Zane and I lounged on the edge of the couch, engaged in a conversation that stretched on as the golden hour approached, casting long shadows around us. The sky above was painted in hues of orange and pink, but the realization that time was slipping away began to weigh on me. I needed to hustle to school if I didn’t want to end up late.
“Why don’t we just skip out on everything for the day? Forget about Alpha duties and screw school. Let’s seize the moment and have some fun!” Zane proposed, a mischievous glint sparkling in his eyes.
I chuckled softly, my heart bubbling with the idea, yet I knew better. “As tempting as that sounds, you know I can’t. I’m stuck with a week’s worth of detention and grounding hanging over my head.” I replied, a hint of frustration creeping into my voice.
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