PREVIOUSLY CALLED: Rejected, Perfected
"I Greg Wilson, alpha of the Red Moon pack, reject you, Samantha Nightwing, as my mate and future Luna" he whispers so only i can hear it.
I feel my inside crumbling apart, every piece of my heart breaks insi...
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I look around the room, it's so damn beautiful! I just can't believe it! "Is this, m-m-my room?" I stutter.
He looks down at me:"yes, do you like it?"
"Like it? Heck, I LOVE IT!" I scream a bit too loud for my liking, why am i so overconfident when i am with Dylan?!
Dylan's starts laughing and gently puts me down onto the bed. Wow, that so damn soft. "Dylan, Is there anything I can help you with? I mean, you've done this much for me and-"
Dylan cuts me off:"three things, if you agree of course!"
I smile nervously at him, to be honest, i didn't expect him to ask me for anything, but of course i would help him. Like i said he's done so much for me. I nod as he starts:"so number one is that see how when you get accepted into a pack? Well you have to take some kind of trial, which lets the Alpha, Beta, Gamma and some others, pack members, see you're memories. If that's okay with you..."
"Uh mm..." I start, then i bite my tongue, do i want them to know. Do I? But if i say no, I won't be a part of this pack so i slowly nod my head.
He giggles and then continues:"2. Uh, can i call you Sis?"
I chuckle and nod my head again, wow I'm nodding a lot. A lot! "And three?" I ask him.
He looks me into my eyes:"So Baby sis, our pack is low on money.." He starts. I smile when he says our pack, making me feel at home. A good and nice home. Not my previous one. "And well, maybe you can get yourself a job?" He asks me.
I nod my head and start thinking before all of a sudden he pulls my bag from behind his back. He zips it open and takes out my notebook. Notebook:
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"What is this Baby Sis?" He asks me.
I blush and grab the notebook out of his hands, then I open it, so half of it is on Dylan's lap and half of it on mine. "Wait a second, how come it says Flame and not you're previous name?"
