Romance

  Jacob&#39;s POV
  Sitting on the small mound, watching that bunch of little ones playing with sand and water was a bit boring. But what could I do? I was injured. No one wanted to let this “fragile item” do any heavy lifting.
  Lily&#39;s daughter Aurora, Xaver&#39;s son Kay, and a few other three- or four-year-olds from the pack were gathered together, chattering away as they used their chubby little hands to build shapeless sandcastles, completely carefree. Sometimes, when I took the time to watch them, it felt strangely fascinating, and my heart would go all soft inside. Such adorable little creatures.
  Seeing them, I couldn&#39;t help but think of Celena. Damn it, if it weren&#39;t for Brett and that hunter business, maybe I&#39;d have finished marking her by now, and she&#39;d be my mate in every sense.
  Though having kids would still be a bit too soon. I loved&nbsp;kids, I real

  Lily&#39;s POV
  Everything was set. Prom night had finally arrived!
  Guests from the allied packs began arriving. Kyle, our half-brother who was closer than blood, showed up with his beta, Logan.
  The Bloodfang pack brought their young alpha, William. Just sixteen, he&#39;d recently taken over from his father. His face still held traces of youth, but his demeanor was remarkably seasoned, reminding me of Xaver and Ethan when they first became Alphas years ago.
  The Star Clan sent a steady, thirty-year-old male Alpha named Wesley. For a clan Alpha, he was in his prime, radiating dependability and warmth.
  Gathered together, the conversation inevitably turned to business.
  Werewolves were&nbsp;all worried about the increasingly frequent and aggressive actions of hunters in recent years, but it was&nbsp;still our few groups that had&nbsp;truly made up their minds to sit down and disc

  Maya&#39;s POV
  Everyone&nbsp;carrying big and small shopping bags, chattered and walked back contentedly. &nbsp;The atmosphere was incredibly good. &nbsp;
  After walking for a while, I felt as if I had suddenly woken up from a sweet dream, stopped abruptly and looked at Rose beside me. &nbsp;Almost at the same time, Rose also looked at me, her eyes carrying the same understanding and a hint of shock.
  That saleswoman was definitely a witch. I communicated through our sisters&#39; unique telepathic link, my tone certain.
  And she was a very, very powerful witch. Rose, rarely, didn&#39;t argue and responded immediately, with a rare seriousness. Her magical traces were ancient and profound... However, it seemed&nbsp;that she had&nbsp;no ill intentions. &nbsp;She paused for a moment and then returned to that tone. Besides, her sense of taste was just amazing! &nbsp;
  We exchanged a g

Jacob&#39;s POV
  Sitting on the small mound, watching that bunch of little ones playing with sand and water was a bit boring. But what could I do? I was injured. No one wanted to let this “fragile item” do any heavy lifting.
  Lily&#39;s daughter Aurora, Xaver&#39;s son Kay, and a few other three- or four-year-olds from the pack were gathered together, chattering away as they used their chubby little hands to build shapeless sandcastles, completely carefree. Sometimes, when I took the time to watch them, it felt strangely fascinating, and my heart would go all soft inside. Such adorable little creatures.
  Seeing them, I couldn&#39;t help but think of Celena. Damn it, if it weren&#39;t for Brett and that hunter business, maybe I&#39;d have finished marking her by now, and she&#39;d be my mate in every sense.
  Though having kids would still be a bit too soon. I loved&nbsp;kids, I really did. Watching these little ones made&nbsp;my heart melt. But Celena was only fourteen. For a we

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