Part 6

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/Johnathan Moore\
a month later..

waking up in my bedroom I got up to go into the restroom. Once I finished my Business in the restroom I grabbed an extremely oversized fluffy blanket and cocooned myself in it. Before I sleep I always freeze my home. I walked downstairs began watching Gilmore Girls and caressed my warm cup of passion tea.

There was a knock on my door. In no rush I had gotten up slowly and walked to the door in my underwear and a see through silk robe, not the ideal situation. But this is my home and I can do whatever the hell I want.

A tall prominent guard stood there and gruffly told me, "Lets go right now." and didn't even give me a chance to dress. When I asked what this was all about he said Alpha Moore wanted to see me. all I said was "groovy man.".

Ever since I was little everyone would tell me i have a very destructive and childish behavior. I tend to be wild and adventurous. I'm known for my reckless behavior in the old town me and my once happy family used to call home. Then my real mom died in a car accident and everything and everyone changed.

(Im going to throw in a Lana Del Ray quote cause why not?) My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean. They blamed me for her death because I wanted to visit the museum. I've heard it so many times 'your fault' I gradually believed them.

And thinking about this situation ended up with me crying, and the guard asking awkwardly "Are you okay?" I smiled and said one word. "Period." and chuckled at his uncomfortable expression.

When I exited the Ford Fusion patrol car, I walked up to the home the most important people in the pack inhabit. The guard led me to Johnathan's Office and right away his scent hit me my rejected mate.

I automatically said out loud "what the fuck." whoops. everyone seemed unsurprised, like me too, me too.  "Sit Down." holy shit ok no manners I see. "Hunny did your mother teach you manners?" Johnathan chuckled and bit his lip. He's really sexy. Clearing the sexiness from my brain I took a seat and waited intently for a reason to why i'm here.

"Rosetta Vin we have gathered here today to contemplate a decision that is yours. You have two options, Willingly sell your estate and live in Throne's Castle or Leave Pack KB The decision is yours."

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