Andria’s POV
l giggled and shook the bottle in his direction, urging him to drink instead if he can’t carry on with the dare.
The wolves chanted louder, pounding on the floor.
"Kiss her! Kiss her!"
Tristan didn’t want to.
I saw it in his eyes, I felt it in his movent.
In the way his shoulders tensed, in how his jaw clenched, in how he looked back at .
But the chant grew louder.
He turned, closed his eyes and grabbed Alexa by the waist, drawing her closer to himself.
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I shot upright so fast my vision blurred.
My breath tore out of in sharp, frantic bursts. Sweat clung to my skin, dampening my hairline, sticking my shirt to my spine. My hands were shaking violently and uncontrollably.
The dream felt so real, and I couldn’t help what I felt. Tristan is kissing Alexa because of a ga. Another wave of jealousy washed through .
I can’t sit there and watch that happen; it will wreck and our mate bond.
"Goodness..." I whispered to myself, dragging a trembling hand across my face. "What was that?"
Tristan grabs Alexa. The chanting. The pressure of all those eyes. The feeling of being forced to watch it. I was helpless in the wrong way, and l was instigating it.
It could be my insecurity and distrust getting the better of , or the jitters that co with uncertainty about sothing like the ga night l had introduced.
The anger and humiliation I felt in that dream were so terrible that I wanted to be swallowed by the ground.
I sucked in a shaky breath and forced myself to look around the room, grounding myself.
My familiar walls, my bedside lamp, and my clothes from the previous night were still on; it was all a dream.
I wasn’t at a ga night, Tristan wasn’t about to kiss Alexa right now, not ever.
"Well, you sound like a jealous mate right now," Athena teased.
Heat crept up my face. "Of course I should be, if the wolf he was to kiss was Alexa of all the she-wolves in Ashwood."
I reached for my tablet and checked the ti.
My heart dropped.
11:47 a.m.
"Are you kidding right now?" I hissed under my breath.
I never woke up this late. Ever. My internal clock was better than any alarm. But today, of all days, I woke up late. I suppose I was more exhausted than I thought, given yesterday’s activities.
I blushed as I rembered what had happened in Sir Kaelric’s office the previous day and how the Alpha successor nearly had with Sir Kaelric watching.
Sohow, I wanted to know how that felt, but I was also scared.
I threw my legs off the bed and imdiately regretted it when the cold floor slapped against my bare feet.
"Perfect," I muttered, pushing up anyway.
As I went to grab a hoodie, I heard voices coming from Becca’s room.
They weren’t even trying to be discreet about their gossip; they were excited and chatting on top of their voices to the extent that I could hear so details of their gossip in my room.
I opened my door and walked to Becca’s room to find out what secret they were discussing, so early that they needed to be in a room and not in the sitting room, as usual.
Annoyance flickered to life inside . "They better not be..."
I hesitated before I knocked on the door, probably to alert them that I was there. But as soon as I did that, I regretted it; I wished I had stord into the room instead and caught them unawares.
Maybe I am just being overly dramatic about everything.
"Co in!" Becca’s voice chid.
I pushed the door open, only to stop short. l and Becca had papers littered around with so snacks.
The room looked busy, and I wanted to know what was going on.
"What’s going on here?" I asked, but they both seed absent-minded
My jaw dropped. "Are you two serious right now?!"
Becca and l looked up at the sa ti, eyes widening like they had been caught stealing or plotting murder.
"Aria!" they squealed, scrambling off the bed.
Before I knew it they were both squeezing into a crushing hug.
"You are awake!" l said, giggling from ear to ear.
"We were worried you were dead!" Becca added, mockingly arching her eyebrow.
I groaned. "I’m going to kill both of you. Your voices were loud enough to wake even the dead."
They dragged to sit in the middle of the ss of papers.
I stared at everything around , snacks, scribbled lists, pen and their phones.
"What’s going on?" I asked again.
"Well, we are getting things ready for the ga night," Becca said.
"You already started without ," I said, looking at them one after the other, trying to hide my disappointnt.
Becca winced. "We were going to wake you up..."
"...but you looked so peaceful, and we didn’t want to disturb you," l added quickly.
"Peaceful?" I scoffed. "Was that why you two decided to carry out the plans without ? You are showing your true colors."
l blinked. "Huh?"
I shook my head. "Never mind. Continue."
They exchanged a look, then Becca straightened her back like she was about to deliver a presentation to an elder.
"Okay, so," Becca began, flipping open the terrible notebook. "I already invited Allison and Khalil. Allison said she will try to drag Aven, her brother and his friends with her...you know, the Alpha successors."
I stared. "You know that I could have easily made them co thank Allison would."
"But you won’t want to go through that stress, Ari, we know you," they chorused.
l slapped her palm on the bed. "Anyway, I managed to invite Zade."
The air left my lungs in a single sharp exhale. "You what?"
l grinned. "He said yes."
Becca fanned herself dramatically. "Honestly, I didn’t think he would co."
"Why Zade of all wolves?" I asked.
"Just to make things a lot more interesting... calm down, it’s just a ga night," l said.
I swallowed. "Okay... fine. Who else?"
Becca and l exchanged guilty looks, and I knew this one wasn’t going to be funny at all.
"What?" I narrowed my eyes.
l cleared her throat. "Sooo... Alexa and Tricia heard about the ga night..."
"And?" I said, voice dropping.
Becca winced. "They... asked if they could co."
I sat there staring at both of them for a while, the dream coming back in bits. I wouldn’t want what happened in my dream actually to happen.
The two girls who had spent months trying to make my life in Ashwood miserable with their sches and gossip.
And now, l and Becca want to give them sothing more to talk about, but I wasn’t going to let that happen.
"No," I said sharply.
"But..." l started.
"I said no," I repeated firmly, my voice was firr and louder. "Absolutely not."
l blinked at . "Aria, I know that they haven’t been so good to us, but maybe this would be a good ti to sort out the misunderstanding."
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