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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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After almost fifteen years, I still struggled to wrap my mind around why my family and pack turned on me. "Celina!" My father snarled, shoving my door wide open. I was just shy of being five when he had suddenly snapped, yelling at me that it’s my fault my mother left. He had told me I blurted out what he had done to her, but I didn’t know what he was talking about and I still don’t. I never said anything to my mother about my father, but he never thought of that possibility. I was still a pup and I was still learning to actually form most words in my speech classes. I was always being supervised by the nanny when my mother couldn’t watch me, how would I possibly discover whatever crime he had committed? It’s not my fault he did something awful and my mother found out, none of this was my fault. But no one would ever believe me, not even my older sister wanted to listen to me. Insults and abuses filled my past life. I didn’t stop to open the window, not wanting to give him more time to catch me. As his fingertips brushed against my ankles, I crashed through the glass and fell towards the ground below. I landed on the ground with a sickening crack as my body took the full impact, the pain immediately making itself known. Taking a deep, struggling breath I pulled myself up and took off towards the forest. I wanted to scream as each step sent a jolt of agony through me, but I managed to push through it. Glancing behind me, I shrieked a little when I saw the patrols gaining on me, their wolves looking anything but nice. I pushed myself harder, stepping across the border as I felt the bond to my pack break. I gasped and stumbled to the ground from the sudden force of it. "Celina!" Looking up, I saw my father stop just before the border ended, his eyes burning with rage. Swallowing my fear, I forced myself up again and took off, running deeper into the woods. I had no idea what territory I was in, but even if I’m captured, anything will be better than the suffering from my own father’s hands. A few miles in my body collapsed as I fell down a small hill, rolling into a clearing. I scanned the area around me, trying to figure out who’s territory I was in. Sniffing the air, I slowly began recognizing the scent, but couldn’t put a name to it. Laying my head on the ground, I closed my eyes as a wave of nausea washed over me, willing myself not to throw up before realizing, I have nothing to puke anyway. Releasing a breath, I attempted to move to a sitting position, but my spine wouldn’t allow it. "What do we have here?" I couldn't even look up since my spine was currently healing as well. I sighed, "An idiotic girl who decided to jump out a window." "Funny." "Why isn't she running?" Someone asked. "Get up." the same voice from before ordered. I sighed once again, "What part of, I jumped out of a window, don't you understand?" "I understand you jumped out a window, but that doesn't explain- "My bones are broken you idiot." I snapped, cutting him off. "Including some parts of my spine, it's a miracle I’m not paralyzed." I could hear someone laugh, "You totally had that coming," "Whatever, someone picks her up and brings her to the dungeons," the man hissed before his footsteps got quieter as he walked away. I kept in a cry of pain as someone picked me up, jostling me around a bit. As they carried me silently I figured I could study the territory. I pursed my lips and scanned the area that I could see from my position. "Lovely territory," I stated. I'm officially an idiot. They threw me into a cell, my body skidding a little across the cement flooring. The one man walked in and put my hands in silver cuffs before saying something to his partner. I didn’t bother to try and ask which territory I was in, I was too tired to care at this point. After a few hours of wallowing in self pity a door slammed somewhere as a man’s voice sounded, asking who the new rogue was. I sighed and closed my eyes, knowing I was most likely going to be interrogated until I give them what they want. When I heard someone unlock the door to my cell, I ope
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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"Thanks for the ride," I smiled towards Jackson as he walked me to my front door, thankfully my parents had left the outdoor light on; its warm glow casting itself upon our small, stone sidewalk and the white front door. Jackson smirked playfully, his 6'0 self seeming more muscular than he had in his cheap, shtty car as he took a step forward; his warm, dark complexioned hands clasping my milky pale ones. "I enjoyed tonight Celeste," My heart raced as I bit my lip. Jackson let his onyx eyes fall to our intertwined hands. The small cool wind blew softly, leaves with it, and the scent of cinnamon drifted into my nose; a bird sang from a nearby tree before falling silent. "And I wanted to know if-" The front door swung open, the rush of cedar and rain gently dancing into my nose. My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or something - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; werewolves have one person, and one person only, that the Moon Goddess personally picks out for you - your destiny. I prayed whoever it is that they could beat Emrys for being over protective. Emrys' is my older brother and despite being nineteen, he still hasn't found his mate. Rolling my eyes, I smiled at Jackson. "Thanks for the study session, text me." Jackson met my steel blue eyes and smiled brightly. "Of course, and don't forget that track practice will run late tomorrow at school," A blush arose in my cheeks, which Emrys did not miss as his expression turned from bad to worse. Despite Jackson's tall self, Emrys' was at least 6'3; I felt smaller than ever in my 5'2 self. "Go home Jackson and stop hanging out with my sister," Emrys growled out while running a hand through his midnight black hair with one hand before crossing his arms across his chest, his eyes of dark silver. Emrys was definitely on the muscled and defined side of things, broad shoulders, sculpted face - the works; he was also annoying, sometimes. "Emrys," I whined quietly, wishing to stop any further embarrassment. He looked down to me, softing his gaze. "Please," Emrys sighed and took a step back. Turning to face Jackson, I smiled. "Goodnight Jackson," "Night, Celeste. See ya' tomorrow," Emrys shut the door behind me as Jackson left; our living room, which was made up of my mother's favourite color of warm neutrals, smelled like fresh cooked lasagna with a twinge of cookies. Already I could hear my mother hum in the kitchen to some song on the radio as she finished cooking dinner, my father was probably in his office, and that left me and Emrys standing alone in the living room. "Why do you have to scare every boy I bring home away?" To be fair, Jackson was the only boy I had ever 'brought' over besides one time in third grade and even then, Emrys blew his stack. My mother had to pull Emrys off the poor kid who cried as he ran home; it was a funny memory to say the least, but also madly embarrassing. "No one else I know has a brother as protective as you," Turning around, I tried my best not to shrink under his gaze. "Because no one cares about others like I do," How is this boy not an Alpha? With no other words he walked off and up the stairs, grumbling all the way. Upon entering my mother's kitchen, I laughed as she twirled and placed the lasagna pan onto the counter, allowing it to cool off. She smiled when she saw me and turned the radio down slightly. We were almost like twins, my mom and I; we had the same milky pale skin, freckles, and starlight blonde hair, my steel blue eyes came
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“You’re not dying today, Detective,” Bast snarled as he took Mera in his arms and stood. He winced in pain because his right arm was wounded, but he didn’t let go. She rested her head on his shoulder, her body feeling too light. “You’ll get blood on your fancy clothes,” she whispered drowsily, “pixie.” His arms tightened around her. “Hold on.” Wings sprouted from his back, silver draconian wings as smooth as a pearl, as smooth as his hair. Mera lost a breath as they spread wide, spanning at least two cars’ width. “You look like a water dragon.” She smiled at the memory, when she’d seen one cutting through water with her friends from school. The creature had no scales, its light-silver skin as thick as that of whales. Bast’s grip on her was still overly tight as they boosted into the air. Her partner stared ahead, his silver hair swinging madly around him. A beautiful water dragon. She inhaled the woodsy scent at his collar. “Not a bad way to go at all.” “Mera!” He called from what seemed to be a long distance. He shook her, but then Mera couldn’t feel him near her anymore. “Mera!” Everything went dark.
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