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"Carter?" My grandmother asked suddenly as she stepped out of the car. She folded her arms, glaring at me.
"I just need a second," I told her. She huffed, rolling her eyes and walking away, leaving the chauffer standing outside in the cold. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. I could only pray this perfume, voodoo crap would work.
I decided I couldn't leave that poor man to stand there with the door open for me, so I quickly stepped outside, my healed boot clacking on the cement. I gulped, sliding out and looking at the too familiar mansion. We were on the very top of the hill, for Grandmother refused to have to park at the bottom and walk up here on her own free will.
This hill was all too familiar. The steepness of it made me inhale as I remembered sprinting down the hill to get into the car with Nat. I came that close getting caught by Alpha Dalton Valerio. The thought sends a shiver down my spine. Suddenly I realize I'm actaully walking up to the lit up front porch. I gulped, walking up the small stairs after a couple of adults. I walked into the house, seeing things from a new perspective.
I had seen some of it when it was all dark. Now it was lit up beautiful. The hallway in was filled with people from various smaller packs. I sighed, walking further down into the hall, hoping to find someone I knew. I came into the foyer, gulping as I stared at the stairs. Those stairs that he flung me off of. I wander if he hid the code somewhere? I walked past the fancy dressed wolves and came to the living room, keeping an eye out for this Alpha.
Suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder. Terrified, I jumped whilst turning around. Taylor sat there in a sleek red, showing off her cleavage. I sighed once more, glaring at her and her small group of friends. Their eyes glowed with a certain meanness that I didn't understand one could have. How could a group of girls be so conniving? I didn't understand it.
"You failed, you know that right?" She asked, placing her hand on her sparkly red fitted dress.
"No shit," I replied flatly.
With a jerk, she leaned to my neck.
"What?" I snapped, stepping away. She began to smile as she backed away from me. I stared at her with annoyance.
"A scent marker?" She scoffed. "Those are expensive and we all know you're pack is nothing compared to ours, so how could someone like you possibly-"
"I just did," I snapped.
"Smart, I won't lie. But our Alpha is much smarter than you. He will find out who broke into his house last night." She said with a malicious grin. Her friends behind her began to break out into snickers.
"Oh and if I get caught you don't think I'll tell your precious little Alpha who wanted me to break in?" I tested. The snickering stopped and Taylor's daring eyes snapped to mine, narrowing.
"Who's he gonna believe Carter Blake? You, or me, his Beta's daughter?" She tested, but I knew she was really thinking about this. She just needed something to say to convince me, or rather herself. I smirked.
"I guess we'll see, won't we?"
And with that, I turned away from the clan of bitches and walked to the kitchen where some adults sat talking with champagne in their hands. Huffing, I picked up a glass from the counter and downed it. It sizzled down my throat in a pleasurable mannor. I gulped it all too fast, resulting in a slight cough. The adults near me stared at me with dissaprovel in their eyes. Rolling my eyes, I grasped another glass.
"Hey, slow down," Someone suddenly said. I turned to see some random guy. I took a small whiff of his scent, realizing he was in Alpha Dalton's pack.
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Luna versus Alpha
Hombres Lobo"You can't win this game, Carter Blake," He whispers against my cheek. Shivers run up and down my spine. "Watch me." ~~~~ Meet Carter Blake. Age 19. She doesn't take smack from anyone, including her incredibly strict and ice cold grandmother who pl...