send message	Kelly Grimsley KIA - Odessa, TX	120212302178400260		NONE	multi_images				2024-05-14 11:02	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441404628_1095240551579124_6883476875809569183_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=WN6gkDTNgvMQ7kNvgEErjzN&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDhmbqcocC1cHQ0PuSaPyjjqon63_z1S1CPrBg_QXZ_SA&oe=6649C94B	person_profile			3	Kelly Grimsley KIA - Odessa, TX	2024-05-14 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,801,183	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801184}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	806775804847956	Kelly Cup Playoffs		LEARN_MORE	https://www.ticketmaster.com/kansas-city-mavericks	146792908694204	Kansas City Mavericks	https://facebook.com/KCMavericksHockey	50,942	1	446,465,254,597,041	2024-05-14 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn More	Kansas City Mavericks	120210700694660750	ticketmaster.com	NONE	carousel		https://www.ticketmaster.com/kansas-city-mavericks-tickets/artist/2389635		2024-05-14 11:11	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/435921230_1581483825728757_4520844547192360216_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xB2is4AUSIEQ7kNvgEp3xz0&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYBpUXtJuCPRJMD6tZy1ZrcsAhCK_pq_p-R7laldDGy2GA&oe=6649C579	person_profile	xyz-Kansas City Mavericks	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/443717606_474146561838500_4667249905679115509_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=58izDfPSaQYQ7kNvgGjlhDG&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYACm0xfpfRGm1US3RczwilAkHWYqmfH2XMyTu04X7278g&oe=6649E37A	3	Kansas City Mavericks	2024-05-14 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,801,188	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801189}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	1815007922314762	Free Consults!		LEARN_MORE	https://bit.ly/3uPj78n	96766707409	Clear Passage Physical Therapy	https://facebook.com/clearpassage	9,401	1	425,734,716,602,136	2024-05-14 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn More	Clear Passage Physical Therapy	120210776201500120	clearpassage.com	NONE	carousel		https://bit.ly/3uPj78n		2024-05-14 11:05	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441525074_6739900089446237_7652531446768612325_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oz7MhesiOnAQ7kNvgGk4WnM&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCCBmWDycWqwjQe8rk7-D88oFOJ3IKbCDudW62k2DCQ4A&oe=6649CBA5	person_profile			3	Clear Passage Physical Therapy	2024-05-14 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,801,195	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801200}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	314207705046105	Read with Your Ears➤➤	"I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ <br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> ***<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> 4 hours earlier<br /> I woke up in a very good mood. I am finally eighteen and today is the day I find my mate. It actually depends on both sides. If they are of age, they'll find each other soon enough, seventeen is the youngest you can be when you find your mate.<br /> However, most of the time, the guy or the girl have to wait for their other half to come of age, which I think is a great idea.<br /> Yes, I'm a werewolf, specifically the current Beta's daughter and soon to be Beta's sister. The disappointment of the family. But that's okay; I'm not very inclined to make them proud or follow in their footsteps, but mostly they want Alex to do it.<br /> Don't get me wrong. I'm not abused or bullied; except for the occasional remarks, shunned from society, the usual stuff.<br /> They say I'm ugly, but I know better than to believe that. I could have been popular due to my blue eyes and gold speckles, blonde hair and hourglass figure. But I like to keep to myself. Plus my hair was naturally blonde unlike my mother's peroxide bleached hair that comes out of bottles and pricey extensions. Actually, dad and Alex both have brown hair so I don't know how I have blonde hair. For months, I even checked the roots of my hair to find some sort of discoloration to prove that even my hair was bleached. But in vain.<br /> My mom was the stereotypical cheerleader in high school while my dad was the “douche” and quarterback. Apparently they want me to be like them, and social hierarchy exists in packs as well. And my brother is following our parents footsteps, sleeping with more than half of the population, while I'm not.<br /> They revel in attention and bullying people who are lower than them, as they say. To the outside world, my family and I love each other. On the inside it’s an extreme hate relationship, something the pack is aware of except for the Alpha and Luna.<br /> If they knew the truth, my parents, Tiffany and Mark, would lose their respect and beloved Alex's position would be taken away from him. Which would obviously take his popularity down a notch. Horrifying for him. Entertaining for me.<br /> Anyways, today is also the soon-to-be Alpha's eighteenth birthday. James Rodriguez.<br /> Sometimes I wonder how someone as sweet and kind as Diana and George, produce a kid like James.<br /> In short, James is the snobby player. It’s actually really surprising how none of the girls are pregnant yet...<br /> Back to me, I dressed up with more care than usual. I wore a baby pink sundress with black gladiator sandals. I applied a bit of winged liner to make my eyes pop. I've always read stories about loving mates. Who knows how much of it is true? For all I know, it’s some made up fantasy to make mates seem like the ultimate endgame. Maybe one day, I would meet my mate and then we could run away towards the sunset............or something, I don't really care.<br /> Apparently, all mates are compatible with their other half. It’s like love at first sight and the males getting all possessive about their mates is very appealing and a turn on, or so I've heard.<br /> It's all hearsay. And I think it’s stupid. It’s like the males are all custom made robots. Why else would their behavior be so alike?<br /> And there was a paragraph about heat and shifting and marking. Maybe, my mate's gonna go all caveman on me and tear my throat out.<br /> I'm just kidding, morbid thoughts on my birthday are kind of my thing. And its wishful thinking. I don't care. He might even be an omega and I still wouldn't care. Even if he's a human, it wouldn't matter. And if he's not in this pack then..... Oh well... It's better for me. I don't want to stay in a pack where I have no respect and people treat me bad. Status had once mattered to me. But when you have parents like mine, you kind of start praying not to ever be like them.<br /> Not once did they look at me but of course, Alexander was doted on by everyone. Kids. Parents. Friends. You name it.<br /> Apparently, it's because he's a boy. And according to my mother, girls are good for getting screwed, getting hit on, obeying their men, acting flirty along, and popping out heirs.<br /> And lucky for you all, my mother happens to be exhibit A.<br /> You should all be jealous because it's not everyday that you have a live walking, talking example to show the word and tell them what a hoe your mother is.<br /> Third Person POV <br /> Nikolina walked to school as she was not allowed a car. Though Alex was the proud owner of a shiny Silver Volvo. Double standards were very common in the Reed family. She had always wanted her own car, something that was a stunning shade of bright canary yellow, but that dream was nowhere close to becoming a reality.<br /> All of a sudden, she smelt an amazing scent; peppermint and honey. Lydia purred and rolled around in happiness, barely able to contain her excitement.<br /> On searching for the source, her eyes met warm, hazel orbs. His eyes expressed lust and adoration as they raked all over her body.<br /> Realization finally hit her hard when she saw that James-freaking-Rodriguez was her mate! The next Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack. And he was Portia's long-standing boyfriend.<br /> You know what he did next? James went back to groping the head cheerleader. “Portia.... “ Oh, sorry. Rookie mistake. Portia Scott.<br /> Tears threatened to fall while her wolf Lydia whimpered, seeing her mate touch another...<br /> “Our mate is beautiful.” James's wolf, Jace said. Nikolina was more than just beautiful. Many males of the pack thought she was gorgeous but never mentioned it out loud due to the fear of facing Alex's wrath. Alex was the one to start it all: the petty insults, the hateful words and making an outcast out of her. Others had just followed his footsteps. And of course, some of the girls were shallow enough to find happiness by making Nikolina feel miserable, because they were insecure about themselves.<br /> But the main issue was, though James thought Nikolina was pretty, he would never accept her as his mate and Luna. Though she was Beta Mark's daughter and was of high status, both him and his ego considered her a nobody. He knew about the insults and he had done it as well. In his eyes, she was worthless and all everyone ever did was talk down on her and she never fought back.<br /> He couldn't have a... thing like that as his mate. Beauty just wasn't enough for him, being a ruthless woman was a requirement.<br /> “She might be beautiful but I don't want her. She's a nobody. If people know that she is my mate, I would become the laughing stock of my pack. Seriously, people walk all over her. She can never be my Luna.” That was the thought going through his mind as he sucked on Portia's neck hard enough to bruise.<br /> “Ow! You're hurting me, boo! You know Kelly has my concealer today.” Portia whined but still made no move to shove James away. She just proceeded to grind her lower body into James and trying to get as close as humanly possible without getting rid of her clothes in public.<br /> James finally pried Portia off his body and walked towards his mate. In some ways, Portia was like a bloodsucking leech or an annoying wart, never leaving without a fight.<br /> “Baby, where are you going? I need you!” Her voice was like a cat dragging its claws across a board.<br /> James just signalled her to shut up before walking towards his mate. He would do the right thing, of course, as the future Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack and give Nikolina what she deserves.<br /> He stopped in front of her and asked, “What's your name?”<br /> “Nikolina,” she stated. He soon noticed that she had no friends and no car and he felt the curious stares on his back as everyone's attention was on him.<br /> “I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ As he rejected her, Jace whimpered and cowered. And James felt bad but he knew this was the right thing to do for himself and the pack. From his perspective, Nikolina was someone who brought out the worst in people and Portia was way more deserving to be his mate and Luna, considering that she was fearless and wasn't afraid to fight dirty for her rights.<br /> James was an egoistic douche bag who mistook petty behavior for fearless but he was blinded by the greed for power and popularity.<br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. She would have collapsed if not for the anger that surged through her. She was furious. At James. The Moon Goddess. Not realizing how painful rejection was. Her fate. It was a never ending list.<br /> It felt like she was being drowned in liquid bleach, her lungs burned and she saw red. Anger took over the pain she was feeling and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.<br /> Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> “I, Nikolina Reed, accept your rejection as my mate and Alpha. I sincerely hope you get the clap!”<br /> With that, she turned on her heel and left the school premises.<br /> “Who needs a mate? Especially someone like James. People like him need girls like Portia by their sides, who cater to their whims and needs and whatever freaky carnal desire they might have.” Nikolina thought darkly. She wasn't going to give in to her pain and this rejection was the final push that encouraged her to chase after her freedom and break bonds with the family who had clipped off her wings.<br /> James felt a tiny bit of hurt realizing that she didn't even think twice before accepting the rejection and all he could wonder was how did she not burst into tears or grovel at his feet to take her back. Jace did not talk. He just whimpered, feeling the loss of his mate. Before James could think of it anymore, Portia dragged him to an empty classroom to distract her beloved Jamie boo. It seemed as if James wasn't the least bit affected by the incident with Nikolina, because his actions didn't falter as he hitched Portia's skirt up and ripped her panties, drilling her like an animal and releasing himself on her clothes and face as he left her alone to clean up.<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> “Well, he can go drill his toy as much as he wants.” I thought darkly while making my way towards home. All Lydia did was whimper. The moment I saw James, I knew something like this was bound to happen. You don't have any expectations when someone like him is supposed to be your destined mate. He was born with a big ego and he can just stuff it up his.<br /> “Maybe he regrets hurting us, you know.” Lydia whimpered.<br /> Before I could reply, searing hot pain flooded my senses. I felt myself fall on the pavement and the pain started to become more intense. It is obvious, isn't it? He's already drilling someone just minutes after rejecting me. It felt like my body was set on fire and the blistering flames charred my skin.<br /> I slowly got up and almost keeled over as my vision turned white. Dizziness washed over me. I had to clench my fists and dig my fingers hard enough to draw blood. Getting away from him and this stupid pack is my best bet. He was doing it intentionally considering the fact he knows that we're both connected unless one of us dies or gets marked by another. Walking never felt so strenuous and with every step I had to force myself to not curl up on the pavement and cry. I know I deserve someone better but I did want to cry my pain away.<br /> After what seemed like hours, the pain slowly ebbed away. Painful times ahead. The only problem is that the mate bond doesn't break even after being rejected. Only if the rejected is marked by the first mate or by another, or if one of the mates die, will the bond break.<br /> I entered my house and went to my room to pack my bags. You know, in every werewolf story the rejected mate writes letters before leaving. There's no logic to it. I mean, don't you get it? No one cares if you leave. No one cares if you die. No one cares if you slit your throat or get molested or murdered. That's the harsh truth. Why should I open my feelings on a letter make them feel pity? I can just run away and live my best life, away from them. It's not like they will send out search teams for you.<br /> I don't want pity. I can do better than that. I picked up my red lipstick and wrote in capitals before leaving. I know I'm dramatic but it serves them right. They'll remember this for years to come: women can walk away without feeling a twinge of guilt or regret.<br /> Showing vulnerability would only make me seem weak and I've let people walk over me way too many times.<br /> My mom was probably busy getting her hair done or something. That's the only thing she ever does. Or her nails. Or maybe she was out shopping with snobby people like herself. It's obvious that birds of a feather flock together. The only thing I ever liked about her is that she cooked for us, sometimes. Mom made a mean lasagna.<br /> Dad was probably with Alpha George. That's usually where he is. But then again, he also has this terrible habit of getting drunk during daylight hours. And once he even groped some other girl in front of the whole pack. Mom turned an ugly shade of red as she kicked him in the crotch. Those were the good days. It was fun when he laid on the couch with a bag of frozen peas on his groin and mom was nowhere around.<br /> Leaving was better for me anyway. Nothing was tying me down to this place. No friends. No proper family. I would be doing myself and them a favor.<br /> I took my dad's sleek black Porsche for my escapade. I might as well leave loaded and in style, besides it's high time I had a car.<br /> Just as I reached the pack border, I said, “I, Nikolina Reed, break all ties with the Solaris Eclipse Pack.” The patrol guards looked at me, but its not like they would stop me.<br /> The pack links broke and with that I revved up the engine and sped through the borders, driving towards my new life. A better life. It was a blessing that this pack did not care enough to stop me. <br /> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br /> To enjoy more: Download our APP, search audiobook id 99168 and hear the complete version!	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1,801,198	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	433776526285188	Read with Your Ears➤➤	"I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ <br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> ***<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> 4 hours earlier<br /> I woke up in a very good mood. I am finally eighteen and today is the day I find my mate. It actually depends on both sides. If they are of age, they'll find each other soon enough, seventeen is the youngest you can be when you find your mate.<br /> However, most of the time, the guy or the girl have to wait for their other half to come of age, which I think is a great idea.<br /> Yes, I'm a werewolf, specifically the current Beta's daughter and soon to be Beta's sister. The disappointment of the family. But that's okay; I'm not very inclined to make them proud or follow in their footsteps, but mostly they want Alex to do it.<br /> Don't get me wrong. I'm not abused or bullied; except for the occasional remarks, shunned from society, the usual stuff.<br /> They say I'm ugly, but I know better than to believe that. I could have been popular due to my blue eyes and gold speckles, blonde hair and hourglass figure. But I like to keep to myself. Plus my hair was naturally blonde unlike my mother's peroxide bleached hair that comes out of bottles and pricey extensions. Actually, dad and Alex both have brown hair so I don't know how I have blonde hair. For months, I even checked the roots of my hair to find some sort of discoloration to prove that even my hair was bleached. But in vain.<br /> My mom was the stereotypical cheerleader in high school while my dad was the “douche” and quarterback. Apparently they want me to be like them, and social hierarchy exists in packs as well. And my brother is following our parents footsteps, sleeping with more than half of the population, while I'm not.<br /> They revel in attention and bullying people who are lower than them, as they say. To the outside world, my family and I love each other. On the inside it’s an extreme hate relationship, something the pack is aware of except for the Alpha and Luna.<br /> If they knew the truth, my parents, Tiffany and Mark, would lose their respect and beloved Alex's position would be taken away from him. Which would obviously take his popularity down a notch. Horrifying for him. Entertaining for me.<br /> Anyways, today is also the soon-to-be Alpha's eighteenth birthday. James Rodriguez.<br /> Sometimes I wonder how someone as sweet and kind as Diana and George, produce a kid like James.<br /> In short, James is the snobby player. It’s actually really surprising how none of the girls are pregnant yet...<br /> Back to me, I dressed up with more care than usual. I wore a baby pink sundress with black gladiator sandals. I applied a bit of winged liner to make my eyes pop. I've always read stories about loving mates. Who knows how much of it is true? For all I know, it’s some made up fantasy to make mates seem like the ultimate endgame. Maybe one day, I would meet my mate and then we could run away towards the sunset............or something, I don't really care.<br /> Apparently, all mates are compatible with their other half. It’s like love at first sight and the males getting all possessive about their mates is very appealing and a turn on, or so I've heard.<br /> It's all hearsay. And I think it’s stupid. It’s like the males are all custom made robots. Why else would their behavior be so alike?<br /> And there was a paragraph about heat and shifting and marking. Maybe, my mate's gonna go all caveman on me and tear my throat out.<br /> I'm just kidding, morbid thoughts on my birthday are kind of my thing. And its wishful thinking. I don't care. He might even be an omega and I still wouldn't care. Even if he's a human, it wouldn't matter. And if he's not in this pack then..... Oh well... It's better for me. I don't want to stay in a pack where I have no respect and people treat me bad. Status had once mattered to me. But when you have parents like mine, you kind of start praying not to ever be like them.<br /> Not once did they look at me but of course, Alexander was doted on by everyone. Kids. Parents. Friends. You name it.<br /> Apparently, it's because he's a boy. And according to my mother, girls are good for getting screwed, getting hit on, obeying their men, acting flirty along, and popping out heirs.<br /> And lucky for you all, my mother happens to be exhibit A.<br /> You should all be jealous because it's not everyday that you have a live walking, talking example to show the word and tell them what a hoe your mother is.<br /> Third Person POV <br /> Nikolina walked to school as she was not allowed a car. Though Alex was the proud owner of a shiny Silver Volvo. Double standards were very common in the Reed family. She had always wanted her own car, something that was a stunning shade of bright canary yellow, but that dream was nowhere close to becoming a reality.<br /> All of a sudden, she smelt an amazing scent; peppermint and honey. Lydia purred and rolled around in happiness, barely able to contain her excitement.<br /> On searching for the source, her eyes met warm, hazel orbs. His eyes expressed lust and adoration as they raked all over her body.<br /> Realization finally hit her hard when she saw that James-freaking-Rodriguez was her mate! The next Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack. And he was Portia's long-standing boyfriend.<br /> You know what he did next? James went back to groping the head cheerleader. “Portia.... “ Oh, sorry. Rookie mistake. Portia Scott.<br /> Tears threatened to fall while her wolf Lydia whimpered, seeing her mate touch another...<br /> “Our mate is beautiful.” James's wolf, Jace said. Nikolina was more than just beautiful. Many males of the pack thought she was gorgeous but never mentioned it out loud due to the fear of facing Alex's wrath. Alex was the one to start it all: the petty insults, the hateful words and making an outcast out of her. Others had just followed his footsteps. And of course, some of the girls were shallow enough to find happiness by making Nikolina feel miserable, because they were insecure about themselves.<br /> But the main issue was, though James thought Nikolina was pretty, he would never accept her as his mate and Luna. Though she was Beta Mark's daughter and was of high status, both him and his ego considered her a nobody. He knew about the insults and he had done it as well. In his eyes, she was worthless and all everyone ever did was talk down on her and she never fought back.<br /> He couldn't have a... thing like that as his mate. Beauty just wasn't enough for him, being a ruthless woman was a requirement.<br /> “She might be beautiful but I don't want her. She's a nobody. If people know that she is my mate, I would become the laughing stock of my pack. Seriously, people walk all over her. She can never be my Luna.” That was the thought going through his mind as he sucked on Portia's neck hard enough to bruise.<br /> “Ow! You're hurting me, boo! You know Kelly has my concealer today.” Portia whined but still made no move to shove James away. She just proceeded to grind her lower body into James and trying to get as close as humanly possible without getting rid of her clothes in public.<br /> James finally pried Portia off his body and walked towards his mate. In some ways, Portia was like a bloodsucking leech or an annoying wart, never leaving without a fight.<br /> “Baby, where are you going? I need you!” Her voice was like a cat dragging its claws across a board.<br /> James just signalled her to shut up before walking towards his mate. He would do the right thing, of course, as the future Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack and give Nikolina what she deserves.<br /> He stopped in front of her and asked, “What's your name?”<br /> “Nikolina,” she stated. He soon noticed that she had no friends and no car and he felt the curious stares on his back as everyone's attention was on him.<br /> “I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ As he rejected her, Jace whimpered and cowered. And James felt bad but he knew this was the right thing to do for himself and the pack. From his perspective, Nikolina was someone who brought out the worst in people and Portia was way more deserving to be his mate and Luna, considering that she was fearless and wasn't afraid to fight dirty for her rights.<br /> James was an egoistic douche bag who mistook petty behavior for fearless but he was blinded by the greed for power and popularity.<br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. She would have collapsed if not for the anger that surged through her. She was furious. At James. The Moon Goddess. Not realizing how painful rejection was. Her fate. It was a never ending list.<br /> It felt like she was being drowned in liquid bleach, her lungs burned and she saw red. Anger took over the pain she was feeling and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.<br /> Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> “I, Nikolina Reed, accept your rejection as my mate and Alpha. I sincerely hope you get the clap!”<br /> With that, she turned on her heel and left the school premises.<br /> “Who needs a mate? Especially someone like James. People like him need girls like Portia by their sides, who cater to their whims and needs and whatever freaky carnal desire they might have.” Nikolina thought darkly. She wasn't going to give in to her pain and this rejection was the final push that encouraged her to chase after her freedom and break bonds with the family who had clipped off her wings.<br /> James felt a tiny bit of hurt realizing that she didn't even think twice before accepting the rejection and all he could wonder was how did she not burst into tears or grovel at his feet to take her back. Jace did not talk. He just whimpered, feeling the loss of his mate. Before James could think of it anymore, Portia dragged him to an empty classroom to distract her beloved Jamie boo. It seemed as if James wasn't the least bit affected by the incident with Nikolina, because his actions didn't falter as he hitched Portia's skirt up and ripped her panties, drilling her like an animal and releasing himself on her clothes and face as he left her alone to clean up.<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> “Well, he can go drill his toy as much as he wants.” I thought darkly while making my way towards home. All Lydia did was whimper. The moment I saw James, I knew something like this was bound to happen. You don't have any expectations when someone like him is supposed to be your destined mate. He was born with a big ego and he can just stuff it up his.<br /> “Maybe he regrets hurting us, you know.” Lydia whimpered.<br /> Before I could reply, searing hot pain flooded my senses. I felt myself fall on the pavement and the pain started to become more intense. It is obvious, isn't it? He's already drilling someone just minutes after rejecting me. It felt like my body was set on fire and the blistering flames charred my skin.<br /> I slowly got up and almost keeled over as my vision turned white. Dizziness washed over me. I had to clench my fists and dig my fingers hard enough to draw blood. Getting away from him and this stupid pack is my best bet. He was doing it intentionally considering the fact he knows that we're both connected unless one of us dies or gets marked by another. Walking never felt so strenuous and with every step I had to force myself to not curl up on the pavement and cry. I know I deserve someone better but I did want to cry my pain away.<br /> After what seemed like hours, the pain slowly ebbed away. Painful times ahead. The only problem is that the mate bond doesn't break even after being rejected. Only if the rejected is marked by the first mate or by another, or if one of the mates die, will the bond break.<br /> I entered my house and went to my room to pack my bags. You know, in every werewolf story the rejected mate writes letters before leaving. There's no logic to it. I mean, don't you get it? No one cares if you leave. No one cares if you die. No one cares if you slit your throat or get molested or murdered. That's the harsh truth. Why should I open my feelings on a letter make them feel pity? I can just run away and live my best life, away from them. It's not like they will send out search teams for you.<br /> I don't want pity. I can do better than that. I picked up my red lipstick and wrote in capitals before leaving. I know I'm dramatic but it serves them right. They'll remember this for years to come: women can walk away without feeling a twinge of guilt or regret.<br /> Showing vulnerability would only make me seem weak and I've let people walk over me way too many times.<br /> My mom was probably busy getting her hair done or something. That's the only thing she ever does. Or her nails. Or maybe she was out shopping with snobby people like herself. It's obvious that birds of a feather flock together. The only thing I ever liked about her is that she cooked for us, sometimes. Mom made a mean lasagna.<br /> Dad was probably with Alpha George. That's usually where he is. But then again, he also has this terrible habit of getting drunk during daylight hours. And once he even groped some other girl in front of the whole pack. Mom turned an ugly shade of red as she kicked him in the crotch. Those were the good days. It was fun when he laid on the couch with a bag of frozen peas on his groin and mom was nowhere around.<br /> Leaving was better for me anyway. Nothing was tying me down to this place. No friends. No proper family. I would be doing myself and them a favor.<br /> I took my dad's sleek black Porsche for my escapade. I might as well leave loaded and in style, besides it's high time I had a car.<br /> Just as I reached the pack border, I said, “I, Nikolina Reed, break all ties with the Solaris Eclipse Pack.” The patrol guards looked at me, but its not like they would stop me.<br /> The pack links broke and with that I revved up the engine and sped through the borders, driving towards my new life. A better life. It was a blessing that this pack did not care enough to stop me.<br /> <br /> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br /> Wanna continue this incredible story? Please download our App and search for novel ID: 99168!	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1,801,203	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801194}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	974871850627339	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"Make that one more for the lady" an attractive voice speaks sitting on the empty stool beside me.<br /> "Oh no sir I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me, I have money" I blurt letting an unsettling awkward laugh escape my lips.<br /> "ask? No miss I insist."<br /> "Besides I don't mind paying for a pretty lady like yourself." <br /> <br /> "I know it's a bit sudden, but I was hoping you'd be able to come in for the interview with Mr. West at twelve?"<br /> "Of course I can."<br /> "Wonderful to hear. We'll be seeing you soon, Miss Evans." <br /> <br /> "Miss Evans?" <br /> No wonder the women were so eager to be around this man. Without even seeing his face, I can see he is attractive.<br /> "Yes." <br /> He steadily scanned my form before finally resting his gaze on my face. The sight of his face caused my heart to practically sink to the bottom of my stomach. I could feel my cheeks heat up as my body hardens from the sudden reunion we were having.<br /> “It’s you?! You are my boss?!”<br /> <br /> ————————<br /> After entering the depressing building I observe my surroundings as a couple pushes past me to make their way to the dance floor without hesitating to even think the words excuse me.<br /> I've been in here no longer than 2 seconds and there is already something changing my mind.<br /> The guy outside didn't even check my ID, for all he knows this place could be filled with minors. Well, I'm not complaining, I'm one of the underage individuals exploring this crowded place.<br /> Witnessing the troubles that linger, How could anyone utter this place to be "Amazing" nothing here amazes me the slightest bit, besides the group of seemingly attractive men hovering in the corner of the building.<br /> Everything else seems to be falling off the rails. I can tell the DJ won't be up any longer, he looks as if he's about to give in any second and fall out. The place hasn't even been open for as long as 3 hours.<br /> These animals are lusting over each other and I could've sworn I saw a pair of panties being tossed into the thick atmosphere and immediately landing on some guy's top hat who didn't seem to notice.<br /> I could've exposed my pleased laughter from the sight of it, what kind of human doesn't feel a pair of underwear fall forcibly onto their head?<br /> No. Stop. My focus isn't meant to be on some helpless scrawny man. Instead, I should be searching for a masculine devil to take my newly built-in treasure.<br /> I'd try for one of the corner hotties if every single one didn't seem a little on the feminine side, mostly because two were wearing cropped tops and they had their hands in each other's pockets which seemed to be slightly gripping their tush.<br /> As if it wasn't obvious.<br /> Knocking me from my thoughts I feel two large muscular hands grip each side of my waist aggressively pulling my figure to theirs. He grinds his manhood against my hip whispering in my ear to just, "go with it."<br /> Before I could make my decision to fall into place here and go along with his slow close contact I catch sight of two beaming green eyes approaching us rapidly. The eyes belonging to a blonde who seemed to be the guy's girlfriend, she slaps him off of me with so much hatred he follows her out the door like a lost puppy willingly.<br /> And just when I thought I was about to fit in and lose my first time. I abruptly regret allowing myself to come here.<br /> Feeling embarrassed for that awkward situation I hasten out of the crowded spot and over to the bar through the crowd of hot sweaty people dancing sexually over each other.<br /> "Excuse me, sir?" I call out questionably to the surprisingly large man supposedly making drinks. He turns his focus to the cloth on the counter and gives it a sudden wipe before he acknowledges my presence.<br /> His face jerks up towards me and he smiles cutting his devilish dry expression into two. I sigh in relief as my worries disappear and I become more comfortable.<br /> "What can I get for you beautiful?" a smile creeps upon my round red lips and a laughing sound slips between them. I smack my lips and look down at his arm.<br /> "what would you recommend?" I ask using my flirtatious voice rubbing my fingers across his dark faded cliche tattoo.<br /> I am so ready to do this that if the guy would be a bartender, I wouldn't complain. He's handsome anyways.<br /> "The usual Steve"<br /> "Make that one more for the lady" an attractive voice speaks sitting on the empty stool beside me and the man behind the counter nods before walking over to get the drink the guy requested.<br /> I shift my desperate gaze towards the man with the admirable low rumble.<br /> The guy smiles before me as he hands that bartender-the cash. He puts a rolled-up stack into the bartender's hand and the bartender doesn't seem shocked by it like he was used to this kind of pay.<br /> "Oh no sir I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me, I have money" I blurt letting an unsettling awkward laugh escape my lips.<br /> "ask? No miss I insist" he nods.<br /> "Besides I don't mind paying for a pretty lady like yourself" he smirks mid-sentence giving me a slow powering wink.<br /> I turn my head as I feel the heat rise to my cheekbones by an uttering compliment from a ravishing man.<br /> He stands; towering over me, reaching his large, bruised but pretty hand out just inches away asking for mine as his natural setting aroma runs through my nose. His natural manly scent contained the perfect smell for any average guy.<br /> Just by looking at him, this man was definitely over 6 foot and I couldn't be more stunned. He looked even more ravishing before just standing over me. His persistent glare lead to my sore aching blushed cheeks.<br /> He seemed too good to be true, he had the patience as a nice and caring man you could easily fall for. Then on the other hand he had the looks and styles as a bad guy who would wreck you.<br /> I can say I've noticed more than five tattoos on him so far and only one appeared faded. His attire was bad boy material. He has black slightly ripped jeans that are folded just above his ankles, His natural brown hair darker on the dimmed dance floor with little strands falling onto his face.<br /> His shirt pure white beneath his all-black leather jacket with his tinted shades handing out of his back pocket. He seemed more put together than I had noticed but this was the exact style of a bad boy when I was just becoming a teen.<br /> Awaiting my response he stares at me using his glowing green eyes filled with life to bring jealousy and almost a boring look to my hazel ones forcing me to roll them while he isn't looking.<br /> Feeling the foolish rejection from the awkward silence due to my constant inner thoughts that lasted nearly a minute, he lets out a small laugh while looking to the floor clenching his contagious grin as it exposes his dimples.<br /> He seemed dangerous, liked he'd steal my heart and toss it when he's tired but then again he seems passionately aggressive like he'd come in the best possible way.<br /> No, Mia, you're not here to find love! You're here to dip! Don't you forget.<br /> I can feel his passion-filled eyes lurking my appearance. I pick up the shot that was sat in front of me and down it while still staring at this man's endangering grin.<br /> I smirk nodding my head as he grabs ahold of my hand pulling me to the dance floor and we dance all night occasionally ordering more to drink and before I knew it, my vision was beginning to blur and I was walking beside the drunk man out of the club and into the blooming night.<br /> I feel my sleep being interrupted and my eyelids flutter open from the knocking against the thick wooden door. My first sight is the massive reflecting glass glued above me as I stare back at myself.<br /> I move my gaze to my surroundings. I was in an unfamiliar area which seems to be a room paid high price for. The admirable king size bed sat centered in the room with my small form resting beneath the silk sheets.<br /> The Sunlight beams through the over sized window that exposed thecity inviting an empowering view of the 50 or less pedestrians strolling the freshly hardened concrete before the sky-scraping buildings.<br /> From this point of view I can hardly recognize the city that caught my interest. This had to be a part of the city I had never visited due to my non-existent transportation. It was intriguing, Outstandingly beautiful. From this very room the world seemed somewhat normal and everyone was abnormally happy. Children were laughing, parents were smiling and I was suddenly feeling at ease with creation.<br /> The light suddenly grabbing ahold of the glistening floor, I just barely caught sight of the walls. The timber wall stuck out in a variation of patterns, coated with a pure heavenly white paint which heightened the innocent smell of lit candle just inches away from me resting on the bed side table.<br /> I couldn't make out the actual scent of the candle but it smelt ravishing. The elegance of this space was far too classy for me.<br /> So why was I here to begin with?<br /> My wondering thoughts is blocked by a repeated knock at the door using the same force as before snatching me from my thought the minute I opened my eyes.<br /> My vision steadily gave a light blur as I felt the after affect of my heedless drinking last night. I pull my slender forearm up to my face placing my baby palm against my disturbed head creating a back and forth rubbing motion like I always do, believing it will godly heal my aching head once more.<br /> I sigh as I struggled to remember my reasons of so heavily drinking which was oddly scary since I haven't drank a day in my life. Except the time I sipped my grandfathers drink when I was seven and acted stupidly drunk following my older cousin, Ryan.<br /> I was always following her like I was willingly her puppet and thats exactly how she treated me. I only moved on her command and I hate recollecting the memories of her domineering hold on defenseless children.<br /> Still wincing from the throbbing heartbeat in the center of my forehead, the memories come flooding back and my eyes suddenly began to grow in disbelief.<br /> I left a club with a guy last night but why was I brought here? I can barely contemplate what went on last night. It's like the rest of the time being is a blur.<br /> Still confused on the purpose of my whereabouts I notice my pink tank top laying on a palish gray ottoman that is positioned near what seemed to be a living room.<br /> I only imagined a famous person to be paying for a room like this. This had to cost what 600$ a night?<br /> I definitely didn't have that kind of cash to step in front of the building, let alone be inside half undressed.<br /> Half undressed.<br /> I rarely ever sleep without being fully clothed so why was my shirt across the room and my pants non existent? So many thoughts were running through my head but only one stayed long enough for me to fully process it.<br /> Had I lost my first time?<br /> It only makes sense. Who would take me here after midnight and allow me to remove my clothes if we weren't getting intimate? Something had to have went down, but why can't I remember a thing past leaving the club.<br /> I've wanted nothing more than to lose my first time for the past year so why am I hoping nothing happened at all?<br /> I repeated that questions in my head for what seemed to be forever before another knock appeared at the door and a honeyed voice spoke low behind it,<br /> "Hello it's the cleaning service, is anyone there?"<br /> By the looks of it there had to be no lock to keep the door from being swung up and I was not up for some random women seeing me half dressed.<br /> Within 2 seconds I was pulling my shirt back over my head and slipping on my pants that were somehow hiding underneath the soft elevated bed.<br /> Before I could fully straighten out the sheets and pick up the rest of my things a short tan women wearing a black uniform with the words 'Jademan's Luxury Room' placed just above her bust onto a silver tag slowly enters the room searching the area for any signs of someone present and quickly stops once she sees me.<br /> "Oh I'm sorry miss, I didn't realize anyone was in here" she removes her fingers from holding onto the cart filled with cleaning supplies and throws them carelessly in the air covering her roundish freckled face.<br /> I wasn't surprised that the cleaning lady would show up around this time since anyone was required to be packed and out by 11 if they weren't paying for another room and it was far past 11. Plus she'd knocked more than once trying to get my attention.<br /> "It's fine ma'am I was just leaving" I laugh giving her a reassuring smile before pulling all my things together and bolting through the door and down out the hotel without saying another word to the lady.<br /> The vibration against my stomach awakened me from my restful sleep for the 4th time this week. My hand works its way to my phone without me budging the rest of my form. I can't possibly let another helpless notification or call- pull me from a comfortable position.<br /> With ease, my phone is rescued from my embrace and is placed into my sight. I click open my phone to check the interruption, immediately allowing the brightness to detach the vision from my eyes and shoot pain into them.<br /> After lowering the brightest, my pain levels were still high; I continue to force a squint amongst my expression allowing myself to read the message Kelli had sent to me a minute ago.<br /> Kelli's had to get going message reminds me that we nearly stayed up till four just having random talks and catching up as promised. I had confessed to her about me losing my first time<br /> After sending her a quick response, I reach up and place my phone back to where it was last night, hoping I'd still get a least two more hours in of sleep before I fully wake up. I yank my comforter over my head, fearing the rising sun playing a role in my discomforting rouse.<br /> I feel my sleep coming over as light slowly begins to fade before me. My eyes were becoming heavier, and my position was loosening. I was finally able to fall back to sleep after countless morning interruptions.<br /> Before I fall completely unconscious, my phone goes off once more, and my head is thrown into the air colliding it with the shelf above, creating a thud sound. My phone falls onto the pillow next to me, and I let out a low moan, rubbing my head rapidly.<br /> "Oh," I growl to myself as I pull the phone to my view and click on my lamp beside me.<br /> A number I didn't recognize popped up on my screen, earning a massive sigh from me. I'd usually ignore the call and go about my day, but something within-stood up begging me to answer and give the person for bothering my sleep.<br /> I took a deep breath and answered, pulling the phone to my ear.<br /> "Hello, who is this?" The words come out drowsier than I intended while silence lingers.<br /> The irritation arises, resulting in many harsh words fleeing my lips, "Listen, I don't know who you are or why you're calling me for the second time this morning, but I'd advise you to stop playing on my phone and get a life before I give you a reason to be silent."<br /> I hadn't even allowed the person on the other line to catch their breath, but I was willing to say everything I had to say before they could explain themselves.<br /> I can hear the other person clear their throat and I open my mouth to start again, but a man's voice speaks up before I get the risk, "Hi, this is Andrew Smith, and I am calling about your position interest here at West Corp. Agency. Sorry, Miss Evans, if now isn't a pleasant time."<br /> I feel the heat against my cheeks as the embarrassment fills my insides, provoking me to expand my mouth and let out a voiceless scream.<br /> I just ruined a rare opportunity at an award-winning job that I was trying to get into for weeks. My mom had suggested this job to me immediately once she saw the ad for it and hoped I'd try to get in.<br /> I didn't take in my mother's information until a couple of months after she died. I'd prepared myself to the fullest before I went for it. To think I wouldn't be accepted was agonizing. I've nearly worked my hip off to be the best fit for this position, and it would be wrecked all because I was yearning for sleep.<br /> I lift my body back up and pull the phone back to my ear, "I'm sorry for my rudeness sir, I'd mistaken you for someone else. Now is a great time" I found myself imposing my professional voice, hoping it'll rebuild my chances.<br /> I can almost hear the smile on his face, and it brought comfort to me, "It's entirely okay I've been through this same situation plenty of times. I know it's a bit sudden, but I was hoping you'd be able to come in for the interview with Mr. West at twelve?"<br /> "Of course I can," I blurt without thought, mentally, face-palming directly after.<br /> "Wonderful to hear. We'll be seeing you soon, Miss Evans," he conveys his final words before ending the call.<br /> I bite my lip anxiously, knowing I've been preparing myself for this specific exchange; I just can't help but feel bewildered by the abrupt schedule. Mr. West will be waiting for me in less than 2 hours, and mentally, this was more than I could handle. I have little to no chances left; what if I lose this?<br /> My mind was spinning with questions on how I'd cultivate this interview. Without further thought, I hurried to my bathroom to freshen up.<br /> I was nearly dressed when I caught sight of my reflection. I'd completely turned over; in the last months, this was the best I'd ever looked. The most professional I could get. I had finally styled my thick hair that shifted between a dark and light brown at different times. It always sat boringly brushed just above my shoulders or pinned back; I never really thought to style it since it's been at an awkward length until now; over a few months, it's grown tremendously.<br /> A gloss set against my lips as the black dress lengthened to the top of my knees-hugging my body; showing my proper feminine form. I topped it with a black button-up blazer and a simple pair of black heels reflecting once connected with light.<br /> If I'd ever thought to be formal, the last thing on my list would be a dress. I'd instead prefer a suit, but I settled with this since Kelly has been to multiple successful interviews and this is her typical go-to style.<br /> I did one last touching up to myself by adding some diamond earrings given to me as a parting gift from my grandmother. I grabbed ahold of my purse and my phone before guiding myself down the steps towards the door.<br /> "Where are you going? All dressed up. You look like a librarian" I turn my head towards the direction of the voice, and my brother stares back at me with a goofy smirk as he pops a chip into his mouth.<br /> I roll my eyes, adjusting my dress properly on my frame and checking my watch before responding to his oblivious question, "I have an interview in less than an hour, and I have to make it to the bus in time."<br /> "I already mentioned this but I guess that just shows how well you listen to me" I complain eyeballing him and he laughs shaking his head.<br /> "Actually you never said the interview was confirmed. I do listen, idiot," He mocks, rummaging through his pockets then tossing me his keys.<br /> "What's this for?" I question catching them.<br /> "I'm a proud big brother, so you can use my car, just don't crash it." he says, waving me out the door. Ethan never allowed me to use his car, even after receiving my license last year. This was huge; God is undoubtedly on my side today.<br /> I hopped into his car and drove towards the company, hoping there were places on the way and I'd be able to grab something to eat and make it there with time to spare. I can't afford to be late for my first interview with a prominent company.<br /> The short woman behind the Receptionist's desk gave me a warm, welcoming smile as she watched me approach her, "Hello, how can I help you?"<br /> "I'm here for the interview with Mr. West" I hesitantly respond flashing a smile.<br /> She nods, pulling her arms above the counter and types onto the computer while adjusting her glasses.<br /> "Ah, Miss Evans, the noon appointment, of course," she says, moving to slide her finger against the many words lying onto the white sheet of paper beside her.<br /> "I think it's great you've arrived 15 minutes early" she pauses, lowering her voice to a little above a whisper without moving her eyes from the paper as if she was pretending she was still looking for something.<br /> "There were many women today, dying for this position mainly to catch a glimpse of Mr. West's face."<br /> "When I noticed they all came out dissatisfied at different times. I realized West hadn't made it easy for them by the slight flaws they carried. Flaws as little as a smudge on their boots or coming in almost a minute late. He's insane" she was now speaking out the side of her mouth in an even lower tone sending chills through my veins.<br /> "So that's why I think it's great you came at such a time. Also, the visible nervousness will be a disadvantage to you; Mr. West strives for confidence, not fear. I wish you good luck Evans," She says, removing her finger and going back to what she was doing before I arrived.<br /> Her words were so rushed I practically found myself quieter than I'd ever been before; how hard was this West guy? Why we're all those women so excited to see his face? The last time I checked, he was a 69-year-old sweetheart who respected his employees.<br /> I suspected that was primarily why my mom suggested the position to me; easy to get through a man that had significant advantages to his job-Why would I think to pass it up?<br /> "You'll be notified when he's ready for you. You can take a seat over in the waiting area" she looks back up at me, putting back on her regular receptionist act while lifting her arm to point in the direction.<br /> I nod in return, hurrying over to the last empty seat, completely worried by her sudden change.<br /> For what felt like an hour, I sat anxiously waiting to be called and get this over with, occasionally glancing at the clock watching as the minutes slowly go by. I know the receptionist told me that fear wouldn't help me get this job, but I couldn't help but feel uneasy from her unexpected warning.<br /> If he'd decline people's request for this job so easily who knows what he'd do to me knowing I have little to no experience and I was acting like a newborn. Even though I worked hard to be exceptional for this, my mind was slowly being replaced and overcrowded by regrets and future judgemental remarks.<br /> No. I can't think like that, I haven't even seen his face to be this frightened. I shouldn't be intimidated by the thought of him just because of some lady's opinion. This was my only shot that I was not about to lose.<br /> For the remaining minutes, I let the scenery distract my mind. The place was impressive, the chairs were sorted nicely and had a pleasantly relaxing sight, and the actual leather feeling to the chair lived up to it.<br /> I glanced back over at the clock before hearing the continuous clicking of heels against the floor. The clicking disturbance grew closer and I realized she wasn't just passing through the waiting area, she was coming to get someone.<br /> My head shot her way, and her lips formed a smile while she held a clipboard in her clasp. I was one of the two people left in here but it was obvious she was coming for me since the other person was across the room. I stood up almost too fast, causing me to look even more foolish than before.<br /> She spoke, but her words were inaudible; I didn't need to hear what she was saying to know the time was coming for Mr. West to be prepared for me. My mind was clouding with millions of ways I could mess up during this talk and be humiliated like the rest of the poor women before me.<br /> Before I knew it, I approached the door that had the whole process behind it waiting to strike me. The door was slightly open with silence wavering inside, and the women still preferred to leave a soft knock.<br /> "Come in" his voice was dark and smooth, not like the many male voices that I was used to being around. This propelled my bottom lip to slide through my slightly open mouth while the women slowly pushed the door open. Before enabling the door to open, all the way, she turned on her heels and left without saying a word leaving me to face this man; everyone is so frightened with him alone.<br /> It felt like forever before the door finally opened and when it did I couldn't move my feet. I was too timid, and I didn't have stuff to say to the man sitting a few feet in front of me.<br /> "Close the door and take a seat in this chair," he takes the pen he had between his fingers and points to one of the two chairs in front of him without glancing in in my direction. He wasn't even the slightest bit interested. I can imagine him throwing me out in no time.<br /> "Miss Evans?" He speaks in a questioning tone still focusing his sight on his paper in front of him.<br /> This man was far from a 69 nine-year-old man. No wonder the women were so eager to be around this man, he had to be no older than 24 with muscles to die for, they weren't extremely big but they were visibly shown and swoonable. Charmingly dark brown hair to match his suit with a silver watch hugging his wrist. Without even seeing his face, I can see he is attractive.<br /> "Yes" the mere crack in my voice caused him to look up from what he was doing.<br /> He steadily scanned my form before finally resting his gaze on my face. The sight of his face caused my heart to practically sink to the bottom of my stomach. I could feel my cheeks heat up as my body hardens from the sudden reunion we were having.<br /> "Before we begin, I want to confirm you are at least 18 years of age" he let those few words escape his lips without hesitation if I hadn't confessed my age drunkenly on the dance floor.<br /> I know we both were undoubtedly drunk and out of it that night, but we shared a conversation and warm glances/smiles before we were even on the verge of buzzed. It looked as if I was the only one in the room to him, and now I was indeed the only one in the room, the same girl he left the bar with and the same girl he had intercourse with that night.<br /> The mere look in his eyes says it all; he remembers every ounce of me, and I would never forget the way I wanted more of him when I stared into his green eyes and back at his pink vibrant lips.<br /> "Yes I am"	LEARN_MORE	https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTc3MTQ1LzI	110914508634347	Fun002	https://facebook.com/100091317235649	44	1	436,874,342,399,223	2024-05-14 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn more	Fun002	120208257299670738	a.funstorys.com	NONE	video		https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTc3MTQ1LzIwMjQwNTEzMTUyMjMwL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}}		2024-05-13 02:36	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441925992_407718302226472_5106278434888470207_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=C2IO5hNnBhQQ7kNvgH7BMbv&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDVbkrv5ypYHz9-k518L_f39xSZ-pylc7UbUd8t_mSzwg&oe=6649E19E	person_profile	Fun002	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441586756_970696437667274_4823472971695421713_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SF8mjGfpvo8Q7kNvgGPq3er&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYBUJmvDscDcD06OYMoxx-UbGb8EgIv30E7i2jbrSa99Uw&oe=6649DA58	3	Fun002	2024-05-14 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,801,204	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801196}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	975874560698312	🔞🔞More exciting content in Rosyread	😫😫"I discovered that the day I was nearing death, he broke up with me. I had been his lover for five years, until his first love returned..."😫😫<br /> <br /> Chapter 1 Choice, Despair<br /> <br /> It was July, and it was a hot day in Kanac.<br /> <br /> However, Aaliyah Pearce felt cold as she stood at the doorway of the study room.<br /> <br /> Her trembling hands covered her big belly, and her breathing was uncontrollably rapid.<br /> <br /> The conversation between the two men inside the study room continued.<br /> <br /> "I didn't expect her condition to worsen under this circumstance either!"<br /> <br /> The man took a few drags of his cigarette heavily. "How many times do you still need to draw her blood?"<br /> <br /> "About three times, but merely drawing Aaliyah's blood won't help her anymore. She needs a bone marrow transplant as soon as possible!"<br /> <br /> As a doctor, Lena Turner was also sorry for him. But she had to force Kingsley Murphy to make a choice for the sake of her patient.<br /> <br /> "But, if I operate on her, you will definitely lose your baby."<br /> <br /> "Even if the baby miraculously survives, there's a high chance that the baby will have physical or mental disabilities due to the drugs. Moreover, Aaliyah will be in danger as well, so think carefully."<br /> <br /> The room fell appallingly quiet.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah looked nervously at the man through the door crack.<br /> <br /> She saw how he pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. He was cold like never before, and he was silent for a moment. "Abort the baby."<br /> <br /> "Arrange the surgery as soon as possible," he said indifferently.<br /> <br /> As Aaliyah heard his words, her pupils constricted and her body trembled violently.<br /> <br /> She could no longer bear to hear what they talked inside next.<br /> <br /> She turned around and fled to her room. She slammed the door hard which caused a loud noise as she locked the door.<br /> <br /> She rushed into the bathroom, took off the pajamas she was wearing, and looked at her back through the mirror.<br /> <br /> Her back, which should be fair and smooth, was full of dense needle holes, and there were bruises around it. It was caused by the lack of pressure after pulling out the needle.<br /> <br /> "Oh, no..."<br /> <br /> She covered her mouth in horror and sobbed tremulously.<br /> <br /> Since she had been pregnant, she had never bathed herself. Her husband always helped her take a shower, and she never bothered to pay attention to her back.<br /> <br /> Her mind flashed back to his abnormal gentleness to her in these days.<br /> 　　　 <br /> She suddenly realized that the tenderness that was shown to her was fake.<br /> <br /> No wonder she always felt tired recently, and always slept heavily at night.<br /> <br /> It turned out it was because someone came to draw her blood every night after she went to sleep.<br /> <br /> Now, she discovered that he married her, not because of love.<br /> <br /> But, he planned to take her blood and then take her life.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah caressed her nine-month-old belly with strength.<br /> <br /> Her baby was about to be born soon.<br /> <br /> She would never allow anyone to hurt her child.<br /> <br /> When the clock struck in the evening, both of them were gathered at the dinner table.<br /> <br /> The man was indifferent, but not as cold as he was in the study room.<br /> <br /> He served her a bowl of soup personally.<br /> <br /> "You are weak, so drink it."<br /> <br /> Since she was married to Kingsley for so long, he always had a commanding tone towards her. But she seemed to have forgotten about it since she was used to obeying him.<br /> <br /> But this time, after he spoke, Aaliyah's hand holding a fork paused in the air.<br /> <br /> She looked at the man who had been married to her for two years. It had been two years… At that moment, his tenderness was as intoxicating to her as a drug, but it also could be the reason for her life to vanish.<br /> <br /> He said that the baby should be aborted.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah got up so violently that the soup was splattered, and the bowl was shattered on the floor. She imagined it as if it was their marriage that had broken.<br /> <br /> The warm soup stained Kingsley's pants.<br /> <br /> Kingsley was about to burst into a rage, but he quickly suppressed his temper.<br /> <br /> He touched her forehead soothingly. "What's wrong? Do you want Lena to come over?"<br /> <br /> "And let Lena draw my blood?"<br /> <br /> Both of them fell into dead silence as if a lightning struck between them.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah bit her lip as she held back the tears in her eyes, and glared resentfully at Kingsley.<br /> <br /> She was waiting for his explanation.<br /> <br /> She was dragged to him, the man who always treated her in a roughest way.<br /> <br /> Kingsley's disguised gentleness had disappeared. "You already knew that?"<br /> <br /> Suddenly, his hand automatically grabbed her neck and strangled her hard. "Then you should know your situation. There's nothing you can do but to cooperate with us."<br /> <br /> Truthfully, she never had any right to make her own choice in front of him.<br /> <br /> The Murphy family was a rich and powerful family with huge business assets and ranked in the top 5 on the wealthiest family list.<br /> <br /> Kingsley was now the president of all their businesses, and at the top of their family.<br /> <br /> No one dared to stop him from doing what he wanted to do, and no one could stop him successfully.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah's tears were out of control when she saw the coldness in the man's eyes.<br /> <br /> She was having a difficulty in breathing as his grip on her neck got tighter, and her face reddened in pain.<br /> <br /> Kingsley, seeing her face, let her go as soon as he could and said gloomily, "Since you know all about it, think about what compensation you want and I will satisfy you as much as I can."<br /> <br /> He drew away without looking back, while she was pushed against the wall and fell to the floor.<br /> <br /> Compensation?<br /> <br /> Aaliyah closed her eyes. Is it possible that their marriage was a conspiracy from the very beginning?<br /> <br /> She shuddered. "Tell me who she is."<br /> <br /> The one who made him willing to sacrifice his wife and baby. Who is she?<br /> <br /> What kind of woman could occupy such an important place in his heart?<br /> <br /> Kingsley stopped in his tracks, not expecting her to ask that question.<br /> <br /> However, he didn't answer.<br /> <br /> "The surgery is scheduled in three days, so figure out what you want."<br /> <br /> Kingsley left without looking back. He would give her anything he could afford.<br /> <br /> As for what he couldn't give her, like his love, she should never think on it<br /> <br /> After the door was closed, Aaliyah's eyes opened with despair and sadness.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Chapter 2 Mutual Stubbornness<br /> <br /> <br /> Aaliyah packed her things up. As she walked to the door, she took one last look back at the room she had lived in for two years.<br /> <br /> The room was very cozy, clean, and filled with things he had let someone send over for her. Each of them was extravagant.<br /> <br /> But now, she found it disgustingly ridiculous to have such things.<br /> <br /> Rae saw her physically unwieldy and struggling to carry her heavy suitcase down the stairs.<br /> <br /> That strained appearance of her scared the servant. "Ma'am Aaliyah, what are you doing in the middle of the night? Give it to me!"<br /> <br /> "You are nine-months pregnant, don't move around. Mr. Kingsley will be worried about you and the baby!"<br /> <br /> Aaliyah could only give a mocking smile to herself as she heard her words.<br /> <br /> He wanted to kill her baby with his own hands. He never truly worry about her.<br /> <br /> She held back her tears, and her hoarse voice was even more pathetic. "Rae, deliver this message to him for me…"<br /> <br /> Aaliyah took a deep breath and finally added, "I've already emailed him the divorce settlement, and I'm not going to have any surgery."<br /> <br /> After that, regardless of what Rae said, she walked out the door with her suitcase.<br /> <br /> Every step of a pregnant woman who was about to give birth and walking around with a suitcase was heartbreaking .<br /> <br /> Suddenly, the rain started to drop heavily.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah stood in front of the villa, and was shivering in the cold already. However, she stepped out firmly even though she would be soaked through in the rain.<br /> <br /> The sound of the emergency brakes sounded, and the wheels splashed water all over Aaliyah's body.<br /> <br /> A man got out of the car and came to her side respectfully. "Ma'am Aaliyah."<br /> <br /> It was Robin Porter, one of the assistants around Kingsley.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah pretended she didn't see him, and walked past Robin as if he didn't exist.<br /> <br /> Robin stopped her. "Mr. Murphy asked me to take you to the hospital."<br /> <br /> After he said that, he grabbed her suitcase, and respectfully opened the car door for her.<br /> <br /> Many women would like to have the honor to sit in Kingsley's car.<br /> <br /> However, Aaliyah only felt that the car would drive her into hell.<br /> <br /> She was sure that as soon as she got into that car, she would be sent straight to hell.<br /> <br /> "I'm not going."<br /> <br /> "There was a sudden accident at the hospital and the operation had to be carried out ahead of schedule. Mr. Murphy said to bring you there at all costs. Ma'am Aaliyah, please don't make it difficult for me."<br /> <br /> Robin's tone sounded polite, but there was clearly a threat in his words.<br /> <br /> The corners of Aaliyah's mouth lifted with a touch of sadness as she realized that she had to go whether she wanted to or not.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> She was nine months pregnant, and there was no way that she could put up a fight with a strong man like him.<br /> <br /> The car made its way to the hospital and her voice remained calm. "If I don't go, that woman will die, won't she?"<br /> <br /> "Yes."<br /> <br /> "Then let her die."<br /> <br /> He chose the woman in the end despite knowing that she was pregnant and her child was about to be born.<br /> <br /> Robin weren't able to retort to her words.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah took a deep breath, looked out the window at Brimshaw Bridge, and spoke again, "Who is she?"<br /> <br /> "Sylvia Bell," he simply answered.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah's eyes widened and she was stunned with the name she heard.<br /> <br /> Sylvia Bell…How could it be Sylvia? How could she…?<br /> <br /> Aaliyah suddenly reached out and grabbed the steering wheel hard.<br /> <br /> Robin's panicked voice came out, "Ma'am Aaliyah, what are you doing? Let it go!"<br /> <br /> At the moment, Aaliyah couldn't hear anything and she was losing her rationality. She didn't want to extend Sylvia's life in exchange for her child's life. <br /> <br /> With just one push, the car crashed through the Brimshaw Bridge railings and the car fell straight into the river.<br /> <br /> The cold water was not letting her breath. Aaliyah had spread her hands and let the water wrap around her as if she was going to die peacefully.<br /> <br /> She felt an intense pain in her belly as if her baby also knew that they were abandoned and were about to die.<br /> <br /> The sound of car horns was deafening amid the long convoy of cars, which were blocked by the police cars and ambulances at the end of the bridge.<br /> 👉👉More exciting content, click to continue reading.👈👈	INSTALL_MOBILE_APP	http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.y	100344252868372	Kelly White	https://facebook.com/100086485784589	301	7	3,691,346,457,744,864	2024-05-14 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	1	1	0	Install now	Kelly White	120211161436400629	play.google.com	NONE	video		http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.yugong.rosyread		2024-05-11 02:46	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436210191_738937695115479_7474782130845443933_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=o7ekhFyv_DQQ7kNvgH8m0-e&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYCIiKmTwQITxSmlrLmh3I5pXjpiII6nFFlViEeEzecrtw&oe=6649D47D	person_profile	Kelly White	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436199647_470150039017949_5337537957336421387_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ggpanWQ3oOwQ7kNvgG02DVv&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYDsKPbYvIvF5L6nyZ2X2R-KA-YtZI36-0dwgkzZAS4ddw&oe=6649DB28	3	Kelly White	2024-05-14 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,801,205	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":0.9973611012053348,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	976175167434299	Read More 👉	Calvin is my boyfriend, and we have been together for many years. Although other people in the pack often bully me, if Calvin is around, I can persevere. On that day, Calvin's birthday, I found out that he had an affair with my sister, and I decided to leave the pack. Just as I was about to leave, Alpha King came to our pack, and he captured everyone.<br /> "You want her? She's a human!"<br /> The king released a roar that made every member of the pack flinch and drop their heads lower in submission. With my face only a few inches from the ground, I watched with terror as the king moved away from me and stood before my biggest bully Kate. <br /> The greater distance between us allowed me to see more of him. He was larger than the other Lycans, his body covered in knotted scars that were visible beneath his fur.<br /> His claw was the size of Kate's head as he punched it through her ch#st, ripping her heart out the other side and sending the pack into a flurry of sobs and terrified mumblings for mercy.<br /> "You will do well to teach your pack to respect those above them." The witch's voice called out again, but I was trapped staring at Kate's body as the king pulled his hand out, and it fell to the ground.<br /> I was aware of him walking back to me, but I couldn’t take my eyes away. It was the large hand that grabbed me by my backpack and lifted me off the ground like a doll that brought me back to reality, and I instinctively met the glowing red eyes of the Lycan King.<br /> His deep voice sent a chill through me as he spoke, "Mine."<br /> ---<br /> Janet's P.O.V.<br /> <br /> I felt uneasy as soon as I entered the pack house. The way my pack mates were smirking at me, laughing behind their hands... I knew they were up to something. Their pranks and bullying had been getting worse and more painful each time they managed to get me alone. My bruises still hadn't gone away from the last time.<br /> <br /> My body ached from the beating I had taken two days ago, but I was only a few hours away from it all ending.<br /> <br /> I just needed to get to Calvin before they set their plan into motion.<br /> <br /> Calvin was my boyfriend of four years. He was the only one that cared for me, and the only one I could trust.<br /> <br /> We were high school sweethearts. He was also the next in line to become the Alpha of our pack. That didn't matter to me, but it did matter to the other women in the pack. They hated that he was with me. They felt that they deserved a stronger Luna than I would be, and they all wanted to be his chosen one.<br /> <br /> I hadn't even shifted yet. To them, I was no more than an omega...a runt as they liked to call me, the weakest of the litter.<br /> <br /> It should have happened three years ago when I turned sixteen, but it didn't. Now I was nineteen, the age at which we could recognize our mates as our wolves should have matured by then. Had I shifted, I would have known Calvin was my mate already, but we had to wait the extra two months until today, his nineteenth birthday, for him to recognize me as his mate.<br /> <br /> Calvin didn't care that I hadn't turned. We had been together since before either of us were old enough to shift, and we were both positive that we were mates. He stood by me and protected me from the cruelty of the wolves around us when I failed to shift with the others.<br /> <br /> 'Calvin? Where are you?' I asked through our pack link but received no response.<br /> <br /> "Poor little human, you have a lot of guts to show up here right now. Do you have any idea how happy the pack is? Having you here will just ruin it. This party is for pack wolves only." Kate, my sister's best friend, said as the crowd parted for her, and the music stopped. All of the party guests stopped dancing and talking to watch as the biggest bully in the pack approached me.<br /> <br /> The flashing lights of varying colors continued in the uncomfortable silence.<br /> <br /> I hoped the man of the hour would see the disruption and step forward to my side, but he didn't. As I glanced around at all of the amused faces, he was nowhere to be seen.<br /> <br /> "Calvin invited me. I am in this pack, and I'm allowed to be here." I whispered, but I could feel the heat building in the back of my eyes as they all laughed again. Something was going on, and it was more than just Kate running her big mouth.<br /> <br /> "Even he doesn't want you here." She sneered before smiling at me widely. "See for yourself. Where is Calvin, hm? I think he went up to his room. You should go bring him back down to the party and see what he has to say."<br /> <br /> I held his present against my chest tighter as I narrowed my eyes. She was up to something, but I wanted to get to Calvin more than I wanted to deal with her b##lsh!t.<br /> <br /> As I took a step forward, Kate stepped to the side, and I could feel everyone watching me with amusement as I went up the stairs.<br /> <br /> Calvin's room was at the end of the hall behind double doors, and I rushed toward it. I could hear people coming up the stairs behind me, no doubt being led by Kate, but my salvation was only a few feet away.<br /> <br /> As soon as I got in his room, I could close the door and act as if none of them existed.<br /> <br /> It would just be the two of us.<br /> <br /> There was a stirring in the back of my mind as I wrapped my hand around the cold doorknob. It was a warning, telling me not to go inside. It wanted me to turn around and run, knowing this was a trap. Yet, I turned the knob anyway and pushed the door open.<br /> <br /> The loud moan of the female beneath my boyfriend made me freeze, and I stared wide-eyed at the couple tangled together. <br /> <br /> Calvin thr#st into her quickly, releasing his own groans of pleasure.<br /> <br /> My stomach tied in a knot, and it felt hard to breathe. The small spark of light in my life was extinguished, sending my mind into complete darkness as I processed what I was seeing.<br /> <br /> He lifted his head, meeting my tear-streaked face, but not seeing me as his wolf was in control. His canines extended just before he latched onto her neck, puncturing the skin and marking her as his mate.<br /> <br /> My sister.<br /> <br /> "No," I whispered as my hand covered my mouth. Calvin pulled back snarling at the disruption.<br /> <br /> "I told you he didn't want you," Kate whispered into my ear, and my sister laughed from beneath my boyfriend as she reached up and ran her hand through Calvin's short blonde hair.<br /> <br /> "Would you mind closing the door, Janet?" Kelly asked innocently, but the malicious look in her narrowed eyes showed she was pleased by her victory over me. Not only had she stolen the love of my life, but she was now to be his Luna. "I'm trying to have a private moment with my mate."<br /> <br /> Mate.<br /> <br /> The word seemed so empty now. Calvin had hated Kelly. He had watched how mean she was toward me and resented her. Now, he was baring his teeth at me, defending her.<br /> <br /> "How could you?" I choked out as a sob wracked through my ch#st, and the present in my hold dropped to the floor before me. The sudden and loud noise seemed to snap Calvin back into control, and his eyes returned to their normal brown.<br /> <br /> His jaw dropped open as he glanced from me to my sister with guilt, but he didn't look the least bit regretful. He was happy to have found and marked his mate, he only hated that he had been caught cheating. The torn look on his face only made me angrier as he gasped my name while he pulled out of my sister. She sat up as he climbed to his feet, neither of them ashamed to be seen n@#ed.<br /> <br /> "Janet, I…" He said, stepping forward and causing me to take a step away, only to be pushed back toward him by the crowd of on-lookers.<br /> <br /> I stumbled forward, trying to stay as far away from him as possible.<br /> <br /> The steady stream of tears blurred my vision, and my ch#st hurt as he whispered my name again. "Janet…She’s, my mate." He finally announced, causing the house to cheer in celebration that their future Luna had been claimed.	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1,801,208	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801198}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	1082356286161073	Read with Your Ears➤➤	"I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ <br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> ***<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> 4 hours earlier<br /> I woke up in a very good mood. I am finally eighteen and today is the day I find my mate. It actually depends on both sides. If they are of age, they'll find each other soon enough, seventeen is the youngest you can be when you find your mate.<br /> However, most of the time, the guy or the girl have to wait for their other half to come of age, which I think is a great idea.<br /> Yes, I'm a werewolf, specifically the current Beta's daughter and soon to be Beta's sister. The disappointment of the family. But that's okay; I'm not very inclined to make them proud or follow in their footsteps, but mostly they want Alex to do it.<br /> Don't get me wrong. I'm not abused or bullied; except for the occasional remarks, shunned from society, the usual stuff.<br /> They say I'm ugly, but I know better than to believe that. I could have been popular due to my blue eyes and gold speckles, blonde hair and hourglass figure. But I like to keep to myself. Plus my hair was naturally blonde unlike my mother's peroxide bleached hair that comes out of bottles and pricey extensions. Actually, dad and Alex both have brown hair so I don't know how I have blonde hair. For months, I even checked the roots of my hair to find some sort of discoloration to prove that even my hair was bleached. But in vain.<br /> My mom was the stereotypical cheerleader in high school while my dad was the “douche” and quarterback. Apparently they want me to be like them, and social hierarchy exists in packs as well. And my brother is following our parents footsteps, sleeping with more than half of the population, while I'm not.<br /> They revel in attention and bullying people who are lower than them, as they say. To the outside world, my family and I love each other. On the inside it’s an extreme hate relationship, something the pack is aware of except for the Alpha and Luna.<br /> If they knew the truth, my parents, Tiffany and Mark, would lose their respect and beloved Alex's position would be taken away from him. Which would obviously take his popularity down a notch. Horrifying for him. Entertaining for me.<br /> Anyways, today is also the soon-to-be Alpha's eighteenth birthday. James Rodriguez.<br /> Sometimes I wonder how someone as sweet and kind as Diana and George, produce a kid like James.<br /> In short, James is the snobby player. It’s actually really surprising how none of the girls are pregnant yet...<br /> Back to me, I dressed up with more care than usual. I wore a baby pink sundress with black gladiator sandals. I applied a bit of winged liner to make my eyes pop. I've always read stories about loving mates. Who knows how much of it is true? For all I know, it’s some made up fantasy to make mates seem like the ultimate endgame. Maybe one day, I would meet my mate and then we could run away towards the sunset............or something, I don't really care.<br /> Apparently, all mates are compatible with their other half. It’s like love at first sight and the males getting all possessive about their mates is very appealing and a turn on, or so I've heard.<br /> It's all hearsay. And I think it’s stupid. It’s like the males are all custom made robots. Why else would their behavior be so alike?<br /> And there was a paragraph about heat and shifting and marking. Maybe, my mate's gonna go all caveman on me and tear my throat out.<br /> I'm just kidding, morbid thoughts on my birthday are kind of my thing. And its wishful thinking. I don't care. He might even be an omega and I still wouldn't care. Even if he's a human, it wouldn't matter. And if he's not in this pack then..... Oh well... It's better for me. I don't want to stay in a pack where I have no respect and people treat me bad. Status had once mattered to me. But when you have parents like mine, you kind of start praying not to ever be like them.<br /> Not once did they look at me but of course, Alexander was doted on by everyone. Kids. Parents. Friends. You name it.<br /> Apparently, it's because he's a boy. And according to my mother, girls are good for getting screwed, getting hit on, obeying their men, acting flirty along, and popping out heirs.<br /> And lucky for you all, my mother happens to be exhibit A.<br /> You should all be jealous because it's not everyday that you have a live walking, talking example to show the word and tell them what a hoe your mother is.<br /> Third Person POV <br /> Nikolina walked to school as she was not allowed a car. Though Alex was the proud owner of a shiny Silver Volvo. Double standards were very common in the Reed family. She had always wanted her own car, something that was a stunning shade of bright canary yellow, but that dream was nowhere close to becoming a reality.<br /> All of a sudden, she smelt an amazing scent; peppermint and honey. Lydia purred and rolled around in happiness, barely able to contain her excitement.<br /> On searching for the source, her eyes met warm, hazel orbs. His eyes expressed lust and adoration as they raked all over her body.<br /> Realization finally hit her hard when she saw that James-freaking-Rodriguez was her mate! The next Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack. And he was Portia's long-standing boyfriend.<br /> You know what he did next? James went back to groping the head cheerleader. “Portia.... “ Oh, sorry. Rookie mistake. Portia Scott.<br /> Tears threatened to fall while her wolf Lydia whimpered, seeing her mate touch another...<br /> “Our mate is beautiful.” James's wolf, Jace said. Nikolina was more than just beautiful. Many males of the pack thought she was gorgeous but never mentioned it out loud due to the fear of facing Alex's wrath. Alex was the one to start it all: the petty insults, the hateful words and making an outcast out of her. Others had just followed his footsteps. And of course, some of the girls were shallow enough to find happiness by making Nikolina feel miserable, because they were insecure about themselves.<br /> But the main issue was, though James thought Nikolina was pretty, he would never accept her as his mate and Luna. Though she was Beta Mark's daughter and was of high status, both him and his ego considered her a nobody. He knew about the insults and he had done it as well. In his eyes, she was worthless and all everyone ever did was talk down on her and she never fought back.<br /> He couldn't have a... thing like that as his mate. Beauty just wasn't enough for him, being a ruthless woman was a requirement.<br /> “She might be beautiful but I don't want her. She's a nobody. If people know that she is my mate, I would become the laughing stock of my pack. Seriously, people walk all over her. She can never be my Luna.” That was the thought going through his mind as he sucked on Portia's neck hard enough to bruise.<br /> “Ow! You're hurting me, boo! You know Kelly has my concealer today.” Portia whined but still made no move to shove James away. She just proceeded to grind her lower body into James and trying to get as close as humanly possible without getting rid of her clothes in public.<br /> James finally pried Portia off his body and walked towards his mate. In some ways, Portia was like a bloodsucking leech or an annoying wart, never leaving without a fight.<br /> “Baby, where are you going? I need you!” Her voice was like a cat dragging its claws across a board.<br /> James just signalled her to shut up before walking towards his mate. He would do the right thing, of course, as the future Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack and give Nikolina what she deserves.<br /> He stopped in front of her and asked, “What's your name?”<br /> “Nikolina,” she stated. He soon noticed that she had no friends and no car and he felt the curious stares on his back as everyone's attention was on him.<br /> “I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ As he rejected her, Jace whimpered and cowered. And James felt bad but he knew this was the right thing to do for himself and the pack. From his perspective, Nikolina was someone who brought out the worst in people and Portia was way more deserving to be his mate and Luna, considering that she was fearless and wasn't afraid to fight dirty for her rights.<br /> James was an egoistic douche bag who mistook petty behavior for fearless but he was blinded by the greed for power and popularity.<br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. She would have collapsed if not for the anger that surged through her. She was furious. At James. The Moon Goddess. Not realizing how painful rejection was. Her fate. It was a never ending list.<br /> It felt like she was being drowned in liquid bleach, her lungs burned and she saw red. Anger took over the pain she was feeling and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.<br /> Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> “I, Nikolina Reed, accept your rejection as my mate and Alpha. I sincerely hope you get the clap!”<br /> With that, she turned on her heel and left the school premises.<br /> “Who needs a mate? Especially someone like James. People like him need girls like Portia by their sides, who cater to their whims and needs and whatever freaky carnal desire they might have.” Nikolina thought darkly. She wasn't going to give in to her pain and this rejection was the final push that encouraged her to chase after her freedom and break bonds with the family who had clipped off her wings.<br /> James felt a tiny bit of hurt realizing that she didn't even think twice before accepting the rejection and all he could wonder was how did she not burst into tears or grovel at his feet to take her back. Jace did not talk. He just whimpered, feeling the loss of his mate. Before James could think of it anymore, Portia dragged him to an empty classroom to distract her beloved Jamie boo. It seemed as if James wasn't the least bit affected by the incident with Nikolina, because his actions didn't falter as he hitched Portia's skirt up and ripped her panties, drilling her like an animal and releasing himself on her clothes and face as he left her alone to clean up.<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> “Well, he can go drill his toy as much as he wants.” I thought darkly while making my way towards home. All Lydia did was whimper. The moment I saw James, I knew something like this was bound to happen. You don't have any expectations when someone like him is supposed to be your destined mate. He was born with a big ego and he can just stuff it up his.<br /> “Maybe he regrets hurting us, you know.” Lydia whimpered.<br /> Before I could reply, searing hot pain flooded my senses. I felt myself fall on the pavement and the pain started to become more intense. It is obvious, isn't it? He's already drilling someone just minutes after rejecting me. It felt like my body was set on fire and the blistering flames charred my skin.<br /> I slowly got up and almost keeled over as my vision turned white. Dizziness washed over me. I had to clench my fists and dig my fingers hard enough to draw blood. Getting away from him and this stupid pack is my best bet. He was doing it intentionally considering the fact he knows that we're both connected unless one of us dies or gets marked by another. Walking never felt so strenuous and with every step I had to force myself to not curl up on the pavement and cry. I know I deserve someone better but I did want to cry my pain away.<br /> After what seemed like hours, the pain slowly ebbed away. Painful times ahead. The only problem is that the mate bond doesn't break even after being rejected. Only if the rejected is marked by the first mate or by another, or if one of the mates die, will the bond break.<br /> I entered my house and went to my room to pack my bags. You know, in every werewolf story the rejected mate writes letters before leaving. There's no logic to it. I mean, don't you get it? No one cares if you leave. No one cares if you die. No one cares if you slit your throat or get molested or murdered. That's the harsh truth. Why should I open my feelings on a letter make them feel pity? I can just run away and live my best life, away from them. It's not like they will send out search teams for you.<br /> I don't want pity. I can do better than that. I picked up my red lipstick and wrote in capitals before leaving. I know I'm dramatic but it serves them right. They'll remember this for years to come: women can walk away without feeling a twinge of guilt or regret.<br /> Showing vulnerability would only make me seem weak and I've let people walk over me way too many times.<br /> My mom was probably busy getting her hair done or something. That's the only thing she ever does. Or her nails. Or maybe she was out shopping with snobby people like herself. It's obvious that birds of a feather flock together. The only thing I ever liked about her is that she cooked for us, sometimes. Mom made a mean lasagna.<br /> Dad was probably with Alpha George. That's usually where he is. But then again, he also has this terrible habit of getting drunk during daylight hours. And once he even groped some other girl in front of the whole pack. Mom turned an ugly shade of red as she kicked him in the crotch. Those were the good days. It was fun when he laid on the couch with a bag of frozen peas on his groin and mom was nowhere around.<br /> Leaving was better for me anyway. Nothing was tying me down to this place. No friends. No proper family. I would be doing myself and them a favor.<br /> I took my dad's sleek black Porsche for my escapade. I might as well leave loaded and in style, besides it's high time I had a car.<br /> Just as I reached the pack border, I said, “I, Nikolina Reed, break all ties with the Solaris Eclipse Pack.” The patrol guards looked at me, but its not like they would stop me.<br /> The pack links broke and with that I revved up the engine and sped through the borders, driving towards my new life. A better life. It was a blessing that this pack did not care enough to stop me.<br /> <br /> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br /> Wanna continue this incredible story? Please download our App and search for novel ID: 99168!	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1,801,212	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801194}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	1493245128241064	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"Make that one more for the lady" an attractive voice speaks sitting on the empty stool beside me.<br /> "Oh no sir I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me, I have money" I blurt letting an unsettling awkward laugh escape my lips.<br /> "ask? No miss I insist."<br /> "Besides I don't mind paying for a pretty lady like yourself." <br /> <br /> "I know it's a bit sudden, but I was hoping you'd be able to come in for the interview with Mr. West at twelve?"<br /> "Of course I can."<br /> "Wonderful to hear. We'll be seeing you soon, Miss Evans." <br /> <br /> "Miss Evans?" <br /> No wonder the women were so eager to be around this man. Without even seeing his face, I can see he is attractive.<br /> "Yes." <br /> He steadily scanned my form before finally resting his gaze on my face. The sight of his face caused my heart to practically sink to the bottom of my stomach. I could feel my cheeks heat up as my body hardens from the sudden reunion we were having.<br /> “It’s you?! You are my boss?!”<br /> <br /> ————————<br /> After entering the depressing building I observe my surroundings as a couple pushes past me to make their way to the dance floor without hesitating to even think the words excuse me.<br /> I've been in here no longer than 2 seconds and there is already something changing my mind.<br /> The guy outside didn't even check my ID, for all he knows this place could be filled with minors. Well, I'm not complaining, I'm one of the underage individuals exploring this crowded place.<br /> Witnessing the troubles that linger, How could anyone utter this place to be "Amazing" nothing here amazes me the slightest bit, besides the group of seemingly attractive men hovering in the corner of the building.<br /> Everything else seems to be falling off the rails. I can tell the DJ won't be up any longer, he looks as if he's about to give in any second and fall out. The place hasn't even been open for as long as 3 hours.<br /> These animals are lusting over each other and I could've sworn I saw a pair of panties being tossed into the thick atmosphere and immediately landing on some guy's top hat who didn't seem to notice.<br /> I could've exposed my pleased laughter from the sight of it, what kind of human doesn't feel a pair of underwear fall forcibly onto their head?<br /> No. Stop. My focus isn't meant to be on some helpless scrawny man. Instead, I should be searching for a masculine devil to take my newly built-in treasure.<br /> I'd try for one of the corner hotties if every single one didn't seem a little on the feminine side, mostly because two were wearing cropped tops and they had their hands in each other's pockets which seemed to be slightly gripping their tush.<br /> As if it wasn't obvious.<br /> Knocking me from my thoughts I feel two large muscular hands grip each side of my waist aggressively pulling my figure to theirs. He grinds his manhood against my hip whispering in my ear to just, "go with it."<br /> Before I could make my decision to fall into place here and go along with his slow close contact I catch sight of two beaming green eyes approaching us rapidly. The eyes belonging to a blonde who seemed to be the guy's girlfriend, she slaps him off of me with so much hatred he follows her out the door like a lost puppy willingly.<br /> And just when I thought I was about to fit in and lose my first time. I abruptly regret allowing myself to come here.<br /> Feeling embarrassed for that awkward situation I hasten out of the crowded spot and over to the bar through the crowd of hot sweaty people dancing sexually over each other.<br /> "Excuse me, sir?" I call out questionably to the surprisingly large man supposedly making drinks. He turns his focus to the cloth on the counter and gives it a sudden wipe before he acknowledges my presence.<br /> His face jerks up towards me and he smiles cutting his devilish dry expression into two. I sigh in relief as my worries disappear and I become more comfortable.<br /> "What can I get for you beautiful?" a smile creeps upon my round red lips and a laughing sound slips between them. I smack my lips and look down at his arm.<br /> "what would you recommend?" I ask using my flirtatious voice rubbing my fingers across his dark faded cliche tattoo.<br /> I am so ready to do this that if the guy would be a bartender, I wouldn't complain. He's handsome anyways.<br /> "The usual Steve"<br /> "Make that one more for the lady" an attractive voice speaks sitting on the empty stool beside me and the man behind the counter nods before walking over to get the drink the guy requested.<br /> I shift my desperate gaze towards the man with the admirable low rumble.<br /> The guy smiles before me as he hands that bartender-the cash. He puts a rolled-up stack into the bartender's hand and the bartender doesn't seem shocked by it like he was used to this kind of pay.<br /> "Oh no sir I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me, I have money" I blurt letting an unsettling awkward laugh escape my lips.<br /> "ask? No miss I insist" he nods.<br /> "Besides I don't mind paying for a pretty lady like yourself" he smirks mid-sentence giving me a slow powering wink.<br /> I turn my head as I feel the heat rise to my cheekbones by an uttering compliment from a ravishing man.<br /> He stands; towering over me, reaching his large, bruised but pretty hand out just inches away asking for mine as his natural setting aroma runs through my nose. His natural manly scent contained the perfect smell for any average guy.<br /> Just by looking at him, this man was definitely over 6 foot and I couldn't be more stunned. He looked even more ravishing before just standing over me. His persistent glare lead to my sore aching blushed cheeks.<br /> He seemed too good to be true, he had the patience as a nice and caring man you could easily fall for. Then on the other hand he had the looks and styles as a bad guy who would wreck you.<br /> I can say I've noticed more than five tattoos on him so far and only one appeared faded. His attire was bad boy material. He has black slightly ripped jeans that are folded just above his ankles, His natural brown hair darker on the dimmed dance floor with little strands falling onto his face.<br /> His shirt pure white beneath his all-black leather jacket with his tinted shades handing out of his back pocket. He seemed more put together than I had noticed but this was the exact style of a bad boy when I was just becoming a teen.<br /> Awaiting my response he stares at me using his glowing green eyes filled with life to bring jealousy and almost a boring look to my hazel ones forcing me to roll them while he isn't looking.<br /> Feeling the foolish rejection from the awkward silence due to my constant inner thoughts that lasted nearly a minute, he lets out a small laugh while looking to the floor clenching his contagious grin as it exposes his dimples.<br /> He seemed dangerous, liked he'd steal my heart and toss it when he's tired but then again he seems passionately aggressive like he'd come in the best possible way.<br /> No, Mia, you're not here to find love! You're here to dip! Don't you forget.<br /> I can feel his passion-filled eyes lurking my appearance. I pick up the shot that was sat in front of me and down it while still staring at this man's endangering grin.<br /> I smirk nodding my head as he grabs ahold of my hand pulling me to the dance floor and we dance all night occasionally ordering more to drink and before I knew it, my vision was beginning to blur and I was walking beside the drunk man out of the club and into the blooming night.<br /> I feel my sleep being interrupted and my eyelids flutter open from the knocking against the thick wooden door. My first sight is the massive reflecting glass glued above me as I stare back at myself.<br /> I move my gaze to my surroundings. I was in an unfamiliar area which seems to be a room paid high price for. The admirable king size bed sat centered in the room with my small form resting beneath the silk sheets.<br /> The Sunlight beams through the over sized window that exposed thecity inviting an empowering view of the 50 or less pedestrians strolling the freshly hardened concrete before the sky-scraping buildings.<br /> From this point of view I can hardly recognize the city that caught my interest. This had to be a part of the city I had never visited due to my non-existent transportation. It was intriguing, Outstandingly beautiful. From this very room the world seemed somewhat normal and everyone was abnormally happy. Children were laughing, parents were smiling and I was suddenly feeling at ease with creation.<br /> The light suddenly grabbing ahold of the glistening floor, I just barely caught sight of the walls. The timber wall stuck out in a variation of patterns, coated with a pure heavenly white paint which heightened the innocent smell of lit candle just inches away from me resting on the bed side table.<br /> I couldn't make out the actual scent of the candle but it smelt ravishing. The elegance of this space was far too classy for me.<br /> So why was I here to begin with?<br /> My wondering thoughts is blocked by a repeated knock at the door using the same force as before snatching me from my thought the minute I opened my eyes.<br /> My vision steadily gave a light blur as I felt the after affect of my heedless drinking last night. I pull my slender forearm up to my face placing my baby palm against my disturbed head creating a back and forth rubbing motion like I always do, believing it will godly heal my aching head once more.<br /> I sigh as I struggled to remember my reasons of so heavily drinking which was oddly scary since I haven't drank a day in my life. Except the time I sipped my grandfathers drink when I was seven and acted stupidly drunk following my older cousin, Ryan.<br /> I was always following her like I was willingly her puppet and thats exactly how she treated me. I only moved on her command and I hate recollecting the memories of her domineering hold on defenseless children.<br /> Still wincing from the throbbing heartbeat in the center of my forehead, the memories come flooding back and my eyes suddenly began to grow in disbelief.<br /> I left a club with a guy last night but why was I brought here? I can barely contemplate what went on last night. It's like the rest of the time being is a blur.<br /> Still confused on the purpose of my whereabouts I notice my pink tank top laying on a palish gray ottoman that is positioned near what seemed to be a living room.<br /> I only imagined a famous person to be paying for a room like this. This had to cost what 600$ a night?<br /> I definitely didn't have that kind of cash to step in front of the building, let alone be inside half undressed.<br /> Half undressed.<br /> I rarely ever sleep without being fully clothed so why was my shirt across the room and my pants non existent? So many thoughts were running through my head but only one stayed long enough for me to fully process it.<br /> Had I lost my first time?<br /> It only makes sense. Who would take me here after midnight and allow me to remove my clothes if we weren't getting intimate? Something had to have went down, but why can't I remember a thing past leaving the club.<br /> I've wanted nothing more than to lose my first time for the past year so why am I hoping nothing happened at all?<br /> I repeated that questions in my head for what seemed to be forever before another knock appeared at the door and a honeyed voice spoke low behind it,<br /> "Hello it's the cleaning service, is anyone there?"<br /> By the looks of it there had to be no lock to keep the door from being swung up and I was not up for some random women seeing me half dressed.<br /> Within 2 seconds I was pulling my shirt back over my head and slipping on my pants that were somehow hiding underneath the soft elevated bed.<br /> Before I could fully straighten out the sheets and pick up the rest of my things a short tan women wearing a black uniform with the words 'Jademan's Luxury Room' placed just above her bust onto a silver tag slowly enters the room searching the area for any signs of someone present and quickly stops once she sees me.<br /> "Oh I'm sorry miss, I didn't realize anyone was in here" she removes her fingers from holding onto the cart filled with cleaning supplies and throws them carelessly in the air covering her roundish freckled face.<br /> I wasn't surprised that the cleaning lady would show up around this time since anyone was required to be packed and out by 11 if they weren't paying for another room and it was far past 11. Plus she'd knocked more than once trying to get my attention.<br /> "It's fine ma'am I was just leaving" I laugh giving her a reassuring smile before pulling all my things together and bolting through the door and down out the hotel without saying another word to the lady.<br /> The vibration against my stomach awakened me from my restful sleep for the 4th time this week. My hand works its way to my phone without me budging the rest of my form. I can't possibly let another helpless notification or call- pull me from a comfortable position.<br /> With ease, my phone is rescued from my embrace and is placed into my sight. I click open my phone to check the interruption, immediately allowing the brightness to detach the vision from my eyes and shoot pain into them.<br /> After lowering the brightest, my pain levels were still high; I continue to force a squint amongst my expression allowing myself to read the message Kelli had sent to me a minute ago.<br /> Kelli's had to get going message reminds me that we nearly stayed up till four just having random talks and catching up as promised. I had confessed to her about me losing my first time<br /> After sending her a quick response, I reach up and place my phone back to where it was last night, hoping I'd still get a least two more hours in of sleep before I fully wake up. I yank my comforter over my head, fearing the rising sun playing a role in my discomforting rouse.<br /> I feel my sleep coming over as light slowly begins to fade before me. My eyes were becoming heavier, and my position was loosening. I was finally able to fall back to sleep after countless morning interruptions.<br /> Before I fall completely unconscious, my phone goes off once more, and my head is thrown into the air colliding it with the shelf above, creating a thud sound. My phone falls onto the pillow next to me, and I let out a low moan, rubbing my head rapidly.<br /> "Oh," I growl to myself as I pull the phone to my view and click on my lamp beside me.<br /> A number I didn't recognize popped up on my screen, earning a massive sigh from me. I'd usually ignore the call and go about my day, but something within-stood up begging me to answer and give the person for bothering my sleep.<br /> I took a deep breath and answered, pulling the phone to my ear.<br /> "Hello, who is this?" The words come out drowsier than I intended while silence lingers.<br /> The irritation arises, resulting in many harsh words fleeing my lips, "Listen, I don't know who you are or why you're calling me for the second time this morning, but I'd advise you to stop playing on my phone and get a life before I give you a reason to be silent."<br /> I hadn't even allowed the person on the other line to catch their breath, but I was willing to say everything I had to say before they could explain themselves.<br /> I can hear the other person clear their throat and I open my mouth to start again, but a man's voice speaks up before I get the risk, "Hi, this is Andrew Smith, and I am calling about your position interest here at West Corp. Agency. Sorry, Miss Evans, if now isn't a pleasant time."<br /> I feel the heat against my cheeks as the embarrassment fills my insides, provoking me to expand my mouth and let out a voiceless scream.<br /> I just ruined a rare opportunity at an award-winning job that I was trying to get into for weeks. My mom had suggested this job to me immediately once she saw the ad for it and hoped I'd try to get in.<br /> I didn't take in my mother's information until a couple of months after she died. I'd prepared myself to the fullest before I went for it. To think I wouldn't be accepted was agonizing. I've nearly worked my hip off to be the best fit for this position, and it would be wrecked all because I was yearning for sleep.<br /> I lift my body back up and pull the phone back to my ear, "I'm sorry for my rudeness sir, I'd mistaken you for someone else. Now is a great time" I found myself imposing my professional voice, hoping it'll rebuild my chances.<br /> I can almost hear the smile on his face, and it brought comfort to me, "It's entirely okay I've been through this same situation plenty of times. I know it's a bit sudden, but I was hoping you'd be able to come in for the interview with Mr. West at twelve?"<br /> "Of course I can," I blurt without thought, mentally, face-palming directly after.<br /> "Wonderful to hear. We'll be seeing you soon, Miss Evans," he conveys his final words before ending the call.<br /> I bite my lip anxiously, knowing I've been preparing myself for this specific exchange; I just can't help but feel bewildered by the abrupt schedule. Mr. West will be waiting for me in less than 2 hours, and mentally, this was more than I could handle. I have little to no chances left; what if I lose this?<br /> My mind was spinning with questions on how I'd cultivate this interview. Without further thought, I hurried to my bathroom to freshen up.<br /> I was nearly dressed when I caught sight of my reflection. I'd completely turned over; in the last months, this was the best I'd ever looked. The most professional I could get. I had finally styled my thick hair that shifted between a dark and light brown at different times. It always sat boringly brushed just above my shoulders or pinned back; I never really thought to style it since it's been at an awkward length until now; over a few months, it's grown tremendously.<br /> A gloss set against my lips as the black dress lengthened to the top of my knees-hugging my body; showing my proper feminine form. I topped it with a black button-up blazer and a simple pair of black heels reflecting once connected with light.<br /> If I'd ever thought to be formal, the last thing on my list would be a dress. I'd instead prefer a suit, but I settled with this since Kelly has been to multiple successful interviews and this is her typical go-to style.<br /> I did one last touching up to myself by adding some diamond earrings given to me as a parting gift from my grandmother. I grabbed ahold of my purse and my phone before guiding myself down the steps towards the door.<br /> "Where are you going? All dressed up. You look like a librarian" I turn my head towards the direction of the voice, and my brother stares back at me with a goofy smirk as he pops a chip into his mouth.<br /> I roll my eyes, adjusting my dress properly on my frame and checking my watch before responding to his oblivious question, "I have an interview in less than an hour, and I have to make it to the bus in time."<br /> "I already mentioned this but I guess that just shows how well you listen to me" I complain eyeballing him and he laughs shaking his head.<br /> "Actually you never said the interview was confirmed. I do listen, idiot," He mocks, rummaging through his pockets then tossing me his keys.<br /> "What's this for?" I question catching them.<br /> "I'm a proud big brother, so you can use my car, just don't crash it." he says, waving me out the door. Ethan never allowed me to use his car, even after receiving my license last year. This was huge; God is undoubtedly on my side today.<br /> I hopped into his car and drove towards the company, hoping there were places on the way and I'd be able to grab something to eat and make it there with time to spare. I can't afford to be late for my first interview with a prominent company.<br /> The short woman behind the Receptionist's desk gave me a warm, welcoming smile as she watched me approach her, "Hello, how can I help you?"<br /> "I'm here for the interview with Mr. West" I hesitantly respond flashing a smile.<br /> She nods, pulling her arms above the counter and types onto the computer while adjusting her glasses.<br /> "Ah, Miss Evans, the noon appointment, of course," she says, moving to slide her finger against the many words lying onto the white sheet of paper beside her.<br /> "I think it's great you've arrived 15 minutes early" she pauses, lowering her voice to a little above a whisper without moving her eyes from the paper as if she was pretending she was still looking for something.<br /> "There were many women today, dying for this position mainly to catch a glimpse of Mr. West's face."<br /> "When I noticed they all came out dissatisfied at different times. I realized West hadn't made it easy for them by the slight flaws they carried. Flaws as little as a smudge on their boots or coming in almost a minute late. He's insane" she was now speaking out the side of her mouth in an even lower tone sending chills through my veins.<br /> "So that's why I think it's great you came at such a time. Also, the visible nervousness will be a disadvantage to you; Mr. West strives for confidence, not fear. I wish you good luck Evans," She says, removing her finger and going back to what she was doing before I arrived.<br /> Her words were so rushed I practically found myself quieter than I'd ever been before; how hard was this West guy? Why we're all those women so excited to see his face? The last time I checked, he was a 69-year-old sweetheart who respected his employees.<br /> I suspected that was primarily why my mom suggested the position to me; easy to get through a man that had significant advantages to his job-Why would I think to pass it up?<br /> "You'll be notified when he's ready for you. You can take a seat over in the waiting area" she looks back up at me, putting back on her regular receptionist act while lifting her arm to point in the direction.<br /> I nod in return, hurrying over to the last empty seat, completely worried by her sudden change.<br /> For what felt like an hour, I sat anxiously waiting to be called and get this over with, occasionally glancing at the clock watching as the minutes slowly go by. I know the receptionist told me that fear wouldn't help me get this job, but I couldn't help but feel uneasy from her unexpected warning.<br /> If he'd decline people's request for this job so easily who knows what he'd do to me knowing I have little to no experience and I was acting like a newborn. Even though I worked hard to be exceptional for this, my mind was slowly being replaced and overcrowded by regrets and future judgemental remarks.<br /> No. I can't think like that, I haven't even seen his face to be this frightened. I shouldn't be intimidated by the thought of him just because of some lady's opinion. This was my only shot that I was not about to lose.<br /> For the remaining minutes, I let the scenery distract my mind. The place was impressive, the chairs were sorted nicely and had a pleasantly relaxing sight, and the actual leather feeling to the chair lived up to it.<br /> I glanced back over at the clock before hearing the continuous clicking of heels against the floor. The clicking disturbance grew closer and I realized she wasn't just passing through the waiting area, she was coming to get someone.<br /> My head shot her way, and her lips formed a smile while she held a clipboard in her clasp. I was one of the two people left in here but it was obvious she was coming for me since the other person was across the room. I stood up almost too fast, causing me to look even more foolish than before.<br /> She spoke, but her words were inaudible; I didn't need to hear what she was saying to know the time was coming for Mr. West to be prepared for me. My mind was clouding with millions of ways I could mess up during this talk and be humiliated like the rest of the poor women before me.<br /> Before I knew it, I approached the door that had the whole process behind it waiting to strike me. The door was slightly open with silence wavering inside, and the women still preferred to leave a soft knock.<br /> "Come in" his voice was dark and smooth, not like the many male voices that I was used to being around. This propelled my bottom lip to slide through my slightly open mouth while the women slowly pushed the door open. Before enabling the door to open, all the way, she turned on her heels and left without saying a word leaving me to face this man; everyone is so frightened with him alone.<br /> It felt like forever before the door finally opened and when it did I couldn't move my feet. I was too timid, and I didn't have stuff to say to the man sitting a few feet in front of me.<br /> "Close the door and take a seat in this chair," he takes the pen he had between his fingers and points to one of the two chairs in front of him without glancing in in my direction. He wasn't even the slightest bit interested. I can imagine him throwing me out in no time.<br /> "Miss Evans?" He speaks in a questioning tone still focusing his sight on his paper in front of him.<br /> This man was far from a 69 nine-year-old man. No wonder the women were so eager to be around this man, he had to be no older than 24 with muscles to die for, they weren't extremely big but they were visibly shown and swoonable. Charmingly dark brown hair to match his suit with a silver watch hugging his wrist. Without even seeing his face, I can see he is attractive.<br /> "Yes" the mere crack in my voice caused him to look up from what he was doing.<br /> He steadily scanned my form before finally resting his gaze on my face. The sight of his face caused my heart to practically sink to the bottom of my stomach. I could feel my cheeks heat up as my body hardens from the sudden reunion we were having.<br /> "Before we begin, I want to confirm you are at least 18 years of age" he let those few words escape his lips without hesitation if I hadn't confessed my age drunkenly on the dance floor.<br /> I know we both were undoubtedly drunk and out of it that night, but we shared a conversation and warm glances/smiles before we were even on the verge of buzzed. It looked as if I was the only one in the room to him, and now I was indeed the only one in the room, the same girl he left the bar with and the same girl he had intercourse with that night.<br /> The mere look in his eyes says it all; he remembers every ounce of me, and I would never forget the way I wanted more of him when I stared into his green eyes and back at his pink vibrant lips.<br /> "Yes I am"	LEARN_MORE	https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTc3MTQ1LzI	110914508634347	Fun002	https://facebook.com/100091317235649	44	1	1,190,000,589,111,169	2024-05-14 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn more	Fun002	120208257315740738	a.funstorys.com	NONE	video		https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTc3MTQ1LzIwMjQwNTEzMTUyMjMwL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}}		2024-05-13 02:36	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441452148_1245848703063617_2845510188644571264_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nAMstMRpgygQ7kNvgEsIAPn&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYB9fW7Wx26hurcUkOOQWYam3k_mWuyIvH9Xb7F90Z-ycw&oe=6649D019	person_profile	Fun002	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436429789_25512313531717908_8307829798827672043_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7Bx4N1Y4_F4Q7kNvgGfMUqV&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCoiIdBQYm7qhKqfFrA3qmwKKsais4oMgPHdPCDYgoKJQ&oe=6649C8AB	3	Fun002	2024-05-14 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,801,215	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801205}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	1845422915931202	Read More 👉	Calvin is my boyfriend, and we have been together for many years. Although other people in the pack often bully me, if Calvin is around, I can persevere. On that day, Calvin's birthday, I found out that he had an affair with my sister, and I decided to leave the pack. Just as I was about to leave, Alpha King came to our pack, and he captured everyone.<br /> "You want her? She's a human!"<br /> The king released a roar that made every member of the pack flinch and drop their heads lower in submission. With my face only a few inches from the ground, I watched with terror as the king moved away from me and stood before my biggest bully Kate. <br /> The greater distance between us allowed me to see more of him. He was larger than the other Lycans, his body covered in knotted scars that were visible beneath his fur.<br /> His claw was the size of Kate's head as he punched it through her ch#st, ripping her heart out the other side and sending the pack into a flurry of sobs and terrified mumblings for mercy.<br /> "You will do well to teach your pack to respect those above them." The witch's voice called out again, but I was trapped staring at Kate's body as the king pulled his hand out, and it fell to the ground.<br /> I was aware of him walking back to me, but I couldn’t take my eyes away. It was the large hand that grabbed me by my backpack and lifted me off the ground like a doll that brought me back to reality, and I instinctively met the glowing red eyes of the Lycan King.<br /> His deep voice sent a chill through me as he spoke, "Mine."<br /> ---<br /> Janet's P.O.V.<br /> <br /> I felt uneasy as soon as I entered the pack house. The way my pack mates were smirking at me, laughing behind their hands... I knew they were up to something. Their pranks and bullying had been getting worse and more painful each time they managed to get me alone. My bruises still hadn't gone away from the last time.<br /> <br /> My body ached from the beating I had taken two days ago, but I was only a few hours away from it all ending.<br /> <br /> I just needed to get to Calvin before they set their plan into motion.<br /> <br /> Calvin was my boyfriend of four years. He was the only one that cared for me, and the only one I could trust.<br /> <br /> We were high school sweethearts. He was also the next in line to become the Alpha of our pack. That didn't matter to me, but it did matter to the other women in the pack. They hated that he was with me. They felt that they deserved a stronger Luna than I would be, and they all wanted to be his chosen one.<br /> <br /> I hadn't even shifted yet. To them, I was no more than an omega...a runt as they liked to call me, the weakest of the litter.<br /> <br /> It should have happened three years ago when I turned sixteen, but it didn't. Now I was nineteen, the age at which we could recognize our mates as our wolves should have matured by then. Had I shifted, I would have known Calvin was my mate already, but we had to wait the extra two months until today, his nineteenth birthday, for him to recognize me as his mate.<br /> <br /> Calvin didn't care that I hadn't turned. We had been together since before either of us were old enough to shift, and we were both positive that we were mates. He stood by me and protected me from the cruelty of the wolves around us when I failed to shift with the others.<br /> <br /> 'Calvin? Where are you?' I asked through our pack link but received no response.<br /> <br /> "Poor little human, you have a lot of guts to show up here right now. Do you have any idea how happy the pack is? Having you here will just ruin it. This party is for pack wolves only." Kate, my sister's best friend, said as the crowd parted for her, and the music stopped. All of the party guests stopped dancing and talking to watch as the biggest bully in the pack approached me.<br /> <br /> The flashing lights of varying colors continued in the uncomfortable silence.<br /> <br /> I hoped the man of the hour would see the disruption and step forward to my side, but he didn't. As I glanced around at all of the amused faces, he was nowhere to be seen.<br /> <br /> "Calvin invited me. I am in this pack, and I'm allowed to be here." I whispered, but I could feel the heat building in the back of my eyes as they all laughed again. Something was going on, and it was more than just Kate running her big mouth.<br /> <br /> "Even he doesn't want you here." She sneered before smiling at me widely. "See for yourself. Where is Calvin, hm? I think he went up to his room. You should go bring him back down to the party and see what he has to say."<br /> <br /> I held his present against my chest tighter as I narrowed my eyes. She was up to something, but I wanted to get to Calvin more than I wanted to deal with her b##lsh!t.<br /> <br /> As I took a step forward, Kate stepped to the side, and I could feel everyone watching me with amusement as I went up the stairs.<br /> <br /> Calvin's room was at the end of the hall behind double doors, and I rushed toward it. I could hear people coming up the stairs behind me, no doubt being led by Kate, but my salvation was only a few feet away.<br /> <br /> As soon as I got in his room, I could close the door and act as if none of them existed.<br /> <br /> It would just be the two of us.<br /> <br /> There was a stirring in the back of my mind as I wrapped my hand around the cold doorknob. It was a warning, telling me not to go inside. It wanted me to turn around and run, knowing this was a trap. Yet, I turned the knob anyway and pushed the door open.<br /> <br /> The loud moan of the female beneath my boyfriend made me freeze, and I stared wide-eyed at the couple tangled together. <br /> <br /> Calvin thr#st into her quickly, releasing his own groans of pleasure.<br /> <br /> My stomach tied in a knot, and it felt hard to breathe. The small spark of light in my life was extinguished, sending my mind into complete darkness as I processed what I was seeing.<br /> <br /> He lifted his head, meeting my tear-streaked face, but not seeing me as his wolf was in control. His canines extended just before he latched onto her neck, puncturing the skin and marking her as his mate.<br /> <br /> My sister.<br /> <br /> "No," I whispered as my hand covered my mouth. Calvin pulled back snarling at the disruption.<br /> <br /> "I told you he didn't want you," Kate whispered into my ear, and my sister laughed from beneath my boyfriend as she reached up and ran her hand through Calvin's short blonde hair.<br /> <br /> "Would you mind closing the door, Janet?" Kelly asked innocently, but the malicious look in her narrowed eyes showed she was pleased by her victory over me. Not only had she stolen the love of my life, but she was now to be his Luna. "I'm trying to have a private moment with my mate."<br /> <br /> Mate.<br /> <br /> The word seemed so empty now. Calvin had hated Kelly. He had watched how mean she was toward me and resented her. Now, he was baring his teeth at me, defending her.<br /> <br /> "How could you?" I choked out as a sob wracked through my ch#st, and the present in my hold dropped to the floor before me. The sudden and loud noise seemed to snap Calvin back into control, and his eyes returned to their normal brown.<br /> <br /> His jaw dropped open as he glanced from me to my sister with guilt, but he didn't look the least bit regretful. He was happy to have found and marked his mate, he only hated that he had been caught cheating. The torn look on his face only made me angrier as he gasped my name while he pulled out of my sister. She sat up as he climbed to his feet, neither of them ashamed to be seen n@#ed.<br /> <br /> "Janet, I…" He said, stepping forward and causing me to take a step away, only to be pushed back toward him by the crowd of on-lookers.<br /> <br /> I stumbled forward, trying to stay as far away from him as possible.<br /> <br /> The steady stream of tears blurred my vision, and my ch#st hurt as he whispered my name again. "Janet…She’s, my mate." He finally announced, causing the house to cheer in celebration that their future Luna had been claimed.	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1,801,219	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1801198}'	Yes	2024-05-14 19:21	active	786	3848309598788288	Read with Your Ears➤➤	"I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ <br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> ***<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> 4 hours earlier<br /> I woke up in a very good mood. I am finally eighteen and today is the day I find my mate. It actually depends on both sides. If they are of age, they'll find each other soon enough, seventeen is the youngest you can be when you find your mate.<br /> However, most of the time, the guy or the girl have to wait for their other half to come of age, which I think is a great idea.<br /> Yes, I'm a werewolf, specifically the current Beta's daughter and soon to be Beta's sister. The disappointment of the family. But that's okay; I'm not very inclined to make them proud or follow in their footsteps, but mostly they want Alex to do it.<br /> Don't get me wrong. I'm not abused or bullied; except for the occasional remarks, shunned from society, the usual stuff.<br /> They say I'm ugly, but I know better than to believe that. I could have been popular due to my blue eyes and gold speckles, blonde hair and hourglass figure. But I like to keep to myself. Plus my hair was naturally blonde unlike my mother's peroxide bleached hair that comes out of bottles and pricey extensions. Actually, dad and Alex both have brown hair so I don't know how I have blonde hair. For months, I even checked the roots of my hair to find some sort of discoloration to prove that even my hair was bleached. But in vain.<br /> My mom was the stereotypical cheerleader in high school while my dad was the “douche” and quarterback. Apparently they want me to be like them, and social hierarchy exists in packs as well. And my brother is following our parents footsteps, sleeping with more than half of the population, while I'm not.<br /> They revel in attention and bullying people who are lower than them, as they say. To the outside world, my family and I love each other. On the inside it’s an extreme hate relationship, something the pack is aware of except for the Alpha and Luna.<br /> If they knew the truth, my parents, Tiffany and Mark, would lose their respect and beloved Alex's position would be taken away from him. Which would obviously take his popularity down a notch. Horrifying for him. Entertaining for me.<br /> Anyways, today is also the soon-to-be Alpha's eighteenth birthday. James Rodriguez.<br /> Sometimes I wonder how someone as sweet and kind as Diana and George, produce a kid like James.<br /> In short, James is the snobby player. It’s actually really surprising how none of the girls are pregnant yet...<br /> Back to me, I dressed up with more care than usual. I wore a baby pink sundress with black gladiator sandals. I applied a bit of winged liner to make my eyes pop. I've always read stories about loving mates. Who knows how much of it is true? For all I know, it’s some made up fantasy to make mates seem like the ultimate endgame. Maybe one day, I would meet my mate and then we could run away towards the sunset............or something, I don't really care.<br /> Apparently, all mates are compatible with their other half. It’s like love at first sight and the males getting all possessive about their mates is very appealing and a turn on, or so I've heard.<br /> It's all hearsay. And I think it’s stupid. It’s like the males are all custom made robots. Why else would their behavior be so alike?<br /> And there was a paragraph about heat and shifting and marking. Maybe, my mate's gonna go all caveman on me and tear my throat out.<br /> I'm just kidding, morbid thoughts on my birthday are kind of my thing. And its wishful thinking. I don't care. He might even be an omega and I still wouldn't care. Even if he's a human, it wouldn't matter. And if he's not in this pack then..... Oh well... It's better for me. I don't want to stay in a pack where I have no respect and people treat me bad. Status had once mattered to me. But when you have parents like mine, you kind of start praying not to ever be like them.<br /> Not once did they look at me but of course, Alexander was doted on by everyone. Kids. Parents. Friends. You name it.<br /> Apparently, it's because he's a boy. And according to my mother, girls are good for getting screwed, getting hit on, obeying their men, acting flirty along, and popping out heirs.<br /> And lucky for you all, my mother happens to be exhibit A.<br /> You should all be jealous because it's not everyday that you have a live walking, talking example to show the word and tell them what a hoe your mother is.<br /> Third Person POV <br /> Nikolina walked to school as she was not allowed a car. Though Alex was the proud owner of a shiny Silver Volvo. Double standards were very common in the Reed family. She had always wanted her own car, something that was a stunning shade of bright canary yellow, but that dream was nowhere close to becoming a reality.<br /> All of a sudden, she smelt an amazing scent; peppermint and honey. Lydia purred and rolled around in happiness, barely able to contain her excitement.<br /> On searching for the source, her eyes met warm, hazel orbs. His eyes expressed lust and adoration as they raked all over her body.<br /> Realization finally hit her hard when she saw that James-freaking-Rodriguez was her mate! The next Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack. And he was Portia's long-standing boyfriend.<br /> You know what he did next? James went back to groping the head cheerleader. “Portia.... “ Oh, sorry. Rookie mistake. Portia Scott.<br /> Tears threatened to fall while her wolf Lydia whimpered, seeing her mate touch another...<br /> “Our mate is beautiful.” James's wolf, Jace said. Nikolina was more than just beautiful. Many males of the pack thought she was gorgeous but never mentioned it out loud due to the fear of facing Alex's wrath. Alex was the one to start it all: the petty insults, the hateful words and making an outcast out of her. Others had just followed his footsteps. And of course, some of the girls were shallow enough to find happiness by making Nikolina feel miserable, because they were insecure about themselves.<br /> But the main issue was, though James thought Nikolina was pretty, he would never accept her as his mate and Luna. Though she was Beta Mark's daughter and was of high status, both him and his ego considered her a nobody. He knew about the insults and he had done it as well. In his eyes, she was worthless and all everyone ever did was talk down on her and she never fought back.<br /> He couldn't have a... thing like that as his mate. Beauty just wasn't enough for him, being a ruthless woman was a requirement.<br /> “She might be beautiful but I don't want her. She's a nobody. If people know that she is my mate, I would become the laughing stock of my pack. Seriously, people walk all over her. She can never be my Luna.” That was the thought going through his mind as he sucked on Portia's neck hard enough to bruise.<br /> “Ow! You're hurting me, boo! You know Kelly has my concealer today.” Portia whined but still made no move to shove James away. She just proceeded to grind her lower body into James and trying to get as close as humanly possible without getting rid of her clothes in public.<br /> James finally pried Portia off his body and walked towards his mate. In some ways, Portia was like a bloodsucking leech or an annoying wart, never leaving without a fight.<br /> “Baby, where are you going? I need you!” Her voice was like a cat dragging its claws across a board.<br /> James just signalled her to shut up before walking towards his mate. He would do the right thing, of course, as the future Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack and give Nikolina what she deserves.<br /> He stopped in front of her and asked, “What's your name?”<br /> “Nikolina,” she stated. He soon noticed that she had no friends and no car and he felt the curious stares on his back as everyone's attention was on him.<br /> “I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ As he rejected her, Jace whimpered and cowered. And James felt bad but he knew this was the right thing to do for himself and the pack. From his perspective, Nikolina was someone who brought out the worst in people and Portia was way more deserving to be his mate and Luna, considering that she was fearless and wasn't afraid to fight dirty for her rights.<br /> James was an egoistic douche bag who mistook petty behavior for fearless but he was blinded by the greed for power and popularity.<br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. She would have collapsed if not for the anger that surged through her. She was furious. At James. The Moon Goddess. Not realizing how painful rejection was. Her fate. It was a never ending list.<br /> It felt like she was being drowned in liquid bleach, her lungs burned and she saw red. Anger took over the pain she was feeling and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.<br /> Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> “I, Nikolina Reed, accept your rejection as my mate and Alpha. I sincerely hope you get the clap!”<br /> With that, she turned on her heel and left the school premises.<br /> “Who needs a mate? Especially someone like James. People like him need girls like Portia by their sides, who cater to their whims and needs and whatever freaky carnal desire they might have.” Nikolina thought darkly. She wasn't going to give in to her pain and this rejection was the final push that encouraged her to chase after her freedom and break bonds with the family who had clipped off her wings.<br /> James felt a tiny bit of hurt realizing that she didn't even think twice before accepting the rejection and all he could wonder was how did she not burst into tears or grovel at his feet to take her back. Jace did not talk. He just whimpered, feeling the loss of his mate. Before James could think of it anymore, Portia dragged him to an empty classroom to distract her beloved Jamie boo. It seemed as if James wasn't the least bit affected by the incident with Nikolina, because his actions didn't falter as he hitched Portia's skirt up and ripped her panties, drilling her like an animal and releasing himself on her clothes and face as he left her alone to clean up.<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> “Well, he can go drill his toy as much as he wants.” I thought darkly while making my way towards home. All Lydia did was whimper. The moment I saw James, I knew something like this was bound to happen. You don't have any expectations when someone like him is supposed to be your destined mate. He was born with a big ego and he can just stuff it up his.<br /> “Maybe he regrets hurting us, you know.” Lydia whimpered.<br /> Before I could reply, searing hot pain flooded my senses. I felt myself fall on the pavement and the pain started to become more intense. It is obvious, isn't it? He's already drilling someone just minutes after rejecting me. It felt like my body was set on fire and the blistering flames charred my skin.<br /> I slowly got up and almost keeled over as my vision turned white. Dizziness washed over me. I had to clench my fists and dig my fingers hard enough to draw blood. Getting away from him and this stupid pack is my best bet. He was doing it intentionally considering the fact he knows that we're both connected unless one of us dies or gets marked by another. Walking never felt so strenuous and with every step I had to force myself to not curl up on the pavement and cry. I know I deserve someone better but I did want to cry my pain away.<br /> After what seemed like hours, the pain slowly ebbed away. Painful times ahead. The only problem is that the mate bond doesn't break even after being rejected. Only if the rejected is marked by the first mate or by another, or if one of the mates die, will the bond break.<br /> I entered my house and went to my room to pack my bags. You know, in every werewolf story the rejected mate writes letters before leaving. There's no logic to it. I mean, don't you get it? No one cares if you leave. No one cares if you die. No one cares if you slit your throat or get molested or murdered. That's the harsh truth. Why should I open my feelings on a letter make them feel pity? I can just run away and live my best life, away from them. It's not like they will send out search teams for you.<br /> I don't want pity. I can do better than that. I picked up my red lipstick and wrote in capitals before leaving. I know I'm dramatic but it serves them right. They'll remember this for years to come: women can walk away without feeling a twinge of guilt or regret.<br /> Showing vulnerability would only make me seem weak and I've let people walk over me way too many times.<br /> My mom was probably busy getting her hair done or something. That's the only thing she ever does. Or her nails. Or maybe she was out shopping with snobby people like herself. It's obvious that birds of a feather flock together. The only thing I ever liked about her is that she cooked for us, sometimes. Mom made a mean lasagna.<br /> Dad was probably with Alpha George. That's usually where he is. But then again, he also has this terrible habit of getting drunk during daylight hours. And once he even groped some other girl in front of the whole pack. Mom turned an ugly shade of red as she kicked him in the crotch. Those were the good days. It was fun when he laid on the couch with a bag of frozen peas on his groin and mom was nowhere around.<br /> Leaving was better for me anyway. Nothing was tying me down to this place. No friends. No proper family. I would be doing myself and them a favor.<br /> I took my dad's sleek black Porsche for my escapade. I might as well leave loaded and in style, besides it's high time I had a car.<br /> Just as I reached the pack border, I said, “I, Nikolina Reed, break all ties with the Solaris Eclipse Pack.” The patrol guards looked at me, but its not like they would stop me.<br /> The pack links broke and with that I revved up the engine and sped through the borders, driving towards my new life. A better life. It was a blessing that this pack did not care enough to stop me.<br /> <br /> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br /> Wanna continue this incredible story? Please download our App and search for novel ID: 99168!	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