Last night had been Queenie’s first time, and while she was inexperienced, she believed that’s what men liked – innocent girls.
“Yorkie, about tonight…” Queenie hinted shyly, hoping to keep him interested. She wanted to use their newfound intimacy to secure her place in his heart.
York patted her cheek dismissively. “Be good. I have plans tonight. I’ll come find you when I’m done.”
“Yorkie, are you not satisfied with me?” she asked, her insecurities surfacing.
“How could I not be? You were perfect,” he replied smoothly.
“Really? Then don’t forget to come find me later.” Queenie clung to him, willing to do anything to keep his attention.
After dropping Queenie off, York didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he lingered outside Navoris High, waiting for the girl who had been on his mind all night.
When he finally spotted Tessa approaching the school gates, he moved quickly to intercept her.
“Tessa, hi. I’m York, from the national team,” he said with a confident smile.
Tessa recognized him as the guy from last night who had been staring at her. She didn’t bother responding, brushing past him without a word.
For the first time, someone ignored his charm, and York’s lips curled into an amused smile. He caught up to her.
“Tessa, don’t be like that! There’s no harm in making friends, right?” he said, handing her a business card.
Tessa took the card and glanced at it. “York? National basketball team?”
York mistook her tone for admiration and nodded smugly.
“Let’s be friends,” he insisted.
Without hesitation, Tessa walked over to a nearby trash can and tossed the card in.
“You – !” York was stunned. No one had ever treated him like this before. Girls usually flocked to him, eager for his attention.
But instead of anger, York felt intrigued. “Interesting. I like a challenge,” he muttered. “Tessa, just wait. One day, I’ll tear off that mask of yours.”
To York, all women were the same. They acted tough until they were conquered. Once that happened, they became as submissive as Queenie, begging for his attention.
Unbeknownst to him, this entire interaction was being watched from a car nearby – by Winona.
Winona smirked. “Tessa, you won’t last in Navoris, even without me lifting a finger.”
In her mind, Queenie was more than enough to handle someone like Tessa.
Whether it was five years ago or today, Winona was determined to see Tessa cast out of the Sinclair family once more.
The last class of the morning was PE. Ysabel, being wolf-less and naturally frail, usually skipped it. But with Tessa now around, she decided to give it a try.
“Tessie, honestly, we don’t have to attend PE in the twelfth grade. Let’s just go to the snack shop and grab something to eat. I’m starving,” Ysabel said, rubbing her empty stomach.
“Sure.”
Tessa indulged Ysabel easily. Though they hadn’t known each other long, Ysabel had a charm that made her hard to dislike.
“Tessa, stop right there!”
Before they could leave the basketball court, Queenie appeared, her voice dripping with hostility.
“Good dogs don’t block the way,” Tessa shot back lazily, not even bothering to look at her. Some things never changed – Queenie was still the same as ever.
Seeing Tessa’s indifference, Queenie moved to block her path.
“What did you say to my boyfriend this morning? Tessa, how shameless can you be? Are you really trying to seduce someone else’s man?”
Earlier that day, Winona had gleefully told Queenie that Tessa had been chatting with her boyfriend, York. Furious, Queenie had stormed straight to find Tessa.
Of course, this shameless girl would stoop to anything, Queenie thought, her blood boiling.
“Tessa, York is Queenie’s boyfriend! He’s a national basketball reserve player and will probably make it to the NBA one day!” one of Queenie’s friends chimed in, fanning the flames.
“York? A national basketball reserve? Is that supposed to be impressive?” Tessa asked, her tone still nonchalant as she raised an eyebrow.
“Tessa, I’m warning you – stay away from my boyfriend, or I won’t let you off so easily!”
Queenie snarled.
“You should focus on keeping your boyfriend in line instead of worrying about me,” Ysabel interjected, unable to stay quiet. “In Tessie’s eyes, York is nothing – barely even a blade of grass.”
“Tessa, this is your final warning. Don’t even think about getting close to my boyfriend!”
“You’re crazy,” Tessa said coldly, pushing Queenie aside. Turning to Ysabel, she added, “Didn’t you say you were hungry? Let’s go.”
“Ugh, I’ve lost my appetite,” Ysabel said, scrunching her nose as she glanced back at Queenie.
“You’ve seen worse. Don’t let garbage ruin your mood,” Tessa said matter-of-factly.
“Queenie, did she just call us garbage?”
“Wow, she’s so arrogant. I’ve never met someone this shameless.”
“Queenie, you better keep an eye on your boyfriend. Tessa might actually have the looks to steal him.”
Queenie clenched her fists. I won’t let Tessa stay in Navoris any longer. She’s too dangerous.
“Don’t worry. There’s no way York would ever fall for someone as lowly as her.”
“Tessie, let’s go out for lunch! It’s the last class anyway.”
“Okay.”
“Tessie, what do you feel like eating?”
“Anything’s fine.”
Ysabel took Tessa to one of her favorite small restaurants. But shortly after leaving the place, Tessa suddenly felt something was wrong. Her stomach clenched painfully, and she doubled over.
“Tessie, are you okay? You’re so pale! Are you feeling sick?” Ysabel asked, panic evident in her voice.
“I’m fine.”
Tessa squatted down, clutching her stomach to try and ease the pain.
“Tessie, what should I do? What’s happening to you?” Ysabel crouched beside her, clearly out of her depth.
“Take me to a hospital,” Tessa said calmly.
Although she could summon Emma to heal her, she couldn’t risk revealing her wolf right now. Her current persona was that of a wolf-less, ordinary student. Going to the hospital was the logical response.
Ysabel wasted no time and brought Tessa to the best werewolf hospital in Navoris.
“Doctor, what’s wrong with her? She’s not going to die, is she?” Ysabel’s voice trembled as she clung to the doctor’s arm.
“Miss, please wait outside while we run some tests,” the doctor replied gently.
“Tessie…” Ysabel looked at Tessa worriedly as she was wheeled into the examination room.
“I’ll be fine. Just wait for me outside.” Even in pain, Tessa remained calm. I know I won’t die.
After the examination, the doctors decided that surgery was necessary. Hearing this, Ysabel burst into tears.
When the doors to the operating room closed, Ysabel panicked and immediately called her uncle.
Landon was in the middle of a Nightshade Pack meeting when he saw Ysabel’s name flashing on his phone. He declined the call without hesitation.
But when she called again, he frowned. What’s so urgent that she’s calling repeatedly?
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