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Chapter 1: Penny The studio lights buzz overhead, sharp and cold like everything else in this place. The mirrors lining the walls catch every flaw, every flicker of doubt, every step that lands even a half-second too late. I’m already sweating, the back of my neck damp, my hands clammy inside the pink satin of my pointe shoes. I launch into the jeté and land wrong. Not disastrously. But enough.

Chapter 1 The Price of Being Seen

Lyric POV

My alarm goes off at 5am sharp as usual. I groan before rolling over and turning it off.

“You’re so cranky in the mornings,” my wolf Nova snickers in my mind.

I climb out of my bed and make my way to the shower.

“I hope you’re ready for a week of chaos,” my best friend Winter links me. Winter is the youngest pup of our Alpha and Luna.

“What do you mean?” I link back.

“Seriously Lyric, besides the fact that the pack will be crawling with visiting packs soon for the ball on Saturday,” she links.

Chapter 1 New home, new beginnings Ivy Sinclair (POV) The road signs started to repeat after a while. That was how I knew we were getting close. I had learned to recognize the signs of a new town before we ever reached it. The way my father checked the mirrors more often. The way my mother became quieter. The way neither of them ever talked about where we were going until we were already there.

Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Sienna I had hidden my powers for so long, only to foolishly be caught making a firewood burn from a distance. A sharp gasp came just then from behind me, my eyes widened as I turned to look at them, the omegas had their judging gaze on me. Shit, I knew I wouldn't escape it the moment they saw that. First, having powers among werewolves were forbidden, it was seen as a threat to the packs. Even worse if an Omega has power and I fell in the latter. An omega with powers.

The seatbelt sign dinged off, but I stayed glued to my window seat, iPad propped on the tray table. On screen, a golden retriever puppy was face-planting into its water bowl, and I couldn't help the stupid grin spreading across my face. God, I needed this. After three hours of cramped legs and recycled air, watching dogs be idiots was exactly the kind of brain-dead content that kept me sane.

Chapter 1 Perfect illusion Sage's POV The champagne bubbles caught the light from the crystal chandelier, and for a moment, everything felt like a fairy tale. "To Bradley and Sage!" someone called out, and I lifted my glass with a smile that felt natural for one of the few times in years. The ring on my finger caught the light too, a two carat princess cut, everything I dreamed about when I was a girl playing dress-up in my mother's closet before she died.

Chapter One Pt 1 - Amelia POV I’m awoken to the dreadful sound of my alarm. Well, technically it’s my phone playing ‘Kokomo’ by The Beach Boys, but since I’ve selected it as my alarm I’ve begun to hate the song with a passion. I used to love that song, but if I keep using it to wake me up in the morning, I may never want to hear it ever again.

“Do I have your full attention, Ms. Carson?” I gulp and refocus on my boss. Ruslan Oryolov is glowering—not because I’ve done anything wrong, but just because that’s how he always looks at me. Actually, that’s how he always looks at everyone. I’m pretty sure he’s that unfortunate case you always hear moms telling their kids about: he made a sour face once upon a time and it just got stuck like that.

It’s the jarring of the bus as it turns off the main road onto the gravel drive that wakes me from my slumber. It’s been a grueling twelve hour ride from my home pack, Red Fang, southwest to Crimson Dawn. I’ve heard rumors about this pack. Both from those who have visited through the warrior prospect program and just the general rumors that float around about every pack.

Chapter One Sephie I hear my white noise app cut off on my phone and my alarm slowly getting louder. I wait for the chiming bells to stop before I roll over and hit the screen. With a deep breath, I muster the energy to get out of bed and drag myself to the shower. Another glorious day in the life of waiting tables.

Chapter 1: Living a Nightmare Aurora’s P.O.V I jolted awake from a sharp pain on my side, my entire body feeling like I had been run over by a speeding truck. And it didn’t take long before the splitting headache made me groan out in pain.

Chapter 1 The Desk Violet The phone starts screaming at 7:58 a.m., which is exactly when it always does—like it knows the building is awake and it’s time to ruin someone’s life. It’s my job to make sure that someone isn’t Rowan Ashcroft.

Chapter 1 Chloe's POV The weather app on my phone had been screaming red alerts since six in the morning. I didn't think much of it at first. New England weather was basically a drama queen — always threatening, rarely delivering. But by the time third period rolled around, the sky outside St.

Chapter 1 A Juicy Photo ALICE Prior to this absolutely terrible, shitty, no-good day, I had it all. The handsome and loving fiancé. A best friend I'd known for all my life who would do anything for me. A great position in one of the best firms in the country. A supportive family who stuck to my side no matter what.

CHAPTER 1 Cause His 'her' Is Back My fifth wedding anniversary was the day I learned my husband had never stopped loving her. But I should have known much earlier. The first time I heard him whisper her name, I was standing in the kitchen with a glass of water, that was on the first month of our marriage. He was in our bedroom, packing for our honeymoon when I could hear the tremor in his voice.

Chapter 1 Mr. Reid Is So Hot

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chapter 1 "Ewan... Ivy..." Inside a stifling psychiatric ward, a gaunt woman sat motionless in a wheelchair. Her eyes were hollow and sunken, and though she was only in her mid-thirties, her hair had turned completely white. The television blared news of the Mercer Group CEO marrying his first love.

I was born only five minutes earlier than my younger sister. She was prettier, fairer, and smarter than me. The only thing I had over her was my good health. My sister was allergic to pollen in the spring, bug bites in the summer, and cold air in the fall and winter. When I was nine, all I did was pet a stray cat.

Aspen Vale clocked in at the clinic with a minute to spare, the way he always did, except the place that ran quiet and orderly every other morning had come apart at the seams. He grabbed the first tech he found at the edge of the noise. "What's going on?" The tech turned on him with wide eyes.

Chapter 1 Was that all a dream? A sharp, metallic ringing pierced her ears, accompanied by a blinding headache. Joanna Harington forced her eyes open. She was staring at her own ceiling. Was that all a dream? She snatched her phone from the nightstand. The glowing screen left her utterly confused.

Chapter 1 "Kiss her! Kiss her!" Theodora Preston felt the heat rising to her cheeks as the chanting of the crowd grew louder. She glanced up at the man beside her. Jackson Guthrie lounged against the sofa with lazy, effortless grace. His hand, with its elegantly defined knuckles, reached over to ruffle her hair playfully.

One more year of high school and I can finally start working toward my degree in marketing. I know it's strange for a seventeen-year-old to want to have such a specific career, but I want to follow in my dad's footsteps.