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This isn’t the end of the world, I remind myself. This is your choice. And you don’t have to stay with a pack forever if you hate them. Even if my parents’ contract says it has to be at least five years.

I can do five years.

Right?

I’ve waited all my life to be independent, to create this place. It’s my brainchild, my heart-child. Giving up on it so easily would be a crime. A murder of dreams.

And what about the dream of finding your soulmates and a happily ever after? What about that?

Damn.

It’s too late anyway, I tell myself, grabbing my notepad and pen and heading over to the table the girls have claimed. It’s a done deal.

Accept it.

Giving the girls a genuine smile, even if a bit strained, I ask, “What will it be, ladies?”

“Ice coffee for me,” June says, “please. You know the drill?—”

“No sugar,” I intone, “lactose-free, gluten-free?—”

“Where’s the pleasure in that? I don’t understand why you keep doing that to yourself, June,” Coco mutters, “honestly.”

“I need to lose weight,” June protests.

“My ass, you do. You look perfectly fine to me.”

“I agree with Miss Coco,” I say.

June harrumphs softly, rolling her eyes. She’s pretty as a picture, perfectly omega-like, with no doubts about her designation or her dreams.

No conflict there—unlike me…

“I’ll take my usual.” Coco winks at me. “Since I am happy with my curves.”

“As you should be,” I mutter.

“Right!” Coco beams. “So a cappuccino, please, with double cream and chocolate flakes, a dash of cinnamon on top.”

“Coming right up,” I say, on autopilot. I don’t even have to write down their drinks, they’re always the same. “And for you, Soph?”

“I’d like a smile from you,” Sophie says. “A real one.”

I groan inwardly. And smile. “How is that?”

“Better,” she says.

“And to drink?”

“A flat white. Oh, and Sawyer?”

“Yes?” I stop, already half-turning away.

“We’ll talk later,” she says.

This time I can’t keep my groan behind my teeth. Sighing, I go to prepare their orders.

The girls don’t pay attention to me when I return with my tray. My hands were shaking so badly I spilled most of their coffees and had to redo them, hence my delay.

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