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If you are new to the industry, a student just starting out, don’t have a portfolio, have struggled to find a job, or are dissatisfied with your previous education, this webinar is for you! In the last 28 years, there has been a seismic change in the Animation industry. Our next webinar briefly reflects on the state of the animation industry - past and present - and how we can help shape your future in it. Our special guest and co-hosting this webinar event will be: Jason Martinsen is an 18-year animation industry veteran with worldwide experience in games, features, and VFX animation. In games, he worked at Naughty Dog Studios on titles like Jak & Daxter, and later Uncharted 2 and Uncharted 3. Some animated features he worked on include Ice Age II, Horton Hears a Who, Ice Age III, and Rio. His travel bug led him to multiple VFX studios worldwide, working on projects like Planet 51, Iron Man and Paul, After Earth, and back in games to work on Gears of War. Later feature animation projects included Hotel Transylvania 1 and 2, Cloudy 2, Storks, Emoji the movie at Sony; he then returned to Blue Sky as a senior character animator on Ferdinand. In 2019 he went back to Montreal and was lead animator on Scooby-Doo. He is also an Animation Master Academy Advisory Board Member. ​​​​​​​ Frank Cordero is a former 2D character cleanup animator on Silver Age Disney films like Mulan, Lilo and Stitch, Brother Bear, and a former concept artist/art director for EA Tiburon on game titles like NASCAR 2005/2006, Madden 2006/2007, Tiger Woods PGA Golf 2008/2009/2010. Additionally, he’s had 11 years of teaching experience in schools like Ringling School of Art and Design, Full Sail University, and currently at Fullerton College. He is a Digital Arts Generalist and currently is an Associate Program Director at CG Master Academy. ​​​​​Some of the topics they will discuss include: -A brief history of animation -How the animation industry works today -Animation job types in the industry -Games, VFX/TV, and Feature
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If you are new to the industry, a student just starting out, don’t have a portfolio, have struggled to find a job, or are dissatisfied with your previous education, this webinar is for you! In the last 28 years, there has been a seismic change in the Animation industry. Our next webinar briefly reflects on the state of the animation industry - past and present - and how we can help shape your future in it. Our special guest and co-hosting this webinar event will be: Jason Martinsen is an 18-year animation industry veteran with worldwide experience in games, features, and VFX animation. In games, he worked at Naughty Dog Studios on titles like Jak & Daxter, and later Uncharted 2 and Uncharted 3. Some animated features he worked on include Ice Age II, Horton Hears a Who, Ice Age III, and Rio. His travel bug led him to multiple VFX studios worldwide, working on projects like Planet 51, Iron Man and Paul, After Earth, and back in games to work on Gears of War. Later feature animation projects included Hotel Transylvania 1 and 2, Cloudy 2, Storks, Emoji the movie at Sony; he then returned to Blue Sky as a senior character animator on Ferdinand. In 2019 he went back to Montreal and was lead animator on Scooby-Doo. He is also an Animation Master Academy Advisory Board Member. ​​​​​​​ Frank Cordero is a former 2D character cleanup animator on Silver Age Disney films like Mulan, Lilo and Stitch, Brother Bear, and a former concept artist/art director for EA Tiburon on game titles like NASCAR 2005/2006, Madden 2006/2007, Tiger Woods PGA Golf 2008/2009/2010. Additionally, he’s had 11 years of teaching experience in schools like Ringling School of Art and Design, Full Sail University, and currently at Fullerton College. He is a Digital Arts Generalist and currently is an Associate Program Director at CG Master Academy. ​​​​​Some of the topics they will discuss include: -A brief history of animation -How the animation industry works today -Animation job types in the industry -Games, VFX/TV, and Feature
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If you are new to the industry, a student just starting out, don’t have a portfolio, have struggled to find a job, or are dissatisfied with your previous education, this webinar is for you! In the last 28 years, there has been a seismic change in the Animation industry. Our next webinar briefly reflects on the state of the animation industry - past and present - and how we can help shape your future in it. Our special guest and co-hosting this webinar event will be: Jason Martinsen is an 18-year animation industry veteran with worldwide experience in games, features, and VFX animation. In games, he worked at Naughty Dog Studios on titles like Jak & Daxter, and later Uncharted 2 and Uncharted 3. Some animated features he worked on include Ice Age II, Horton Hears a Who, Ice Age III, and Rio. His travel bug led him to multiple VFX studios worldwide, working on projects like Planet 51, Iron Man and Paul, After Earth, and back in games to work on Gears of War. Later feature animation projects included Hotel Transylvania 1 and 2, Cloudy 2, Storks, Emoji the movie at Sony; he then returned to Blue Sky as a senior character animator on Ferdinand. In 2019 he went back to Montreal and was lead animator on Scooby-Doo. He is also an Animation Master Academy Advisory Board Member. ​​​​​​​ Frank Cordero is a former 2D character cleanup animator on Silver Age Disney films like Mulan, Lilo and Stitch, Brother Bear, and a former concept artist/art director for EA Tiburon on game titles like NASCAR 2005/2006, Madden 2006/2007, Tiger Woods PGA Golf 2008/2009/2010. Additionally, he’s had 11 years of teaching experience in schools like Ringling School of Art and Design, Full Sail University, and currently at Fullerton College. He is a Digital Arts Generalist and currently is an Associate Program Director at CG Master Academy. ​​​​​Some of the topics they will discuss include: -A brief history of animation -How the animation industry works today -Animation job types in the industry -Games, VFX/TV, and Feature
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Novel Sky
"Boss,your ex-wife is not dead, and has just got off the plane with some children!"\n"Lockdown the airport. I'll remarry today."\n————————————————————Chapter 1 \n\n The summer in Haicheng was long and hot. The room without an air condition felt like a steamer. Anna used the hand fan for a while, but it was too hot to bear. She opened the door and went outside. When she came to the corner of the living room, she heard some noise.\n "Mom, I don't want to go to school! Don't force me! "\n "You're already sixteen years old. Why don't you want to go to school? Can you earn your meal with these video games?"\n "I'm not just playing games. It is my dream to become a professional e-sports player! School is not a place for me! "\n Anna heard the noises. She already knew that his brother must be quarreling with his mother about not going to school. She was about to turn around when she heard her brother saying, "Our family is so poor, sister will go to university this year. Our financial condition cannot afford to pay fees for both of us."\n "What university? Your sister will not go to university. She will be married soon. Your father has decided this for her. After her marriage, our family can enjoy happiness."\n "What? You are planning for her wedding? Does sister know this?" Aiden asked.\n Anna was stunned. She thought she had misheard it. She was only 18 years old. But it was written 20 on her ID Card. It was because of the family planning regulations that after having the first child as a girl the second child can only be born after four years. Therefore, on her ID card, they reported her two years older than her actual age.\n And now they want her to get married?\n "She is a girl. Sooner or later, she has to get married. We don't think that there is any need to highly educate her. We are happy, they agreed to come up with two apartments for this marriage."\n Two apartments? Anna's hand tightly clenched into a fist. In her mother's eyes, she worth not more than two apartments. From childhood, her parents always favore
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If you are new to the industry, a student just starting out, don’t have a portfolio, have struggled to find a job, or are dissatisfied with your previous education, this webinar is for you! In the last 28 years, there has been a seismic change in the Animation industry. Our next webinar briefly reflects on the state of the animation industry - past and present - and how we can help shape your future in it. Our special guest and co-hosting this webinar event will be: Jason Martinsen is an 18-year animation industry veteran with worldwide experience in games, features, and VFX animation. In games, he worked at Naughty Dog Studios on titles like Jak & Daxter, and later Uncharted 2 and Uncharted 3. Some animated features he worked on include Ice Age II, Horton Hears a Who, Ice Age III, and Rio. His travel bug led him to multiple VFX studios worldwide, working on projects like Planet 51, Iron Man and Paul, After Earth, and back in games to work on Gears of War. Later feature animation projects included Hotel Transylvania 1 and 2, Cloudy 2, Storks, Emoji the movie at Sony; he then returned to Blue Sky as a senior character animator on Ferdinand. In 2019 he went back to Montreal and was lead animator on Scooby-Doo. He is also an Animation Master Academy Advisory Board Member. ​​​​​​​ Frank Cordero is a former 2D character cleanup animator on Silver Age Disney films like Mulan, Lilo and Stitch, Brother Bear, and a former concept artist/art director for EA Tiburon on game titles like NASCAR 2005/2006, Madden 2006/2007, Tiger Woods PGA Golf 2008/2009/2010. Additionally, he’s had 11 years of teaching experience in schools like Ringling School of Art and Design, Full Sail University, and currently at Fullerton College. He is a Digital Arts Generalist and currently is an Associate Program Director at CG Master Academy. ​​​​​Some of the topics they will discuss include: -A brief history of animation -How the animation industry works today -Animation job types in the industry -Games, VFX/TV, and Feature
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If you are new to the industry, a student just starting out, don’t have a portfolio, have struggled to find a job, or are dissatisfied with your previous education, this webinar is for you! In the last 28 years, there has been a seismic change in the Animation industry. Our next webinar briefly reflects on the state of the animation industry - past and present - and how we can help shape your future in it. Our special guest and co-hosting this webinar event will be: Jason Martinsen is an 18-year animation industry veteran with worldwide experience in games, features, and VFX animation. In games, he worked at Naughty Dog Studios on titles like Jak & Daxter, and later Uncharted 2 and Uncharted 3. Some animated features he worked on include Ice Age II, Horton Hears a Who, Ice Age III, and Rio. His travel bug led him to multiple VFX studios worldwide, working on projects like Planet 51, Iron Man and Paul, After Earth, and back in games to work on Gears of War. Later feature animation projects included Hotel Transylvania 1 and 2, Cloudy 2, Storks, Emoji the movie at Sony; he then returned to Blue Sky as a senior character animator on Ferdinand. In 2019 he went back to Montreal and was lead animator on Scooby-Doo. He is also an Animation Master Academy Advisory Board Member. ​​​​​​​ Frank Cordero is a former 2D character cleanup animator on Silver Age Disney films like Mulan, Lilo and Stitch, Brother Bear, and a former concept artist/art director for EA Tiburon on game titles like NASCAR 2005/2006, Madden 2006/2007, Tiger Woods PGA Golf 2008/2009/2010. Additionally, he’s had 11 years of teaching experience in schools like Ringling School of Art and Design, Full Sail University, and currently at Fullerton College. He is a Digital Arts Generalist and currently is an Associate Program Director at CG Master Academy. ​​​​​Some of the topics they will discuss include: -A brief history of animation -How the animation industry works today -Animation job types in the industry -Games, VFX/TV, and Feature
Novel Sky
"""Boss, madam is not dead, and she returned with seven kids!"" ""Whose kids are they?""" -------------------------------------------------------------- The summer in Haicheng was long and hot. The room without an air condition felt like a steamer. Anna used the hand fan for a while, but it was too hot to bear. She opened the door and went outside. When she came to the corner of the living room, she heard some noise. "Mom, I don't want to go to school! Don't force me! " "You're already sixteen years old. Why don't you want to go to school? Can you earn your meal with these video games?" "I'm not just playing games. It is my dream to become a professional e-sports player! School is not a place for me! " Anna heard the noises. She already knew that his brother must be quarreling with his mother about not going to school. She was about to turn around when she heard her brother saying, "Our family is so poor, sister will go to university this year. Our financial condition cannot afford to pay fees for both of us." "What university? Your sister will not go to university. She will be married soon. Your father has decided this for her. After her marriage, our family can enjoy happiness." "What? You are planning for her wedding? Does sister know this?" Aiden asked. Anna was stunned. She thought she had misheard it. She was only 18 years old. But it was written 20 on her ID Card. It was because of the family planning regulations that after having the first child as a girl the second child can only be born after four years. Therefore, on her ID card, they reported her two years older than her actual age. And now they want her to get married? "She is a girl. Sooner or later, she has to get married. We don't think that there is any need to highly educate her. We are happy, they agreed to come up with two apartments for this marriage." Two apartments? Anna's hand tightly clenched into a fist. In her mother's eyes, she worth not more than two apartments. From childhood, her parents always favored her younger broth
Novel Sky
"""Boss, madam is not dead, and she returned with seven kids!"" ""Whose kids are they?""" -------------------------------------------------------------- The summer in Haicheng was long and hot. The room without an air condition felt like a steamer. Anna used the hand fan for a while, but it was too hot to bear. She opened the door and went outside. When she came to the corner of the living room, she heard some noise. "Mom, I don't want to go to school! Don't force me! " "You're already sixteen years old. Why don't you want to go to school? Can you earn your meal with these video games?" "I'm not just playing games. It is my dream to become a professional e-sports player! School is not a place for me! " Anna heard the noises. She already knew that his brother must be quarreling with his mother about not going to school. She was about to turn around when she heard her brother saying, "Our family is so poor, sister will go to university this year. Our financial condition cannot afford to pay fees for both of us." "What university? Your sister will not go to university. She will be married soon. Your father has decided this for her. After her marriage, our family can enjoy happiness." "What? You are planning for her wedding? Does sister know this?" Aiden asked. Anna was stunned. She thought she had misheard it. She was only 18 years old. But it was written 20 on her ID Card. It was because of the family planning regulations that after having the first child as a girl the second child can only be born after four years. Therefore, on her ID card, they reported her two years older than her actual age. And now they want her to get married? "She is a girl. Sooner or later, she has to get married. We don't think that there is any need to highly educate her. We are happy, they agreed to come up with two apartments for this marriage." Two apartments? Anna's hand tightly clenched into a fist. In her mother's eyes, she worth not more than two apartments. From childhood, her parents always favored her younger
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The sound of an alarm clock broke through my dream filled sleep, awakening me from another night filled with painful memories. Dragging myself from the tiny bed, I walked into the bathroom to wash away the remnants of a difficult night. My name is Allison Trust, a werewolf Omega in the Full Moon pack and today; 9 August 2012 is my sixteenth birthday. Typically today would be the day I find my mate, but since I haven't shifted into a wolf like others my age, I'm not holding my breath. My parents; Asher and Hannah Trust were the Beta and Beta Female of the pack before they were taken and killed by rogues eight years ago when they took me out to the lake to play. Alpha Austin refused to believe my words when I told them how my parents were injected with something by strange men before being dragged into the forest. From that day forward I was treated differently by the pack, everyone was convinced that the rogues would have been spotted by the border patrol since they found me passed out in a tree not long after. I was reduced to an Omega and everyone including my brother, Hunter blamed me for their deaths. Every day I wish my fate was different, I wish my parents were alive and my brother didn't hate me, but I have nowhere else to go and without a wolf I wouldn't last long in the forest. This morning being no different from every other one of the past few years, I rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the pack. It's a mammoth task to prepare for the tens of people who are up and ready to head out, but after years of practice, it's practically second nature. In a strange way I felt at peace in the kitchen, it was the only place in the pack house other than my room which I felt comfortable in, but that all changed the moment Amy Farris stepped foot inside. I hurriedly rinsed the last dish and wiped my hands, trying to escape before she noticed me, Usually I would be on my way to school by the time she arrived, but I was tired from waking up to nightmares and worked slower than I should have. “Where do you think you're going?” I froze, sensing the smirk in her voice. “Surely you wouldn't leave before we could wish you a happy birthday? I have a gift for you.” Her voice was sickeningly sweet, to anyone else she would seem sincere, but I knew better. “Oh turn around and take a look, Allison.” She coaxed with a soft giggle when I remained frozen. Before I could stop my curiosity, I turned to face the mean girl holding out a card. Gingerly, I took the card from her hand and flipped it open. I immediately wish I didn't. The words, “HAPPY SWEET SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY, MURDERER -LOVE, HUNTER” were written in bold beside a picture of a fat girl eating cake with a huge smile on her face. My heart panged at the sight and tears gathered in my eyes, ever since the day Hunter lashed out at me, calling me a murderer in front of the whole pack, they haven't let me forget and every time I was reminded of it, the pain increases knowing that my brother hated me. The big brother who protected and cared for me was nothing but a distant memory. Hunter couldn't even bear to look me in the eye and their taunts hurt worse, because of it. Not giving her a chance to say anything else, I dropped the card and ran out the door, hearing her boisterous laughter long after I disappeared from her sight; the sound resonated through my head till I reached the school gates. By the time I reached school, the grounds were filled to the brim with pupils. Since it was only a five minute drive to school from the pack house it wasn't unusual for me to arrive after them. with my head down I speed walked to the door, hoping to make it inside without being noticed, but it seemed luck was not on my side when I felt myself collide with someone. Sparks erupted the moment he hold me to stop my fall, my eyes snapped to meet the bright blue pools of the man before me. “Mate…” I muttered before I could stop myself, not realising that I’d said it loud enough that everyone close by could hear. That's when I noticed whose arms I was in
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When Andy was only 18 years old, he served as a mercenary soldier; and afterwards, he organized his own troop: Dragon Mercenary Legion to fight against rebel forces in Africa. Wherever Andy is, there is ceasefire. True warrior is always romantic, besides his career, love is an indispensable topic for Andy~ Chapter 1 Collect a debt? "Please go out, the Chu family doesn't welcome you." Beatrice said coldly, standing in front of Andy with hands on hips. "Is that how you talk to your future brother-in-law?" Andy asked with a frown. Hearing his words, the two girls’ face darkened. "Mr. Ye, I will not marry you anyway. Our engagement was made by the elderly of the two families. I don’t agree to this engagement. Please go back to Jiangzhou City." Nancy took a deep breath. Nancy's grandfather and Andy's grandfather were good friends back then. When Nancy and Andy were children, they made engagement. "Ok, I agree." Andy said. "Do you agree to break off the engagement?" There was joy flickering across Nancy's face. If Andy agreed to return to Jiangzhou City, then she had a way to persuade his father not to let her marry Andy. "I mean, I agree with our engagement." Andy took a sip of tea and said lightly. "You are so bad." Beatrice was very angry. Nancy was also trying to hold back her anger. She hadn't been so angry for years, but since she met Andy today, her anger had been ignited several times. "You are shameless. You have no background and no looks. You are just a humble creature. You are not even qualified to look up to my sister. Believe it or not, if my sister really marries you, you’ll die unknowingly." Beatrice gritted his teeth. "I don't believe it." Andy replied expressionlessly. "You......" Beatrice pointed at Andy's nose and said. She was too angry to say a word. . "Beatrice, forget it." Nancy calmed down. She looked at Andy and said, "If you can do one thing for me, then I can marry you." "Why should I do something for you? No matter if I do it or not, you are my fiancée, and you have to marry me. Why do I have to do it?" Andy smiled and said, Nancy gritted her teeth. Now she really wanted to throw the teacup on Andy's face. "Are you still a man?" Beatrice asked angrily. These men in front of Nancy would definitely satisfy Nancy's requirements as long as Nancy asks them to help her, but Andy was an exception. "Do you need me to prove it to you? Would you like to try?" Andy raised his brows and glanced at Beatrice's nice breasts. She even dared to question whether Andy was a man, how could Andy bear it? “You are such a bastard.” Beatrice said angrily. "Okay, no jokes. I can do one thing for you, but after it's done, you have to be my wife obediently. Do you agree?" Andy stood up and said. "Okay." Although Nancy hated Andy in her heart, she still agreed. After all, this was her only chance to drive away Andy. "What is it?" Andy asked with a smile. "Help me collect a debt." Nancy said. Hearing this, Beatrice's eyes lit up. "Collect a debt?" Andy was a little puzzled. Was his fiancée still a loan shark? "My company had a commercial cooperation with Longteng Company before. At that time, Longteng Company was short of funds. I lent 100 million dollars to them. Last month, it was time to pay back the money, but Longteng Company did not want to repay the money for various reasons. I sued them to the court, but it will take a long time for the court's decision. I don't have time to wait. So if you can get back the money, I will marry you." Nancy said calmly. In fact, Qingcheng Company now was short of funds. If it couldn’t get 100 million dollars back, the company would go bankruptcy. "That's it?" Andy was a little surprised. He thought that He thought Nancy would make some requests on purpose to embarrass him, but he didn't expect it to be so simple. He couldn't be better at debt collection. No one in this world dared to owe a debt to Andy. The last person who dared to owe him was the leader of a certain African mercenary. Now the grass on his grave was estimated to be three meters high. B
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Chapter 1 The summer in Haicheng was long and hot. The room without an air condition felt like a steamer. Anna used the hand fan for a while, but it was too hot to bear. She opened the door and went outside. When she came to the corner of the living room, she heard some noise. "Mom, I don't want to go to school! Don't force me! " "You're already sixteen years old. Why don't you want to go to school? Can you earn your meal with these video games?" "I'm not just playing games. It is my dream to become a professional e-sports player! School is not a place for me! " Anna heard the noises. She already knew that his brother must be quarreling with his mother about not going to school. She was about to turn around when she heard her brother saying, "Our family is so poor, sister will go to university this year. Our financial condition cannot afford to pay fees for both of us." "What university? Your sister will not go to university. She will be married soon. Your father has decided this for her. After her marriage, our family can enjoy happiness." "What? You are planning for her wedding? Does sister know this?" Aiden asked. Anna was stunned. She thought she had misheard it. She was only 18 years old. But it was written 20 on her ID Card. It was because of the family planning regulations that after having the first child as a girl the second child can only be born after four years. Therefore, on her ID card, they reported her two years older than her actual age. And now they want her to get married? "She is a girl. Sooner or later, she has to get married. We don't think that there is any need to highly educate her. We are happy, they agreed to come up with two apartments for this marriage." Two apartments? Anna's hand tightly clenched into a fist. In her mother's eyes, she worth not more than two apartments. From childhood, her parents always favored her younger brother. She always thought that it was just a misunderstanding. After all, her brother was younger, and a child naturally needs more attention. But now, after hearing this conversation, her heart became full of anger. Just because she was a girl, she didn't hold the right to educate herself? She was better than her brother, but her mother was really biased. Anna found it idle to wait and do nothing. Her mother wouldn't give her money for admission to the university. So she decided to borrow it! ... Anna was standing at the door of Claire Ashley's house. She didn't control her tears when she thought about the conversation she just had with her mom. Claire opened the door and saw Anna's face, "Anna, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Anna quickly wiped her tears and went in. Claire's mother saw Anna, she smiled at her, "Oh, Anna is here. Come, Anna, sit with me." Anna was not comfortable. Whenever she came to Claire's house, her mother always greeted her warmly, but this time, she was here to borrow money. Anna sat down and after a moment said, "Auntie, I... Can I borrow some money from you? " Claire's mother was surprised, "What happened, is there any difficulty?" Anna pinched the corners of her clothes. Some things were really hard to discuss. "My mother... doesn't want me to go to university, I... I' want to borrow some money from you. I'll pay you back with the interest..." She said and there was a long moment of silence. The long silence makes Anna's mood more depress and tense. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Claire's mother's face. Claire's mother sighed, "Anna, it's not that your aunt doesn't want to help you, but our own financial condition is not stable and I can't help you with this matter..." Everyone knew that Anna's family's financial condition was not good. Claire's mother feared that she would never get back her money if she gave it to Anna. The Ashley family can afford to lend them money, but they didn't want to. Anna lowered her eyes and fixed them on the ground she was sad and hopeless, the tears that were floating
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Best Sci-fi in 2020. The azure sky seemed like a gigantic blue emerald, the midsummer sun seemed like a huge fireball, hung on the top of this huge emerald. Using the sun's position, one could estimate it was around 3 PM. Zhi-An region's 3rd high school. [DING DING DING] As the loud bell spread across the entire campus, the campus suddenly arose with commotion and ruckus. Each building poured with students, laughing in groups towards the school gate. "Luo Feng brother! Luo Feng brother*!" a thick voice said. *This brother is one used in respect (not blood related kind) "Feng, someone's calling for you" In the midst of the group of students, a teenager who was holding a bookmark walked along with the students. He was wearing a regular blue sports uniform and was around 175 cm, and was a bit skinny. At this time, he hesitantly turned his head. The person calling for him was a guy around 190 cm with tiger-like shoulders and a bear-like waist. His biceps were even more brawny and astonishing. "You are?" Luo Feng hesitantly watched his approach, not recognizing who was in front of him. These two people: one sturdy and like a brown bear, while "Luo Feng Brother" was like a regular person. And height... The difference was immensely large. However, this broad shouldered, large waisted guy, seemed to display formality. He carefully looked at the "Luo Feng Brother" he admired. "Looks like the rumors were right. Luo Feng brother is quite easy to talk to." "Luo Feng brother, I... I have something that I need Luo Feng brother's help with." "With what?" Luo Feng laughed. "While I was training my fists, I felt like there was something wrong when I punched. I was wondering if brother had any time to give me any pointers." The burly guy continued, "According to the dojo teacher, with my strength, I should be able to release a punch that is over 50% in power. However, I can never reach that value at all." The burly guy looked expectantly at Luo Feng. "Oh... I see." Luo feng paused for a moment, nodding his head. "Okay, this Friday during noon, find me at the dojo." "Thank you brother. Thank you brother" The burly guy repeatedly thanked. Luo Feng laughed a bit and then left with his friends. Seeing that Luo Feng has left, the burly guy displayed his excitement. He clenched his fist, and as his bicep's veins were bursting, excitedly shouted out: "SUCCESS!" "Wow! Luo Feng brother agreed that easily?!" A boy wearing a school uniform exclaimed. "The rumors are indeed true; Luo Feng brother is easy to talk to and is a good person" The burly guy grinned. "But.... that's not right. In our 3rd high school*, in the 5000 students, only three are able to achieve the title of "Martial Arts Elite Student". In those three students, the other two are 'Zhang Hao Bai' and 'Liu Ting', but they are too prideful and aren't willing to use their time to guide us." The boy wearing the school uniform said doubtfully. "But Luo Feng brother is this kind?" *3rd is just the number of the high school, not their ranking or any of the sort. At this moment, around the entire world in each country's region, virtually every high school student, while receiving a basic education, joins a martial arts dojo to unleash the power sleeping within every human. Zhi-An region's 3rd high school, with three grades and around 5000 high school students. For the most part, are all beginners in the dojo! Only an extremely small amount are "intermediate members". And only three can achieve the title of "Elite member"! "Seeing is believing. Heh heh. See that? Luo Feng brother is different from the other two." The burly guy curled his lips. "Zhang Hao Bai and Liu Ting, their families are all filled with wealthy people. Ever since they were young, their families spent an enormous amount of money to raise and train them, which is why they are so strong now. However, Luo Feng is completely different from them!" The boy wearing the school uniform nodded in agreement. "I also heard that Luo Feng brother's has a regular background. He even lives in a low rent ho
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My first encounter with death came early. I lost my father to a cardiac arrest in 2010. Just a year ago, I lost my brother too. Today, I am 15 years old. Only my mother and I remain in the family, but I could also lose my life to Alport’s Syndrome, the same rare kidney condition that took my brother’s life. My mother is an Anganwadi teacher and she has left no stone unturned in trying to treat my brother and me. On a meagre Rs. 11,000 income, she juggled home and hospital expenses, not wasting a breath to complain about her position in life. At Pinnamaneni Siddhartha General Hospital, they say that my mother can donate a kidney to me and save my life. She is ready to do this, but the transplant would cost us Rs. 6.5 Lakh. With zero financial support at home she has no means to arrange for this kind of money. Does this mean that she has to lose me too? I cannot bear to imagine leaving my mother alone in this world! Please, sir, will you help save my life?
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The summer in Haicheng was long and hot. The room without an air condition felt like a steamer. Anna used the hand fan for a while, but it was too hot to bear. She opened the door and went outside. When she came to the corner of the living room, she heard some noise. "Mom, I don't want to go to school! Don't force me! " "You're already sixteen years old. Why don't you want to go to school? Can you earn your meal with these video games?" "I'm not just playing games. It is my dream to become a professional e-sports player! School is not a place for me! " Anna heard the noises. She already knew that his brother must be quarreling with his mother about not going to school. She was about to turn around when she heard her brother saying, "Our family is so poor, sister will go to university this year. Our financial condition cannot afford to pay fees for both of us." "What university? Your sister will not go to university. She will be married soon. Your father has decided this for her. After her marriage, our family can enjoy happiness." "What? You are planning for her wedding? Does sister know this?" Aiden asked. Anna was stunned. She thought she had misheard it. She was only 18 years old. But it was written 20 on her ID Card. It was because of the family planning regulations that after having the first child as a girl the second child can only be born after four years. Therefore, on her ID card, they reported her two years older than her actual age. And now they want her to get married? "She is a girl. Sooner or later, she has to get married. We don’t think that there is any need to highly educate her. We are happy, they agreed to come up with two apartments for this marriage." Two apartments? Anna's hand tightly clenched into a fist. In her mother's eyes, she worth not more than two apartments. From childhood, her parents always favored her younger brother. She always thought that it was just a misunderstanding. After all, her brother was younger, and a child naturally needs more attention. But now, after hearing this conversation, her heart became full of anger. Just because she was a girl, she didn’t hold the right to educate herself? She was better than her brother, but her mother was really biased. Anna found it idle to wait and do nothing. Her mother wouldn’t give her money for admission to the university. So she decided to borrow it! ... Anna was standing at the door of Claire Ashley's house. She didn’t control her tears when she thought about the conversation she just had with her mom. Claire opened the door and saw Anna’s face, "Anna, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Anna quickly wiped her tears and went in. Claire’s mother saw Anna, she smiled at her, "Oh, Anna is here. Come, Anna, sit with me." Anna was not comfortable. Whenever she came to Claire’s house, her mother always greeted her warmly, but this time, she was here to borrow money. Anna sat down and after a moment said, "Auntie, I... Can I borrow some money from you? " Claire’s mother was surprised, "What happened, is there any difficulty?" Anna pinched the corners of her clothes. Some things were really hard to discuss. "My mother... doesn’t want me to go to university, I... I' want to borrow some money from you. I'll pay you back with the interest..." She said and there was a long moment of silence. The long silence makes Anna's mood more depress and tense. She lowered her head and didn’t dare to look at Claire’s mother’s face. Claire’s mother sighed, "Anna, it's not that your aunt doesn't want to help you, but our own financial condition is not stable and I can't help you with this matter..." Everyone knew that Anna's family’s financial condition was not good. Claire’s mother feared that she would never get back her money if she gave it to Anna. The Ashley family can afford to lend them money, but they didn’t want to. Anna lowered her eyes and fixed them on the ground she was sad and hopeless, the tears that were floating in her eyes finally dropped down on the ground.
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who on
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who on
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who on
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had hit the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I shot of of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human and not a walking zombie. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water hit my body. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. I have plump pouty lips and a small button nose which I love but I would say that my favorite feature would be my curves. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leapt into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can fight like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like a punishment than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be in
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“Mate, you’re mine!” He lifts me up, buries face on me. So wild, I like him! He wants me! Chapter 1. “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I sta
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“Mate, you’re mine!” He lifts me up, buries face on me. So wild, I like him! He wants me! Chapter 1. “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I sta
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who on
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who on
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“Mate, you’re mine!” He lifts me up, buries face on me. So wild, I like him! He wants me! Chapter 1. “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I sta
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who o
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“Mate, you’re mine!” He lifts me up, buries face on me. So wild, I like him! He wants me! Chapter 1. “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I st
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who on
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who on
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had hit the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I shot of of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human and not a walking zombie. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water hit my body. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. I have plump pouty lips and a small button nose which I love but I would say that my favorite feature would be my curves. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. Tiny waist, thick hips and thighs, nice round firm behind, and generous boobs to boot. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leapt into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what the fuck?!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me you ass. My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can fight like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like a punishment than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear
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Do you know a Gemini? this post (and month) is dedicated to them! Gemini is one of the zodiac air signs that is characterized by communication and creativity. Gemini are easy going and are able to solve problems by themselves. ** The stone slab in the picture is from the roman period and is decorated with the twins, Castor and Pollux, symbol. The twins are also known as "Gemini". According to Greek Mythology - Castor was the mortal son of Tyndareus, the king of Sparta, while Pollux was the immortal son of Zeus. The story tells that Castor was killed by his own brother, Pollux. Pollux mourned his brother for days and decided to give up his immortality as a result. Zeus who could not bear his son's suffering decided the twins will dwell together in the heavens. The twins story symbolizes rivalry and dissension but also a shared fate and closeness. Share with your friends who celebrate this month>>> credit: Meidad Suchowolski
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who only knows proper place settings
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“Mate, you’re mine!” He lifts me up, buries face on me. So wild, I like him! He wants me! Chapter 1. “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I st
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Alaia POV “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had hit the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I shot of of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human and not a walking zombie. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water hit my body. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. I have plump pouty lips and a small button nose which I love but I would say that my favorite feature would be my curves. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leapt into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can fight like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like a punishment than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be
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“Mate, you’re mine!” He lifts me up, buries face on me. So wild, I like him! He wants me! Chapter 1. “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I st
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“Mate, you’re mine!” He lifts me up, buries face on me. So wild, I like him! He wants me! Chapter 1. “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I sta
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“Mate, you’re mine!” He lifts me up, buries face on me. So wild, I like him! He wants me! Chapter 1. “Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I sta
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who only knows proper place settings
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had press the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I got out of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water came out. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leaped into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can argue like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like hell than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna, found this notion to be insane and insisted that I start training immediately. What if my mate was an alpha from another pack? No one wants a Luna who only knows proper place settings
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“Alaia, get out of bed now! Don’t make me come up there!” yelled my mom from the bottoms of the stairs. I had hit the snooze button one too many times and now I was going to be late for my last week of senior year. I shot of of bed and into by bathroom in an attempt to wake myself up and make myself look like a human and not a walking zombie. As soon as I turned on the shower I jumped in and cursed aloud when the icy water hit my body. “Well, step one ‘waking up’ is complete” I thought sarcastically as I adjusted the temperature and sped through my morning routine. Hopping out of the shower I wrapped myself in my favorite fluffy bath towel and take a look in the mirror. Everyone always says how much I look like my mom and I see it more and more every day. I have her large golden honey colored eyes and smooth caramel skin. My long chocolate brown hair almost reaches my waist, again just like mom, but mine is curly while hers would be considered wavy. I have plump pouty lips and a small button nose which I love but I would say that my favorite feature would be my curves. Mom definitely blessed me with an amazing hourglass figure. At 5’2 I would say that I would be considered attractive by many but I’ve never dated or even had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself and avoid the drama so even with my physical appearance not too many people take the time to approach and get to know me. I pull myself out of my haze of thoughts and pull my hair into a large messy bun before rushing into my closet and throwing on my favorite yellow maxi dress and brown gladiator sandals. Because of my short stature I have to tie a knot in the front of the dress to keep from tripping over it but I still love it. I stop in front of my vanity and apply a bit of mascara and some lip gloss before I grab my things and head down stairs of the pack house. On the way down I take a look at my phone and see that I have enough time for a quick breakfast before I have to leave. I do an air fist bump before I round the corner into the kitchen. I love food and am not ashamed to say it. I say my good mornings as I pass a few members of the pack already having their breakfast at the large island and look over to see more in the dining room. I give them a wave before I open the fridge, stick my head in, and start unconsciously doing my happy food dance. “Oh what deliciousness do you hold dear fridge?” I say while scanning the shelves. My brother Aaron enters the kitchen, sees me, and being the brat he is he slowly walks up behind me and yells “boo!” so loud that I let out an ear piercing shriek, bang my head on the inside of the fridge, and almost choke on my heart that has leapt into my throat. I immediately regain a bit of my composure (which is hard to do with about 20 wolves trying to hide their amused faces) and while he’s doubled over laughing I spin around and land a right hook on his rib cage, quickly putting a stop to his laughter. Once he straightens up he yells “Alaia, what are you doing!” “Oh, don’t play innocent with me! My eyes are still crossed from the impact of my head hitting the top of the fridge!” “Aww, I’m sorry little sis”, he says while giggling and petting the top of my head like I’m a puppy. As I slap his hand away I tell him “You’re a whole 6 minutes older than me, big deal. And stop petting me unless you want a bruise on the other your other side too.” As twins, Aaron and I can fight like cats and dogs one minute then be the best of friends the next. I love my brother more than anything and I know he feels the same about me. While rubbing his side Aaron tells me “That right hook has gotten better. I see you’ve been paying attention in combat training...finally”. It’s true that I used to hate combat training. It always seemed more like a punishment than anything else. As the daughter of the alpha of the Opal Moon pack, it was ingrained on me early on that Aaron would take over the position from our dad one day and once I found my mate I would bear his pups and just be a “good wife”. My mom, Opal Moon’s Luna,