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Yes | 2024-10-10 19:48 | active | 1604 | 0 | Improve your jumping 1 book at a time! | ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “No more aimless riding for us. Love these show jumping books!” -Nnyke from the Netherlands Follow a 28 day step-by-step training plan based on your horse's needs OR mix and match mulitple books and build your own 6 month or 1 year of training plans designed to help you reach the top and strive for success with your horses. Order your paperback books now and have a training plan to follow to keep you focused & one hoof closer to your riding goals: https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com Use Code gift10 to save 10% on your first order! | SHOP_NOW | https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/collections/sho | Coach Krystal Kelly | https://www.facebook.com/coachkrystalkelly/ | 4,385 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com | VIDEO | https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/collections/showjumpingbooks | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/454539035_464583519719822_8329287433675693912_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=h1mCbRXxQcIQ7kNvgFlnXp5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Axj5SaEtP0u0rwMqHcwlcjq&oh=00_AYBTyhd-d8z-OXsz5UlfkBvR8CQoa0Q28P_TdizT8EMLdA&oe=670E3B37 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Coach Krystal Kelly | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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2006 Toyota Sienna | 2006 Toyota Sienna - $2,000.00 Serious Buyers Only - Odometer 214,500 We Kelly Blue Booked This Car, Value is based on milage in Fair Condition--Kelly Values it up to $3600, but we dropped it down because it needs work (engine light on but fully operable) Toyota Reliable Vehicle - Moderate Mileage Car is Smogged/Registered Cars Operates, But Some Maintenance is Recommended Firm Price This is our working van, so reliable and still very operable, but we don't want to pay for general maintenance fixes. We took it to a mechanic and he said soon we will have to replace water pump, timing belt and radiator--so it's being SOLD AS IS. Vehicle is operable, and it still has plenty more miles to give you with, but we decided to invest in new car instead of paying for fixing feels. If you want this car, here are the procedures --Only email inquiries accepted because owner at work all day, but will provide written responses within 24 hours --Make appointment to see and test drive car in Kernville --Payment is made through Zelle or Venmo--no cash or checks Facebook Marketplace | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/393441310453 | Marsinah Ramirez Buchan | https://www.facebook.com/Marsinah-Ramirez-Buchan-105989581045207/ | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact us | 0 | IMAGE | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/393441310453880/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | REGULAR_PAGE | 1 | 1 | 0 | Marsinah Ramirez Buchan | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Personalize Your Notebook 📓 | 🎨 Design the perfect notebook for every moment. Create your own cover to reflect your unique style. Whether you're an artist, writer, or crafter, our notebooks provide the perfect canvas for your ideas. 📝 Choose from lined or blank pages to sketch, jot down notes, draft your next novel, or plan your next big project. Order yours today and start crafting your masterpiece – your creativity deserves the best! ✨ | SHOP_NOW | https://happywrap.com/products/custom-notebooks | Happy Wrap | https://www.facebook.com/Violagraceshop/ | 1,117 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | happywrap.com | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://happywrap.com/products/custom-notebooks | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/458992313_1261088885074168_5181170691865090139_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lpUbQJUBBFQQ7kNvgFNxvO7&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A4OfQZV4l_-rFD31-06UL7B&oh=00_AYC42SYnKCnO_qtuetgNrOc_fjt2HjZYfUlf8D5ewE_wvA&oe=670E375E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Happy Wrap | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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2022 Chevrolet colorado zr2 | 2022 Chevrolet colorado zr2 - $43,000.00 2022 Colorado ZR2 with only 7,900 miles. Like new condition, no scratches or dents. Go-Rhino rocker running boards. This is Colorado’s top of the line model. V6 engine, 3.5-in wider track, Goodyear Wranglers, premium Bose sound system, heated seats, heated steering wheel, traction control w/ locking differentials, Factory DSSV suspension system, spray-in bed liner, remote start, block heater, heated mirrors, navigation system, power adjustable fronts seats, Husky floor mats, Tow package. STILL UNDER WARRENTY: Basic good until Jan 2026 and Drive Train good until Jan 2028. JD Power value at $45,161. KBB Value at $45,388. Asking $43,000 Facebook Marketplace | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/438659139232 | Kelly Leseman | https://www.facebook.com/Kelly-Leseman-106183828336373/ | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact us | 0 | IMAGE | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/438659139232702/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | REGULAR_PAGE | 1 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Leseman | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🚀 Ignite Their Passion in a Safe, Fun Space! | 🏅 Discover Their Passion with Fun & Safe Sports, STEM & More! 🏅 ⚽️ Sports to 🔬 STEM and 🥋 Martial Arts, your child will have fun discovering new skills with: 💪 Fitness Challenges and 🎨 Creative Arts! 2 Amazing Options Await: 📅 Homeschool Enrichment Wednesday | 8:30 AM - 12:30 PM Kids ages 3-10 rotate through: 🌟 School Holiday Breaks (public schools) Full & Half-Day Child Care for ages 3-9! 📍 Carlsbad, CA | 8:30 - 4:30 PM ✅ Up to 3 Sports Per Day ✅ Hands-On STEM Projects ✅ Fitness & Fun with Friends! 🌟 Limited Spaces—Secure your child’s spot today! | LEARN_MORE | https://gophoenixsports.com/ | Phoenix Sports | https://www.facebook.com/gophoenixsports/ | 227 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | gophoenixsports.com | DCO | Let your child dive into a day packed with excitement! From ⚽️ sports and 🥋 martial arts to 🔬 STEM adventures and 🎨 creative arts, they'll explore new passions while having a blast. Safe, fun, and full of friends | https://gophoenixsports.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462703484_549311470967408_1784470660867749143_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lxwO61GMsh8Q7kNvgHXQYlJ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AgORcok8DXtWkXy-FFxAxoE&oh=00_AYCBWSFhkD-k6BzvusDE6Q3FOyxlpU5Gj55j_rEekkqRbg&oe=670E3597 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Phoenix Sports | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Monthly E-Newsletter | Want an easy way to stay up on the local housing market, hot new listings, and fun events happening in the area? . Sign up for our FREE monthly newsletter! . Each month, we will provide you with content, tips, and tricks on all things HOME-related, including what's happening in today's real estate market. . Each newsletter is designed to provide value, whether you’re looking to buy, sell, or just stay informed. If you’d like to stay connected, Click Subscribe below! . Kelly & Robert Doucet Call/Text: 408.605.0129 . MyEDHHome.com RobertandKelly@MyEDHHome.com DRE# 01196389 | #01185577 . #EDHRealEstate #EDHRealtor #SacramentoRealtor #Realtor #MyEDHHome #MyElDoradoHillsHome #DoucetTeam #Iloveeldoradohills #ElDoradoHillsRealEstate #ElDoradoHillsHomes #RealtorLife #sellinghouses | SUBSCRIBE | https://myedhhome.com/newsletter/ | My El Dorado Hills Home | https://www.facebook.com/myEDHhome/ | 609 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Subscribe | 0 | myedhhome.com/newsletter/ | IMAGE | SUBSCRIBE TO OUR MONTHLY NEWSLETTER! Once a month we will email you news about the real estate market, local events, home tips, advice about buying and/or selling and much more! You can unsubscribe any time and we never share your information. We hope you will find the information helpful and entert... | https://myedhhome.com/newsletter/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/457802518_8418777391523002_1027680687820029290_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=et6gpbWHsZoQ7kNvgFiwVda&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AdYHTwi_XgmU5wORQeQdMMC&oh=00_AYDi2lFCe3DOPzDA78jNy-ykyD4vWc3cNOEhuLZu1RWkFg&oe=670E4A6C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | My El Dorado Hills Home | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Epic Blowout Sale-Read Listing for pricing | Epic Blowout Sale-Read Listing for pricing - $1.00 We're offering unbeatable prices on items that didn’t meet our usual grading standards. Now’s the time to take on those repairs or complete your summer projects without blowing your budget. Stop by and take a look! Location: 700 Kunzler Ranch Rd, Ukiah, CA Hours: 7:00 AM - 3:30 PM Feel free to leave me a message if you have any questions! Pricing: 4' Lattice - $4.00 each 2' Lattice - $2.00 each 1' Lattice - $1.00 each 4x4x8 - $10.00 each 2x4x8 - $3.00 each (SOLD, More coming Wednesday) 1x8x8 - $2.50 each 1x8x6 - $2.00 each 1x8x5 - $1.50 each 1x10x6 Dog Eared - $3.00 each 1x6x6 - $1.50 each Learn more about this listing on Facebook Marketplace: https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/3980912715475310/ | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/398091271547 | Eric Kelly | https://www.facebook.com/Eric-Kelly-430953923434669/ | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact us | 0 | IMAGE | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/3980912715475310/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | REGULAR_PAGE | 1 | 0 | 0 | Eric Kelly | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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DESCUBRE NUESTRO MÉTODO PROBADO 🔥 | WATCH_MORE | https://escalandotuempresa.com/ete | Escalando Tu Empresa | https://www.facebook.com/Escalandotuempresa/ | 296 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Watch More | 0 | escalandotuempresa.com | DCO | - Escalando tu Empresa - | https://escalandotuempresa.com/ete | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462438074_849403250652030_6696268682084096040_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PKrYfL1nWCcQ7kNvgHGVhiN&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ap1VikfStqgpx0S6zJ1NlB5&oh=00_AYADJZkwJ227HHCOWJUK0Vti5nAGW-uEz9AQgMTlTbkvZA&oe=670E464E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Escalando Tu Empresa | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Personalize Your Notebook 📓 | 🎨 Design the perfect notebook for every moment. Create your own cover to reflect your unique style. Whether you're an artist, writer, or crafter, our notebooks provide the perfect canvas for your ideas. 📝 Choose from lined or blank pages to sketch, jot down notes, draft your next novel, or plan your next big project. Order yours today and start crafting your masterpiece – your creativity deserves the best! ✨ | SHOP_NOW | https://happywrap.com/products/custom-notebooks | Happy Wrap | https://www.facebook.com/Violagraceshop/ | 1,117 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | happywrap.com | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://happywrap.com/products/custom-notebooks | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/458992313_1261088885074168_5181170691865090139_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lpUbQJUBBFQQ7kNvgFNxvO7&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A4OfQZV4l_-rFD31-06UL7B&oh=00_AYC42SYnKCnO_qtuetgNrOc_fjt2HjZYfUlf8D5ewE_wvA&oe=670E375E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Happy Wrap | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Watch From the Comfort of Home | The Journey On Podcast Summit is more than just a live gathering of former podcast guests; it is a community, coming together to tap into collective wisdom 🌞 Raise your vibration and align yourself with positive and transformative energies. 💖 Let go of negativity and step into higher-frequency emotions like love, joy, and abundance. 😌 Gain clarity on your soul's unique mission and discover your true purpose in this life. Our latest UK Summit left attendees in awe, here’s what one attendee said after three days of not only informative, but also TRANSFORMATIVE sessions. “I wasn't quite sure what to expect from the summit, I was just looking forward to hearing more from the podcast guests and spending time with like-minded people. The summit was life changing. Bringing like-minded people together, I have never felt energy like it. The whole weekend flowed without a script, it was wholesome and I felt at home. We laughed, cried, danced and felt emotions that haven't been felt before. A truly healing experience I can't wait for the next!” It’s not just about the information received but how it allows you to shift your perspective and approach life differently. Imagine a place where every conversation and interaction is an invitation to grow, to understand deeper truths about yourself and how you can change your future. With presentations from: Stacy Westfall, Kelly Wendorf, Jesse Osborn, Sarah Louise Lilley, Hannah Betts, Tom Mayes, Brendan O’Reilly, Mary Corning, Noni Boon, Doniga Markegard, Kim Kizzier Sherrod, Jordanna Anawalt, Carmen Theobald, Frances Ulman, Sara Fleming, Chelan Harkin, Sue Pighini, Leif Halberg, and Emelie Cajsdotter. Join us for the livestream and receive lifetime access to all of the sessions held. Ready to transform your mindset in just three days? Sign up today! | LEARN_MORE | https://summit.warwickschiller.com/paso-robles-202 | Warwick Schiller's Attuned Horsemanship | https://www.facebook.com/Warwickschillerfanpage/ | 198,367 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | summit.warwickschiller.com | IMAGE | The Journey On Podcast Summit | https://summit.warwickschiller.com/paso-robles-2024-attend/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462556095_8769030456452612_4364848822901831807_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KISGkbQrTd0Q7kNvgH6purX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AEJl11MpiVmsjQKVUGP1-6e&oh=00_AYCDVqPeYhcEIsvlhb-FWRKlhjl5BOL5YGYXBRwwt6D3og&oe=670E3D4C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Warwick Schiller's Attuned Horsemanship | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Dear Friend, If you’re reading this, maybe you’ve thought about booking a photography session but something has held you back. Maybe you’ve been waiting for the “right” moment, the perfect time when everything aligns just the way you imagined it. But here’s the thing: you are already enough, just as you are right now. Imagine finally seeing yourself in a photo and loving what you see. Not because the lighting is perfect or because you’re wearing the right outfit, but because you finally see your own beauty—beauty that’s always been there. That’s what I want to give you. I want to show you how worthy and wonderful you are in every moment, no matter where you are in your journey. We’re often our own toughest critics, but I’m here to help you give yourself the grace you deserve. Your journey is uniquely yours, and every step of it is worth celebrating. My sessions are designed to honor who you are—flaws and all—and to remind you that you don’t have to change a thing to be worthy of feeling beautiful and seen. Together, we’ll create more than just images; we’ll capture real, authentic memories that reflect your true self. You deserve to look back on these moments and feel proud of the person you are today. Let’s work together to capture your strength, vulnerability, and the beauty that’s been inside you all along. So, are you ready? It’s time to book a session that will make you feel empowered, uplifted, and seen. Let’s show the world—and most importantly, yourself—just how beautiful you are. | MESSAGE_PAGE | Kelly Phillips Photography LLC | https://www.facebook.com/KellyPhillipsPhotographyFloydVA/ | 2,843 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | IMAGE | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462538988_1061778328760374_8629982241252494235_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mzdWvrDZLGcQ7kNvgG2C2e-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A4dTF6aU8gYYOwjV209sd5d&oh=00_AYBeA11L4HDgdEMlDCE104tdReJZjG-ZBX59iuQdVFJPfg&oe=670E44F3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Phillips Photography LLC | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-10-10 19:48 | active | 1604 | 0 | This Accident Hack is Paying Out BIG! Check now👉 | $150,000 Could Be Coming Your Way!😱 Tap Below if You:👇 Were in a car crash in the last 2 years It wasn’t your fault No lawyer? No problem! You could still get a HUGE payout. Don’t let this slip by—tap below and see how much you can claim now!"😱 | LEARN_MORE | https://simplytrk.com/66fd793e4552b7bc4461e76f?sub | Kelly Woods | https://www.facebook.com/61552788097888/ | 9 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | simplytrk.com | VIDEO | https://simplytrk.com/66fd793e4552b7bc4461e76f?sub1=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&sub2=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&sub3=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&sub4=%7B%7Bad.name%7D%7D&sub5=%7B%7Badset.name%7D%7D&sub6=%7B%7Bcampaign.name%7D%7D&sub7=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&sub8=%7B%7Bsite_source_name%7D%7D&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462594092_500615899506081_2497842125146026349_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=g0rii-eUgkwQ7kNvgEXsk1r&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Au32RqfCeIlD5j-M8hnnSDL&oh=00_AYCKbDV0dd4r5UX7zfCKPwnqHj258Hm3UHF3odX6MeADjg&oe=670E3291 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Woods | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-10-10 19:48 | active | 1604 | 0 | Click to continue reading 👉Never again | .."I, Alpha Andrew Miller reject you Amanda Anderson as my mate and Luna"... I was rejected, humiliated and left heartbroken all because I was human. He expected his fated mate to be strong. I‘m exactly the opposite of what he’s looking for. So he rejected me. But there’s no way he would’ve thought that I shifted one day. My wolve is not like the others. My wolf is, RARE. ..."I, Alpha Andrew Miller, reject you, Amanda Anderson, as my mate and Luna." He stated, gazing at me with his cold eyes. Am I imagining things? Is this really Andrew - my Andrew? I quickly searched my mind to check if last night was real. Yes, yes, yes it was! Here I am in his hotel room bed, sore, a little bruised, and sated. I just found my mate, my other half, and I was finally, wholeheartedly happy. Just to have my heart crushed? No! This had to be a bad dream. I blinked my eyes a few times, holding the bedsheet to my chest for dear life, and stared at him, dumbfounded. "What did you say?" I finally asked. “Are you deaf? I said I reject you as-” “I heard you the first time.” I cut him off, standing up from bed searching for my dress “...but why?” I found the dress and quickly put it on. He stood there with a cold demeanor. I couldn't decipher his emotions. Where is that sweet, caring, and loving guy from last night? Is he bipolar, perhaps? Putting his hands in jeans pockets, he took three large steps forward. Stopping a few inches before me, I had to tilt my head up to meet his gaze. He was so tall. "You thought I would accept you?" he scoffed and continued, "You are just a weak and pathetic human. You are not fit to be Luna. I need someone strong, someone who is capable of leading by my side, a worthy one." I stood there frozen in place, not daring to move my shaky legs. I knew once I moved, I would collapse. I refused to give him this satisfaction. I would not break. He lifted his hand and tucked my loose hair behind my ear, sending shivers down my body. His lps formed a disgusting smirk, and he added, "Although... I must say. You were a bad guy." He chuckled. "Probably the best I’ve had, sweetheart." And that was it. I stepped away from him, with all the courage I could muster, sizing him up. I looked him dead in the eyes and opened my mouth, “I, Amanda Anderson, accept your rejection." And with that, I left... ... Beep, beep, beep I woke up in a cold sweat, panting. Dear God, what was that? It had been five years since that horrible night, and four years since the last time I dreamt about it. What does it mean? I haven't thought about him in years. And I was surely not thinking about him now! Was I going crazy? Was this the effect of overworking myself? Yep, that must be the answer. I got up from my comfy bed and looked at the digital clock on my nightstand. It showed the time in big green numbers: 6:45am. Dragging my numb body to the bathroom, I stopped in front of the mirror and checked the damage. My brown hair was chaos, a huge mess. It definitely needed to be taken care of. Not just my hair - my face looked pale, and I had dark circles under my gray eyes, probably the effect of lack of sleep. And my eyes, God my eyes were lifeless. I could play a zombie role in some naive sitcom. Is this me? I wondered. Unfortunately, yes. Sighing, I started my morning routine. After a refreshing, warm shower, I wrapped a white towel around my small frame and went straight to the walk-in reacht to find a proper outfit for work. After looking for a few minutes, I finally decided to wear a knee-length red sleeveless dress. I chose a matching set and black stilettos to go with it. After blow drying my hair, I put on enough makeup to at least look presentable. Then I left my bedroom and went to the kitchen in search of the love of my life: coffee. The kitchen opened up to the dining room, only separated by an island with a dark wooden countertop. My kitchen was painted dark gray, which perfectly fit the white cabinets and stainless-steel equipment. I loved the industrial style, that's why my whole house was arranged this way. Thank you, 'Magnolia Design' and Debbie Mitchell, for your work. I loved my home. It gave me a sense of security and peace. After switching on the coffee machine, I started to make breakfast. Today's special was a veggie omelet. Picking up the ingredients from the fridge and beginning to cook, my thoughts went back to my dream. Why now? Was it a warning or something? How to interpret it? Was it a good or bad sign? I was rejected, humiliated, and left heartbroken - all because I was human. My wish to be loved was the most naive thing I could have ever longed for. It wasn’t that I still cared about him or missed him or even loved him. It was just one night - a one-night stand. It was just a little irrelevant episode in my life. Not worth mentioning to anyone. After finishing my breakfast and coffee, I went to my car and drove to work. After driving for 30 minutes in my lovely golden BMW, I reached the underground parking lot and parked my car in my designated place. I went inside the elevator to William's Holding building. I pressed my floor number and waited. At the main lobby, the elevator doors opened, and more people came in, greeting me with a smile, which I returned. Feeling a little tired, I took a few steps back and reachd my eyes, placing my head on the elevator's wall to rest. "Hello Ms. Anderson, how was your weekend?" a familiar voice made me snap out of my rest. Damian Kelly, our new IT project manager, who started two weeks ago. Good asset to our department. "Hello, Mr. Kelly, it was full of relaxation, good food, lots of fun, and a great amount of sleep!" I answered with a trained fake smile. My weekend was the opposite of my made-up claim, but he didn’t need to know that. "Looks like you had fun, Ms. Anderson. Perhaps you will share some good stories at our monthly meeting this afternoon?" Is he trying to piss me off? Cause he might succeed. "Well, Mr. Kelly, my private life stays private. I hope you will present some magnificent project ideas at that meeting." I answered coldly to shut him up. Remember who's the boss here. He responded with a nod and turned back, waiting for his floor. Reaching the top floor, I went straight to the CEO's office, and after walking in without a knock, I was met with the most horrible sight. My boss, the famous Ryan Williams , was face with his new flavor of the week. I think her name is Darcy or Daisy, whatever. Gross. I cleared my throat to announce my presence. They immediately stopped and looked my way. Embarrassed, she jumped off him and rearranged her black, way-too-short-for-the-morning dress and stood next to Ryan's desk. I had gotten used to that kind of situation over the past seven years of working with Ryan. He excused her and whispered something in her ear, making her blush. Giggling, she gave him a peck on the lps and headed to the door. I walked her out with my eyes. After seeing the door reach, I turned back and looked at him. "Well, well, well, I see you had a great weekend." I teased. "You should try it sometime. It's refreshing and relieves stress. I'm all at your service." He said, wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed; full belly laughed so hard I had to put my hands on my stomach. A few tears left my eyes. Moments later, I could finally open my eyes and look at Ryan. "Every time it’s the same reaction. Will you ever consider my proposal?" he asked, annoyed with my response. "You know I love you Ryan, but this," I pointed my finger between us, "will never happen." "I'm persistent." "And I'm stubborn." Sighing, he sat in his chair and put his hands on the black wooden desk. "What brings you here at 8:00am? It's not something I forgot, is it?" He asked, a little nervous. "No, you are off the hook this time." I smiled. "Uff, then what is it?" he visibly relaxed. "Peter." was my simple response. Peter Collins, my best friend, joined our company six years ago, and we immediately felt a connection, like we were twins. Although we looked very different. While I was short at 5'4, he stood tall at 6'2. Peter had auburn hair, while mine was dark brown. He had beautiful amber eyes, mine were gray. I was human while he was a werewolf, but we kept that a secret. Besides looking physically opposite, we had similar characters: stubborn, crazy, hardworking, and loyal to family and friends. Lately, he had started to act strangely. Skipping our Friday movie marathons at my house. Finding any reasonable excuse to not go to Barry's for Monday's drink evenings. He even stopped crashing at my place after his Saturday family dinner to complain about them. It must be something serious. This can't be something as simple as a hidden partner he was dating in secret to not scare him away with his lifestyle or family problems . He would have come to me first to find a solution to something like that. I was concerned about him, and I needed to find out what was going on. "What about Peter? He's dead?" Ryan widened his eyes. I sighed, shook my head, and put my hands on his desk. "No. He's not dead." I answered. "His behavior seems odd these last two weeks, and I don't know what's going on." I cleared my throat to ask a frightening question..."Did he..." I gulped, "Did he resign?" I looked him straight in the eyes, hoping his answer wouldn’t break me more than I already was, but his soft and sorrowful eyes said it all. "He did," I stated, defeated. I hung my head even lower, trying to fight the tears that appeared in my eyes. I bit my bottom lp hard to not let them flow. Moments later, I stood up straight and released the breath I didn't know I was holding. I turned to leave his office. "Listen, Mandy, he asked me not to tell you until he's ready. " Ryan's voice stopped me when I was reaching for the doorknob. "Thank you for telling me. Your secret is safe with me. " I answered, not looking back. "I'm sorry, Mandy!" was the last thing I heard as the door reachd behind me. ... Finally, the day was over, and after my morning conversation with Ryan, my mind couldn't focus on anything other than Peter. He was leaving me. HE WAS LEAVING ME. Why? What happened? I needed answers, but I couldn’t pry. I had promised Ryan secrecy. All the meetings today flew by in a blur. I just asked my assistant to email me the notes. I would deal with them in the evening when my mind was clear. I hoped. Even Daniel didn't make any comments about my behavior. Good boy. Descending in the elevator to my car, my phone rang. Reaching into my purse, I grabbed it, and when I saw the name on the screen, my heart started to beat at 100 mph. Should I answer or not?! Taking a few deep breaths and preparing for 'the end', I clicked the answer bottomon. "Hello handsome, glad you remember your bestie," I said with a smile, hearing him chuckle on the other end. "Well, hello to you too, gorgeous," he replied, with a happy voice. "I'm in the elevator now. Can I call you back when I get home?" I tried to postpone my heartbreak for a little while. "That's alright. I'm actually at your place right now. I ordered pizza and brought drinks. What do you say?" It wouldn't have surprised me before, but now, after not knowing what is going on, I was confused. What was the occasion? "Fine with me, baby. Be there in 40 minutes, I need to pick up my order from Pam's Bakery, ok?" I replied. "Oh, please tell me you ordered strawberry muffins?" he asked dreamily. "You know I love them. Bad girl, I'm already drooling!" he yelled. "Yep, I did," I said with a smirk. "Ok, gotta go if you want those muffins." I ended the call and exhaled. "Oh God, please don't do this to me." I prayed while buckling my seat belt and starting the engine to head back home. "You can do this. You are strong." I told myself, leaving the parking lot. ... "We need to talk." I gulped. This is it. Prepare for the impact. When I came home, Peter was already sitting on my black leather couch, munching on pizza, and drinking his fourth drink. 'Great, thanks for waiting.' I thought to myself. He greeted me as usual, giving me his million-dollar smile. I took notice of his demeanor. He looked confident, happy, even a little bit proud but what was most noticeable was his glow. What happened? "I know baby girl, that I've been avoiding you for some time lately," he said, putting his arms on my shoulders. "But I have my reasons," he continued, "You know you are my baby girl, my best friend, and my person to rely on." He looked me in the eyes, and I couldn't help but gulp again. He was breaking up with me. He was leaving me. "God!" He cursed, taking his hands from my shoulders to run them nervously through his hair and turning his back to me. I stood still; frozen and afraid. A sudden sense of déjà vu hit me. The whole scene felt familiar. Where had I felt this before? Suddenly, the memory of my dream appeared in front of my eyes. Rejection. That’s what the familiar sensation was. All the blood drained from my face, my heart dropped to my stomach, and my legs started to shake. This was it, the end. Another one was leaving me. I lost my mate. Now I was losing my best friend. I cleared my dry throat, put my hand on the back of his shoulder, and whispered, "Tell me what is wrong?" He let out a huge gush of air and turned around. Putting his hands in his pants pockets, he opened his mouth. "I found my mate." Mandy's POV I couldn't believe it was really happening. Peter was leaving me. Oh My God! What was I supposed to do now, all alone, heartbroken again? Was this some sick joke or something? My brain kept shouting all the negative thoughts at me. My heartbeat increased. Was I going to have a heart attack? This was it. I was going to die now. He said it. He said it… Wait!!!! Did he say mate? I didn't imagine it, right? Or was I starting to go mental? "Did you say MATE?!" I finally found my voice, still frozen in place. "Yes." I blinked a few times and started to pace around the living room, biting my thumb nail. My mind started to shut down, and the only word that I repeated constantly was 'mate.' "Mandyyyy?..." Peter's concerned voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh, my Gooooood!" I shouted in realization. Clapping my hands, smiling like a naive guy, and jumping in place, I turned to face Peter. His face showed a lot of emotions, my outburst must have shocked him, but the most prominent emotion was worry. He probably thought I was mental, but I couldn't control my emotions. I was happy for my friend. Giggling like a teenage girl, I jumped on the coffee table and let my feelings out. "My Peter found his maaaaaaate!!!! Ladies and Gentlemen, my Peteeeer," I pointed at him dramatically, "fooooound his MAAAAAATE!" "Get your bottom down here, baby girl." he ordered, shaking his head, "NOW!" he added. he furrowed his eyebrows and pouted his lps, waiting for me to cool down. Coming back to my senses, I jumped off the table and took predatory steps his way. "You!" I pointed my finger at his chest, and let my words flow. "You made me feel like I was losing my mind! You were avoiding me, making lame excuses, making me feel abandoned. And to top it all, you resigned from work without even telling me!" I punched his arm. "And you feel authorized to scold me?!" Pointing at myself, I shouted, releasing tears. "I... I..." I couldn't find my voice. I threw myself at him and broke down. He held me reach and let me cry my heart out, murmuring sweet nothings into my ear. When I finally calmed down, I took a few deep breaths, composed myself, and moved away from his embrace. "So." I cleared my throat. "Let's start again. You were saying...?" He chuckled and shook his head in amusement. "I said...I found my mate." This time, I reacted properly. "Oh my God, Peter, I am so happy for you! Tell me everything. Do I know him? Is he a werewolf? When did you meet?..." I shot my questions at him one after another. He laughed and led me to the couch. Sitting beside me, he reached the table and offered me a drink. I took it vigorously and gulped almost half of it to calm my nerves. "Easy girl," he said, taking the bottle from my hand. "His name is Benjamin, Ben for short. And no, I don't think you know him. He's not from here." he answered dreamily. "He's a werewolf, he came here for business purposes, and we met in the club." he paused. "We bumped into each other when I passed the VIP room in 'Stairs'. It was..." he sighed. "I can't even describe it, magical, I guess. I was speechless, just stood there starstruck admiring his gorgeousness..." "Wow." I blurted out uncontrollably, staring in awe at my best friend. "He invited me for a drink, and since then, it just went naturally." How on earth didn't I recognize the symptoms? For two weeks, he wasn't himself. He wasn't my Peter, the carefree and spontaneous freak. He was reserved, like guarding some precious treasure against the ugly world. Now I know. He found his treasure. I can't blame him, can I? "Can I meet him?" "That's why I'm here. I wanted to ask can I bring Ben here tomorrow for dinner?" His eyes pleaded for me to say yes. I smiled and nodded my head, "Yes, of course." We spent the evening talking about Ben, well I was just listening, mesmerized by his story. His strange behavior had everything to do with Ben. He is a Beta from a pack in South Carolina and came here to finalize their new project. He told me about the dates they've been on and how complete and safe he makes him feel. He is undeniably in love. I am happy for him. At least he has his happy ending. After talking, laughing, and planning tomorrow's dinner, we called it quits and ended the night. Peter stayed and occupied 'his' bedroom at my place. Lying in bed, I was exhausted but content, not thinking that, in the end, he will leave me. South Carolina is on the other end of the country. Sighing, I reachd my eyes and fell asleep. … "Wake up, sleepyhead!" Something heavy hit me. Trying to steal a few more minutes, I didn't move. "Come on baby girl. It's time for coffee." "Go away, I don't know you," I reached for the sheets in an attempt to hide, but he predicted my moves, tossed them away and grabbed my ankle. "If you don't want me to treat you the same way, you better move your bottom and march to the bathroom. Coffee and breakfast are waiting," he ordered. Defeated, I did as I was told. After finding my outfit and putting on my makeup, I went to the kitchen when the smell of coffee and bacon hit me. My stomach growled in anticipation. Eating and talking about today's tasks at work, I couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell me you resigned? You went straight to Ryan. Why?" Putting our empty dishes into the sink, he sighed. "I'm sorry I did it behind your back, but I wasn't ready to tell you. Mr. Williams never asks for reasons, and I knew he would accept it without demanding answers," he explained. "Besides, it was inevitable, knowing Ben lives in a pack and I don't," he added, taking my empty plate. "You're right. I would interrogate you in a flash," I said, smiling at him. I put my coffee mug in the sink, then turned around and hugged him. "I'm so happy for you, really happy." He patted my head. A few moments later, we headed to work. The day went quite fast, a few members of Peter's team complained about his decision, saying he was the best and they won't work with anybody else. Some congratulated his bravery and wished him good luck. I was still a little sad about his leaving, but I knew I could deal with it in time. Coming back home early to prepare dinner, I quickly took a shower and changed my clothes to yoga pants and a loose t-shirt. Putting my wet hair in a messy bun, I started to cook. Forty minutes later, everything was almost ready. I put the salad at the table with sweet potatoes and white drink. The chicken will be ready in 5 minutes. I quickly went to the bedroom and changed into a simple summer light blue dress and sandals. Nothing fancy, but classy. Just when I was taking the chicken from the oven, the doorbell rang. This was it, the moment I was waiting for. Opening the door, I was met with a grinning Peter wearing dark blue jeans and a cream-colored sweater, and when I turned my head right, I was met with a huge wall of muscles in tight black jeans and a black bottomon-down shirt smiling friendly at me. He had dark blonde hair pulled into a manly bun and brown eyes. I wasn't shocked or intimidated. I have seen such a big man before. He looked similar to my brother or his Beta minus the tattoos. Through his collar, I had a little peek of ink on his ncek. Big Bad Beta, I thought. Smiling back, I gestured for them to come inside and reachd the door. "Come in, make yourself comfortable, perfect time for dinner." I led them to the dining table. "Mandy, I would like to introduce to you my mate, Benjamin Owens," he said, facing me. "Ben, this is Amanda Anderson, my best friend," he added. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ben. Can I call you Ben?" I said, extending my hand for a handshake. "Yes, you can, and the pleasure's all mine," he replied in a low voice, taking my hand in his, and to my surprise,making me giggle. "Such a bad guy you have here, Peter." I addressed him and looked back at smiling Ben. "Congratulations on finding your mate. You couldn't get better than Peter," I said, with a smile. "Thank you, and you're right," he answered, sending a playful wink to Peter, making him blush. I chuckled at that. When we sat down at the table, Peter immediately started to put food on Ben's plate, complimenting my cooking s...s. We ate in a comfortable atmosphere and made small talk about their story. Ben also told me a little bit about his pack, friends, and family. Sudden and strange pain hit my heart hearing that his best friend, an Alpha, is a widower. It broke my heart knowing she died giving birth to their only son. At least he is not alone like some people. After dinner, the guys sat on the couch, bringing their drink glasses with them. I quickly cleaned the table and put the plates in the dishwasher. Grabbing two more bottles of drink, I joined them. … "...And then he said you will probably ... him for not telling you earlier about me and that I have to protect him from your wrath." Ben continued talking about Peter's concerns, laughing at the same time. Peter was sending Ben daggers with his eyes, making me laugh. We had recently finished our fourth bottle of drink. While it made me a little flushed, they stayed unaffected, those werewolf genes. "Must admit he looked so cute at the time," he said. That gesture made me awe them. "Well, I must admit that at some point I was hurt he didn't tell me, but I wasn't angry - a little disappointed, yes, angry, no." I answered honestly and took another sip of drink. Peter released a relieved breath and smiled satisfied, then apologized sincerely. We talked until midnight, laughing, and getting to know each other. Ben was a really good guy, they fit together. Peter is lucky. After we said our goodbyes and made plans for another day, I took a quick shower, put on my purple shorts and white top, and went to bed. Before the darkness consumed me, I thought about the Alpha and his son, and the same pain hit my heart again. Putting a hand on my chest, I reachd my eyes and dozed off. ... The next few days were filled with many activities such as trips to bars, watching movies, or having fun playing paintball, they even let me win once. They persuaded me to sing one night at the karaoke bar, which was embarrassing. Although they tried to convince me I was great. Yeah, I know better, no more singing. That night we ended up in a fight. Some guy decided to hit on Peter, which made Ben go full Beta on him, and we had to apologize and pay his medical bills. Thankfully he didn't press charges against us. After that, we simply hung around my place or ate at restaurants avoiding pubs. Although we had fun and spent a pleasant time together. I knew my time with Peter was coming to an end. In three days, Ben had to go back to his pack and be in charge during his Alpha’s absence due to an alpha training he'll take part in. I wanted to fill my days with Peter's presence as much as I could, knowing that our time is limited. We were shopping at the mall. Our 'Drama Queen' needed to purchase new clothes for his new place to make a good impression. That's my Peter. Worse than any girl. "Can you please hurry up, I'm hungry?" Ben whined after another hour of shopping. "You can't rush perfection besides don't you want me to look good? " Peter answered, looking at the full-length mirror in the changing room checking his next outfit. Sighing, Ben plopped onto the couch I was already sitting on and put his head on my shoulder. "Goddess, where does he want to fit it all at my place, I'll need to expand my reacht," he said, gesturing for at least ten bags of clothes Peter already bought. "I love him, but I'll go bankrupt in less than a year if he doesn't stop." he sighed, letting his head fall back onto the couch's backrest and reachd his eyes. "This is my fault," I said, apologetically while rubbing his shoulder in comfort. "I had him for six years, he is my best friend, and I treated him like family. Most of the time, it was just us, so I might have spoiled him a little." I made my best puppy dog eyes hoping for forgiveness. He only turned his head left, opened one eye, and looked at me accusingly. "A little?" "Is 300 dollars for a pair of sneakers a little?" he narrowed his eyes, "What more did you do to him? I need to prepare myself," he added. "Well...." I began, just as his phone started to ring. "Oh Goddess, please don't say it, I don't want to know." Standing up from the couch, he took out his phone from a pocket and excused himself to take the call. "Call me when he's done," he said over his shoulder, heading to the exit. "Ok, I'm done, I have everything I need. Where's Ben?" Peter appeared in front of me with at least ten different clothes in his hands, his eyes searching for his mate. "Great, so let's pay," I said, taking out my wallet while walking to the counter. "Ben had a phone call, so he went outside to answer it." The shop assistant smiled at us when we argued about me not paying, but I won. Peter took his bags, and we left the shop in an attempt to find Ben. We spotted him in Domino's sitting at a table, probably waiting for the food he ordered, still with a phone attached to his ear. He looked funny. Dressed in all black. Showing his muscular body covered in tattoos and a cold face emitting his domineering aura. He was surrounded by giggling teenage girls trying to be noticed and boys feeling intimidated by his cold demeanor. If you didn't know better, you might think he's some mafia leader. We made our appearance just in time to hear him ending the call. "Yes Boss, I'll be there as soon as possible." "Problems, babe?" Peter asked, concerned when he sat next to Ben and gave him a peck on his lps. Ben growled in pleasure and put a hand at Peter's ncek while he was retreating and brought him back, just to smash his lps with Peter's. That made Peter let out a little sound, and the giggling girls whined in dissatisfaction. The boys instead whispered a little 'yes' and made a winning gesture with their hands. Not waiting for live porn in public, I cleared my throat. "Em, guys, you have an audience, and as I'm happy to see you in love, I'm sure this strange couple in the left corner is about to call the manager, so I suggest you wait until you get home," I advised taking the empty chair across Ben and sat down. "I don't mind, he's mine" Peter announced a little loud for the whole restaurant to hear and smiled at Ben. Ben only smirked at him mischievously and responded. "Wherever, you say? I have plans for later, so I hope you don't mind being caught." he winked at him, and Peter gulped. "So, what's the problem Ben, we heard you before you ended the call," I asked worriedly. "Well, first. I hope you don't mind me ordering for all of us. Pepperoni pizza and extra cheese and mushrooms for you, Mandy," he said while putting his arm around Peter's shoulders. We both nodded, waiting for him to continue. "My Al...." he looked around checking if there was anyone listening. "My boss wants me to come back sooner. There are some issues with our rivals (probably describing rogues), and I need to take care of the matter. Because he already left for his trip," he said apologetically, looking at me, because he knew that my time with Peter was precious. "When?" Peter asked the dreaded question I couldn't form because of the dryness in my throat. We both looked, expecting Ben to answer. "Tomorrow" was his simple answer. Tomorrow. I have only this night with my best friend, and then he'll be gone. I know that South Carolina is not the end of the world. But not having him here with me will be different, difficult. I'll need some time to adjust to my new life without him. Can I manage? If someone asked me if I can manage to take another department and lead an extra 500 new people, I would say yes in an instant - piece of cake. This is something I can do on a daily basis, but we're talking about private life. Letting someone important to you leave you to live on the other side of the country, that's different. But I think I'll have to figure out a way to survive that. I still have Ryan, although he rarely has time for me, preferring to relieve stress in his favorite way. Man easy girl. So, it leaves me with my brother and his mate. God! Still not a good idea, he's not around either, living far away in South Dakota. "Mandy? "Peter's concerned voice brought me back from my daze. "Sorry I zoned out a little." I giggled. "You were saying?" "I asked, do you want to help me pack my things tonight? The flight is at 9.00 am, and I need help with all the new stuff I bought. Are you ok?" He took my hand and gave a reassuring squeeze. I smiled at him in response just as our order was delivered. My appetite was long gone after the bomb Ben threw at me, but I couldn't show how devastated I felt so I said a quick, “I'm ok.", took a slice of my pizza, and started to eat. There was an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes before Ben excused himself and went to the restroom. "I'm sorry Mandy. It was not my intention to make you feel sad," Peter said looking straight into my eyes, pleading for forgiveness. I stopped eating. "I'm not sad honey, he's your mate, and understandably you want to be together, either here or at his place. It's just..." I took a deep breath and continued." I never thought it would be so far away, I'll miss you." Tears fell from my eyes when I said the last words, causing . I let myself cry harder. It must be some show to people around us seeing me falling apart after his boyfriend left. "I'll miss you too, baby girl, but we always have phone calls or FaceTime, or you can come to visit me on weekends, thank Goddess, you are rich, so you can afford the tickets." he joked, making me laugh. "At least I won't spend it on your new unnecessary shoes." I giggled, looking at his face, God he's gorgeous. I want a Peter for me too. He's perfect. He pushed me away from him a little and held my arms, raised one eyebrow and gave me the 'are you serious' face. "Unnecessary shoes?" he asked accusingly. I just sniffed and nodded. "You are all wrong, woman. Without those 'unnecessary shoes', I wouldn't have found my mate, because I was bending over to lace my 'unnecessary shoes' just in front of the VIP room at that club. If I didn't, I would have just passed by and never met him. So I should thank you for buying them for me. It's all thanks to you that I'm complete now." he assured me, and with a final sniff, I put my hands around his ncek and hugged him tightly. His hands went around me, and he put his head in my hair. "Please, just don't forget me." I pleaded into his ncek. "Never." was his simple reply, and he tightened his grip around me. After a few moments of us hugging each other, I took my previous seat and continued eating. Ben came back shortly after our moment, and the talk went smoothly again. Later in the parking lot, I was searching for my keys, when a voice from behind made me turn. "You didn't answer my question!" Peter shouted from about six parking places away. "What question?" I shouted back. "Will you help me pack this evening?" his voice was pleading. Smiling at him, I answered. "I'd be honored, see you later!" I waved and climbed into the car, starting the ignition. Checking my view, I stepped on the gas and drove my way home. .... "Deacon?" I sniffed after hearing the other side pick up the call. "Are you alright, Mandy girl? Are you hurt? Why are you crying?" my brother's concerned voice invaded my ear. I sniffed a few more times before I could make a coherent sentence. "He's leaving me, D. He's leaving me all alone here." my voice broke down at the end and I let my tears flow freely. I promised myself to be strong, to take it like a champ, but I couldn't. When I entered 'his' bedroom at my house, all the memories came, and I collapsed on the white, fluffy carpet and cried my heart out. Maybe if I cry now, I won't later. God. I'll cry myself to sleep at least for a month before Ryan will intervene and give me his famous speech about life being hard. "He's leaving D. He found his mate, and now he's going to live with him and will forget about me like everyone does." I said, climbing into his bed and smelling the pillow that still has his scent of citrus and something earthy. "Who's leaving?" Deacon asked, concerned. "Peter." "Oh, Mandy, I'm so sorry to hear that, but it's a good thing. He's a werewolf, and finding a mate is the most exciting thing for us. You know that." He tried to reason with me. "I know, but still, it hurts," I whined. "Mandy, you should support him, not make it harder for him, you knew this would come eventually. When he finds out you cried about it, he will feel guilty for finding his mate and might do something naive." Deacon lectured me, "and you don't want that, right? You don't want him to reject his chance to be happy just because he's moving a little away from you." he deadpanned. He was right. I can't take this opportunity from him just because I feel insecure. Remembering my happy time with my mate, I forgot who I was talking with and spilled the beans unintentionally. "If finding a mate is so important to werewolves, why did mine reject me?!" I shouted to the phone without thinking. There was dead silence at the other end, and when I registered what I had just said, I clapped my hand over my mouth with a hard slap, but it was too late. "What did you say?!" my brother growled into the phone so loud I had to pull away the phone to not make me go deaf. He was seething with anger. Oh, my naive bottom, why did you say that? "Nothing, I didn't say anything. I'm just an emotional mess right now, and I say whatever my tongue wants." I said, jokingly, hoping he would buy it. But of course, he didn't, he's my brother after all, not by blood but still. "Mandy, did you just say you found your mate?" he asked coldly. Sighing, I answered, defeated. "Yes." I think it's about time to share my little secret with him. It's been so long, keeping it to myself, that saying it out loud made me feel a little relieved. "When?" "Five years ago," I answered and immediately put him on speaker, placing the phone on the bed. I knew he would shout and probably cause some damage. I wasn't disappointed. I heard a ferocious growl and a sound of wood breaking. Probably his office desk, God why me? After a few moments of hearing cracking noises and heavy breathing, he finally asked, "Who?" His voice was so deep I instantly knew his wolf emerged. And that's not a good thing. Almost, immediately I heard Linda's concerned voice asking what happened. After a second, I heard her voice through the speaker, confused. "Mandy, is that you? What happened?" her voice was between plea and demand. Deacon was still breathing hard. "I told him my secret," I whispered. "What secret? What are you talking about, Mandy?" she asked, intrigued and a little confused. I took a deep breath and explained. "I found my mate five years ago but got rejected." I sighed at the end, waiting for the drama to start. As expected, the questions were thrown at me. "What?!" "Who?" "I'll ... him." "Calm down Deacon, she won't say anything unless you calm down," Linda said soothingly. "Why didn't you say anything, Mandy? Goddess - five years! If I knew, I would have..." Deacon asked, finally sounding calm. Probably Linda had something to do with that. "I know, you would have ...ed him. That is why I didn't say anything." I explained. "But why? We're family. Does Peter know?" Linda asked. "No, he doesn't. You're the first. And I guess I was embarrassed. I know everything about mates, from how to recognize them to how they complete each other and all that stuff," I stated, "but I didn't do my job properly, he was disappointed in me being human, that's why he rejected me, even after...." I stopped. "Even after what?" Deacon's angry voice hit my ear. "After we mated," I whispered. The growls and breaking sounds started again. Deacon was furious. Well, what did you expect from an Alpha? "Mandy, can we call you back in a while, please?" Linda asked pleadingly to say yes. "Yes, of course, I'm sorry Linda. I didn't mean to cause trouble." I apologized, grabbing my phone to end the call. "Don't, we're family. We're here to help. Now let me calm down this Alpha male, and then we'll talk, ok?" she suggested. "Ok, bye." I ended the call and collapsed on the bed exhausted and fell asleep instantly. … I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing somewhere in the bedsheets, searching with my hand and reachd eyes. I finally found the culprit and answered the call. "Mandy, I'm sorry for my outburst, but I was shocked." my brother's apologetic voice filled my ear. "That's understandable, D. It's not every day you find about your little sister's rejection. I'm sorry I didn't say anything sooner," I said with my eyes still reachd. "Still, I'm sorry, but I'm your older brother, it's my duty to protect you, so why?" he asked. "As I said, I was embarrassed. As a mate, I was supposed to be everything he needs, and seeing you and Linda or Nick and Anna despite all the differences, you're still together. I thought it was me. That I'm not worthy to have a mate, that's why I was silent. I know you love me D, but you can't fight all my demons. I need to do it myself, starting with my ex-mate" I explained. Hoping, he'll understand. "Who?" I knew he would ask that. "D, I love you, but this I won't tell. I don't want you to do something reckless. I'm fine now. Please understand." I reasoned with him. "Ok, but promise one day you'll tell me?" "I promise," I vowed, looking out the window. It's almost sunset. In an hour, I should be helping Peter packing. "I have an idea. Maybe it's naive but hear me out sis." I focused on his words. "Why don't you take a vacation. It's almost summer, and what's better than changing the environment to let yourself heal. Come home or go to Europe, just let yourself relax, what do you think?" he asked hopefully. Thinking about his proposal, I didn't see anything wrong with that. It's a good idea. "You might be right. I'll think about it." I answered in excitement. "Thank you, D. You're the best big bro a girl could have. It's a great idea. I'll call you later, I need to head to Peter's now." I said, and we said our goodbyes. Taking a quick shower, I thought about our conversation. It was a good opportunity to deal with my emotions, and slowly adjust to my new situation. 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Continue reading"Their Powerful Hybrid Mate",Let's observe whether the domineering president will have any... | “Where do you think you are running, our little mate?” said Noah in a hushed voice. “Don’t come closer…or I-I will scream…” I can’t believe I am mating with the Alpha triplets. “Babe, were you dancing with another male?” Zack then pulled me closer to him while grabbing me by my waist. “Jeff… is my partner to the prom. I…” ‘Oh. Fvck me, plsss…mates.’ A voice inside suddengly cut me off and let out a heavy sigh. WHAT? “That’s it. We’re claiming you right now.” Noah said in a low voice while Owen was sliding his fingers on my bareback, and Zack already slipped into my skirt, brushing his knuckles against my softness. I gasped at the feeling. “I can’t be your mate. I’m not even a wolf!” I bit back my m0an and cried. Then I heard the voice again, ‘Fvck me, I am so wet. Just let them cvm inside of me.’ Who the heII is this? “We don’t care even if you’re hybrid, princess. We’re marking you.” “Take her to our room. We are going to have a really romantic night tonight. ” After that, Noah pushed me to one of his brothers, but before I could resist, Owen lifted me up… "Fine." I spat. "Be sure to pack your lunch and bring several number two pencils. You will not be permitted to leave the testing room until you are completely finished with all the testing." "I look forward to it." I said, standing to leave. "That's not all, Miss Fuller. We must also discuss the matter of detention. Every missed class has earned you an hour of detention." "How many?" I practically growled, my own alpha genes surging through my veins, threatening to level this place for their pure stupidity. "Too many for us to subject our staff to sit through with you after school. We have decided that weekend community service will be better suited for you. Four eight-hour days and we will call it even." Two full weekends. Fine. Fine. "Anything else?" I dared her. "That will be all, for now." I stormed out of the office, my grandmother hot on my heels. I could hear my grandfather grilling the teachers and principal asking them why he is just learning about this now and not sooner. I didn't stick around to hear the rest. I shoved the glass doors open to reveal my sweet freedom. I felt like I was going to explode, my hands shaking in rage. "You have some explaining to do, young lady-" "Save it, you're not my mom." I hissed and broke into a sprint, heading straight for the forest. I knew the blow landed when I didn't hear her following after me. I wasn't a fast runner by any means, especially without my wolf yet, but she didn't pursue me. I didn't know where I was going, not until I came across a cemetery and, despite my better judgment, decided to camp out there for an hour while I calmed down. What. Not a single teacher ever asked me if I was okay. They just collectively let it build up to this breaking point. I didn't even realize that I had slept through that many classes. It averaged more than one a day. I knew my sleep got worse after the battle I helped my twin brothers with, but more than one class a day? Maybe Sarah was right. Maybe I should see the pack doctor and start taking something stronger. Only when I was sure that I wasn't going to bite someone's head off did I take the long way back home, practically shuffling my way there. Unsurprisingly, when I got home, I could hear my grandparents bickering in the kitchen. "Sylvia, I think you are making too big a deal of this." "Andrew, you saw her attendance reports! You saw how many they marked as her sleeping through! She cannot go unpunished." "I just think we should hear her out first. She is a good pup. She has been through a lot. I just think we should cut her some slack." "A lot of people have been through a lot. That doesn't excuse her behavior. She is a princess for goddess sake! Should she ever decide to take up her title again, I'd like people to see her as a successful young woman and not some punk bucking the system." Okay, that was enough. Clearing my throat, I entered the kitchen, ready for round two. Their conversation halted immediately, their eyes set on me. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about sleeping through class." I began. "I've been having a lot of vivid dreams lately." Partial truth. If vivid dreams were spirits constantly waking me up at night. "How long?" My grandma asked, her arms crossing across her chest. "Since the battle," I said quietly. After summoning an unread army to help my brothers defeat a deadly being...without telling them first. A spirit, my sister, in fact, warned me what was happening and told me where to go. I didn't leave a note or call or text. I had just left in the dead of night with my grandparents' car and was led to the battlefield. I was collected later on by Queen Kelly's mate, and he apparently got me back home where I was then grounded for two months for such a stunt. I don't remember much of what happened that day, only that, ever since, I have been harassed by spirits ten times more than I ever was before. "Goddess!" My grandmother huffed. "And when were you going to tell us?" "Now..." I shrugged. "Tomorrow, right after school, I'm taking you to the clinic. We will see if the doctor can give you something, and perhaps set up an appointment with a counselor as well." "I don't need a counselor." I huffed. "That will be for the doctor to decide." She snipped, turning back to the stove to check on dinner. Special testing. Community service. Sleep meds. Counseling. Great. "Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes." My grandfather said with sympathy in his eyes. "I'm not hungry." I said, and darted upstairs to go lay down before nighttime hit, and it was all game over. Lorraine "So your parents took the teachers' side?" Sarah whispered as we walked into school together. "Not my dad, he was more on my side, but my mom was totally on their side. But they were both upset that I never said anything about having trouble sleeping." I yawned. "My mom is having me go to the clinic after school, so they can give me something to sleep better at night." No need to mention to anyone that it's because I'm being haunted and harassed by spirits at night. "Maybe once you get your wolf your sleep will even out again," Sarah said hopefully. As if I ever got good sleep to begin with. The only difference now is the frequency of their visits. Always asking me to do them favors. 'Tell my daughter I love her'. 'Tell my brother I'm still mad at him for screwing my wife'. 'Can you check on the stray cat that comes to my house every evening? He is probably hungry.'. The list goes on and on. And since I don't want to be pointed out as a freak again, I don't bother even speaking to most of the spirits except to tell them no. There are only a handful who are actually useful to me, and they are all currently in my school helping me learn. "Maybe." I yawned again. "Here, you're gonna need this more than me." Sarah said, pulling a Red Bull from her bag. "Thanks." I chuckled, cracking it open and chugging it down immediately. I just needed to make it to lunch, and then to three. I can do this. - - - - - - - - - I couldn't do it. I almost made it to lunch, but then ended up falling asleep during English, earning myself more community service time. I might not have, had I not sassed the teacher about handing in my homework, reminding her that I was being tested next week, so what was the point? I'm sure that merited a phone call home too, but really no one had anything more to say, not until I took the placement tests they had planned. How was I going to do that? I don't know. While I wanted to invite my deceased teachers along, I did feel like it was kind of cheating. But at the same time, there was no chance in hell that I was going to go to summer school or worse, repeat a grade or more. My ghostly teachers never gave me the answers, they only pointed me in the right direction. They were people to bounce ideas off of, someone to work through all the problems with like my wolf would one day. Once she came along, there would be no more need to speak with any of the spirits. I hoped. I still had a number of months, seven to be precise, until my birthday, so it wasn't like she would be able to help me tomorrow. Or next week when I will really need her. I was caught up in the thoughts of my wolf, shuffling to my locker in search of my lunch, when Sarah came crashing into me, her face filled with excitement. "The triplets!! They are on break for a few weeks! They have all come back home!!" "So?" I asked, fumbling with the lock on my locker as she grabbed my arm and jumped up and down excitedly. "So?! Come on Lorraine!! You can't be that against them! Not with how hot they all are!" "They are just people, Sarah." "I heard Noah was here at school again today! He was speaking with the coach and principal, and Greta said that she talked to Maggie, who talked to Lilly, who said that her boyfriend Jake was training with Beta Roland's son Matt, and Matt said that he overheard that Noah might be trying to get an internship here for extra credit! Eeeeek!!!" "News sure does travel fast, huh?" Noah said from behind us. Sarah practically broke her neck as she whirled around, her face a bright cherry red. "Alpha Noah." She said, bowing her head in respect and submission. "I didn't see you there." "I'm not Alpha yet." He said, his eyes locked on mine. Was he expecting me to act the same? Blush and bow at his very presence? If only he knew I outranked him in about ten different ways. "We are going to be late for lunch." I said dryly, forgoing my lunch in my still locked locker and grabbing Sarah's hand to drag her along with me. "Oh, I was actually hoping you two would join me." He smiled. "I could use a few familiar faces." "No." "Yes!" Sarah and I answered at the same time, each shooting each other daggers. "I have some studying to do, but Sarah is free." I said, pushing her forward and quickly turning to leave. "Lorraine, wait!" Noah called. But I didn't stop or even look back as I found my place in the library and spent my lunch sleeping. Again. - - - - - - - - "Now, when we get there, be sure to mention that the dreams started getting worse after your...incident. There is a doctor-patient confidentially, you know, you can tell them what happened." "Got it." I yawned. I was sitting slouched in the car, my eyes heavy as my grandma drove me to my appointment. She was being pushier than usual, effectively driving me up a wall. But perhaps my lack of sleep was giving me a shorter temper too. Either way, the ten-minute drive had me ready to claw my way out of the car. "Here we are-" "Thanks." I said, darting out of the car before she could even finish her sentence. She hated it when I did that, but I hated it when she spoke to me as if I were still a pup. Perhaps I was considered one to some still. For those who didn't know that I talked to the dead or previously raised an undead army anyway. I didn't waste any time once I got in. The receptionist took my information and gave me a packet to fill out about my medical history. Not much to say other than sleep problems, thankfully. A nurse called me back a few minutes later and took my height and weight and blood pressure. She took me into a room and asked me basically all the information I had just written down on my paperwork before leaving me to sit for a few more minutes. Everything was going just fine, until the doctor came in. It wasn't the doctor that was the problem, it was his shadow. "Good afternoon Miss Fuller, I'm Doctor Patel, but you can call me Melvin." He smiled warmly. "And I'm sure you know who this is," he said, gesturing to the second born triplet, Owen. He looked almost the same as I remembered him, his dark brown hair cut short, but styled nonetheless. But he lost the teenage pup look, and now he looks like...well, a man. Especially in those scrubs. "Owen will be running the show today, as part of his internship. We, like the hospital, are a teaching group, and encourage hands-on learning. Is that a problem?" "No." I said with a heavy sigh. "Well then, let's get started. Owen, the floor is yours." Dr. Melvin said, taking a seat in the corner of the room. Owen took a seat at the counter, placing his laptop next to the sink. He faced me, not bothering to look at his screen for a moment longer. No, instead, his full attention, and vibrant green eyes were totally set on me. "First and last name?" He asked, though I knew he already knew. Or at least he knew my cover-up last name, not my real last name. But this was part of his learning. "Lorraine Fuller." "Birthday?" "November eleventh." "Eating enough?" "Yes." I nodded. Lie. "Drinking enough?" "Yes." Also, probably a lie. "Exercise regularly?" "Only when school makes me." "Are you sexually active?" He asked with a sigh. "No." "Drugs?" "No." "Alcohol?" "No." "Smoker?" "No." "Reason for your visit?" "I just need a sleep pill." I deadpanned. "Something that will put me out at night like a horse tranquilizer might." "Anything else?" He asked, his brow raised at my crassness "Nope, just that." I said, letting the 'p' in my 'nope' pop. He nodded and took a few vitals, a serious expression on his face the entire time. He was always the more serious of the three, the more stern. But I had never seen him this...invested before. "Heart sounds good, lungs too. Thyroid is normal." He announced to the room. "Very good, what's next?" Dr Melvin coached from the sidelines. "She is up-to-date on her vaccines, overdue for a physical, and we still need to determine the reason why she thinks she needs a sleep aid." Owen said. "Very well." He nodded. "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I can touch my toes just fine, and I'm otherwise healthy, I just can't sleep at night." "Are you refusing a physical then?" Owen asked. "Yes." I nodded. He mimicked my nod with a slow, disappointed one. And then proceeded to type up some notes in my chart, probably marking me as noncompliant, before he continued. "How long have you been having sleep problems for?" "My whole life." I said, my fingernails suddenly becoming very interesting. "But I had an...accident a few months ago, and I've been having nightmares since. They keep me up at night." I shrugged. "What kind of accident?" He frowned. "I don't want to talk about it." I said, meeting his eyes again. He stared at me for a long moment before Dr. Melvin stepped in again. "Your prognosis, Owen?" He asked. "History of sleep issues, only made worse by the accident which has resulted in possible PTSD. I would recommend her seeing a counselor to work through the trauma, which should result in better sleep. I would also write a script for a sleep aid in the meantime for the long-term issues she has been having." "I couldn't agree more." Melvin smiled. "I would also like you to follow up with us in a month for your physical and to see how the medication is working for you. If all is well, I won't need to see you back until after you get your wolf." he winked. "Thank you doctor." I smiled. "Check the pharmacy in an hour." Dr. Melvin said over his shoulder as I left the room. 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