Ateez Fic Recommendations

Ateez Fic Recommendations

OT8/ Poly Ateez

This list will contain my favorite ateez fics to date so I definitely recommend to check them out.

Recommendations for each members will be posted soon!

💖 Fluff 💢 Angst ❤️‍🔥 Smut

Series

💖 Fated (Soulmate AU OT8 x Reader) by @callmeagardengnome

💖💢❤️‍🔥 Into the Aurora (Idol AU OT8 x Reader) by @honeyhotteoks

💖💢❤️‍🔥 Their Pretty Lady (Demon AU OT8 x Reader) by @written-in-flowers

💖💢❤️‍🔥 Circus (Hybrid AU OT8 x Reader) by @lani-heart

💖❤️‍🔥 Whichever Way (Neighbors AU Woosan x Reader) by @igbylicious

💖💢❤️‍🔥 The Library of Illusion (Fantasy AU OT8 x Reader) by @kwanisms

💖💢❤️‍🔥 Hotel California (Yandere Demon AU OT8 x Reader) by @mint-yooxgi

💖💢❤️‍🔥 Inception (Dragon Hybrid AU OT8 x Reader) by @remedyx

💖💢❤️‍🔥 This Night Together (Omegaverse Alpha Yungi x Omega Reader) by @honeyhotteoks

💖❤️‍🔥 Time of Love (Social Media AU Woosan x Reader)

💖❤️‍🔥 The Husband Series (Husbands AU Seonghwa and Yunho x Reader) by @honeyhotteoks

💖💢❤️‍🔥 Deep Down (Omegaverse Idol AU OT8 x Reader) by @seventhcallisto

Oneshots

💖❤️‍🔥 And They Were "Roommates" (Boyfriend AU OT8 x Reader) by @frenchkisstheabyss

💢❤️‍🔥 Blinding Faith (Cult AU Yungi x Reader) by @kitten4sannie

❤️‍🔥Undertow (Sex Club AU Seonghwa, Mingi & Yeosang x Reader) by @hongism

❤️‍🔥 Ours (Boyfriend AU Yungi x Reader) by @mint-yooxgi

💖❤️‍🔥 More than Enough & A-Tease Lesson (Idol AU OT8 x Reader) by @written-in-flowers

💖❤️‍🔥 Jenga and Jealousy & Brats and Backtalk (Roommate Woosan and FWB Hongjoong x Reader) by @hongjoongtime117

❤️‍🔥 *739 Mingi (Sex Worker AU Mingi and Yeosang x Reader) by @potatomountain

❤️‍🔥 Say My Name (Demon AU OT8 x Reader) by @shinestarhwaa

❤️‍🔥 Truth or Dare (Idol AU OT8 x Reader) by @shinestarhwaa

❤️‍🔥 2 seater (Non-Idol AU Yungi x Reader) by @mingi-s-dimples

❤️‍🔥 Sweetheart & Candy (Frat AU OT8 x Reader) by @bro-atz

❤️‍🔥 For the Love of the Game (College Baseball AU Wooyoung and Yunho x Reader) by @kitten4sannie

❤️‍🔥 Sharing is Caring? (Idol AU Hongjoong and Mingi x Reader) by @byuntrash101

💢❤️‍🔥 Allure & Knuckle Velvet (Omegaverse Criminal AU Alpha Matz x Omega Reader) by @last-words-ofashootingstar

❤️‍🔥 Three Tank Tops of Apocalypse (Idol AU x San, Seonghwa and Mingi x Reader) by @bro-atz

❤️‍🔥 Slashtober 🔪||OT8 (Yandere Ateez OT8 x Reader) by @justaaveragereader

❤️‍🔥 How We Live in Tokyo (Tokyo Drift AU Matz x Reader)

💖❤️‍🔥 Lay your Hands on Me (Neighbors AU Yungi x Reader) by @acescavern

💖❤️‍🔥 Heavenly & Double Trouble (College Roommate AU Yungi x Reader) by @pinkywritings

Breaking and Entering (9) -Erik

Status: Ongoing Series

Word count for Chapter: 5,037

Word count for Story: 23,534

Genre: Werewolf

There are no chapter titles, but each chapter will have a name listed that indicates which POV the chapter is from. Mindlinks are in italics. Conversations with their inner wolf are in bold italics.

A little about the author: I am a mother of two beautiful children, one of whom has special needs. I started a Patreon for many reasons. Most recently, I almost died of septic shock and was in the hospital for 17 days and have an estimated 1-2 year recovery time. I do have a Patreon account to help support my family while I am on temporary disability

Warnings: NOT BETA READ!! This story will have a bit of angst, fluff, smut, f/m, and m/m. This chapter has trauma discussed pack dynamics, and discussions of bullying.

BREAKING AND ENTERING MASTER LIST

LDYSMFRST MASTER LIST

It is intense. 

I have heard of humans having auras and internal powers, but this is insane. How is she standing unwaveringly under the push of the two strongest Alphas in the state?

Ren is too focused on the Alphas to realize everyone awaits her decision. Discreetly, I lean over and whisper in her ear, “You have to formally accept before anyone will move, Ren.”

She still isn’t looking away from our Alphas. Does she have a death wish? Of course, the one human chick I think I will get along with will challenge the Pack leadership without knowing what she is doing. 

I hear her, still eyeing the Alpha duo, say, “I accept your apology Selena. Let us work on getting along better for the sake of everyone here.”

Now, there is almost an electric crackling in the air between the three of them. The whole table feels the energy pouring through the room, causing my wolf, Leo, to want to take charge and calm everyone down.

Glancing at Andrei, I can see that I am not the only one about to jump in if this turns sideways. The question is, who is going to protect who?

“If you will excuse me, I have to go and see the nurse again for my face,” she says, grabbing her bag. Wait… where is she going? No one was dismissed. Damn this girl. 

Ren continues to explain her way to the door with an excuse, “My face is really starting to hurt, and I am getting dizzy from not eating lunch. Ah yeah… so I would love to continue this ermm… discussion at another time.”

No, she… she is bolting out the door. She has to feel the energy in the room with how her hands are shaking. Is she not human?

It takes barely a breath before Alpha Heir Mikhail takes off after Ren.

 Oh, hell no.

Without a second thought… well, not even a first thought—I ran after her. She was scared or nervous, and the Alpha Heir would just make it worse. But how do I tell the Alpha Heir that the human girl needs space?

We leave the conference room in time to see the elevator doors close. Leo is pacing in my head. Looking at the Alpha Heir, I am sure Borya is doing the same in his.

All we could do is watch her leave.

Following the Alpha Heir to the window, we can see Ren dash not towards the town but towards the fields and the forest beyond the school grounds.

“Alpha Heir, she isn’t safe in the forest. At least not in the headspace she is in now,” I remark, trying to urge him to do something respectfully.

Sighing, he looks at me with squinted eyes, “You know her? Lovren?”

Dropping my eyes to the floor, I answer, “Ah well.. Know might be a strong word for it. More like we just kinda officially met today, Alpha Mikhail.”

At the sound of footsteps, our attention goes toward the conference room. The rest of Alpha Mikhail’s counsel joins us at the window as Rachel and Selena head to the elevator.

“What was that?” asks Gamma Mitchell. To whom? I am not sure, but I return to look at the floor. 

“No clue but Borya won’t stop pacing. She didn’t back down. How could she not back down?” complains Alpha Mikhael with a sense of exasperation. 

Feeling like eyes are boring into me. I look up and see Beta Aliaksandr eyeing me like I know secrets. “You. It’s Erik, right?”

“Yes, Beta Aliaksandr. Erik Ivanov,” bowing my head to the higher ranking pack member. 

“Erik!” calls my brother as he exits the conference room. “You know, Lovren. Where would she go right now? Alpha Stanislav wants me to guard her.”

“So you do know her! Why did you lie?” commands the Alpha Heir.

“Thanks, bro,” I roll my eyes and look back at the present counsel. “I don’t know Lovren. I know OF Lovren. My wolf, Leo, caught her scent when I was starting doing patrols with Andrei over summer.”

“I was the one who told the guard about her nightly wanderings because my wolf wouldn’t let me leave her alone with out guarding her like a pup, even though I am sure she is older than me by a month or two,” I explained. 

“So that is why you said she isn’t safe in the forest,” comments the Alpha Heir.

“What!” exclaims Andrei, stepping closer to the group. His actions pulled a low growl from the Alpha Heir. “I am sorry, Alpha Mikhael, but when she goes on her forest hikes she tends to go to the tails near the lake… near the border.”

“Hence why it’s not safe for her in the forest. She is easy to guide though. Oddly attuned to softer energy pushes, howls and even whines back if she is unsure of where to go,” a small smile plays across my face at remembering her cute, confused expression.

“You have a crush on her,” states Gamma Mitchell.

Immediately, my brother and I started laughing. Our reactions confuse the Alpha Heir counsel. It’s now that Gamma Jonathan and Beta Christopher come out.

“Andrei! Aren’t you supposed to be finding the girl?” questions Gamma Jonathan.

“Yes, sir. I was just speaking with my brother, our resident Lovren expert, on her habits to see where she might have gone,” he informs them.

Beta Christopher chimes in with a confused look, “And that is something funny?”

Attempting to control my chuckling, I finally can say, “No, Sir. Your Gamma Heir thinks I have a crush on Lovren.”

This also makes the two adults chuckle. Looking to the Alpha Heir counsel, Beta Christopher says, “Seems it’s not only Alpha Mikhail who needs to learn more about the pack.”

Beta Christopher, gaining more confused looks among the younger counsel, says, “You see, Erik would never be interested in Lovren like that.”

“He means I am gay. I don’t find women attractive, which is why it is even more interesting that Leo and I want to find ourselves close to Lovren,” smiling softly at the expressions of understanding that come over the three.

Looking at Andrei, “She went into the forest. The lake would be calming for her now, but with how much she was shaking… I wouldn’t be surprised if she goes as far as the falls.”

“Thanks, lil bro,” he pats me on the shoulder. “Counsels,” he bows to the remaining men and heads to the elevator himself.

Watching him go, Leo wants me to follow him and find her, too. The only reason I don’t go is that the pack protocol states that high-ranking pack members must dismiss me. 

The only problem is, who would be considered the highest when I have the current Beta and Gamma here with the Alpha Heir and his counsel?

“Erik, Alpha Stanislov wants the three of us to go to the pack house,” informs Aliaksandr. “Why don’t you come with us? I would like to learn more about what happened today from your point of view.”

“Me?” I was shocked. I had never spoken to them before today, and now they had invited me to the packhouse with them. 

“Yeah, why not?” questions Mitchell. “I have seen your scores in warrior training. They are impressive. Gamma Jonathan and I were gonna reach out to you and Andrei.”

I swear my mouth drops at the fact they noticed my score. My eyes flit to Gamma Jonathan, who nods like it's no biggie. Shifting my feet, I look to the Alpha Heir, “I could come. If you want.”

The Alpha Heir takes a long look at me, and it feels like he is looking into me. His eyes take in everything as if I am laid bare. “Common, we can take my car,” he smiles. We can order pizza on the way home. That way, we can eat, talk, and then maybe do a study session. That’s what high schoolers do, right?”

The ride to the pack house wasn’t as uncomfortable as I thought. 

The Alpha Heir counsel explained why Alpha Heir Mikhail was starting high school this year. I mean, it made sense. Most of the pack already knew who he was for the pack but not who he was as a person. Now, did I ever think I would be anywhere close to him or his counsel? 

No, but here I am, chatting about student life, teacher expectations, and cafeteria food. For the most part, the Alpha Heir listens to everything. Taking in what the three of us say, it is almost like he is a fly on the wall.

“So, have you picked your elective and sport for this year?” the Alpha Heir asks as we discuss what classes we have and with whom.

“Yes, Alpha. I have choir and swimming,” I respond respectfully. “Swimming doesn’t start until tomorrow, though. Today, there was only general physical ed information at the orientation.”

“Misha,” states the Alpha Heir firmly. His Beta and Gamma get big, toothy smiles as I look lost.

“Excuse me, Alpha?”

“Let’s drop formalities, Erik. You can call me Misha,” he says. Looking over his shoulder at me, he smiles and says, “All my friends do.”

Clapping me on the shoulder, Gamma Mitchell says, “Yeah! Call me Mitch. You click well with us, and with scores like yours… I’d love to have you as my second.”

“Your second? Like, as in Second in Command of the Guards?” I swear I must sound stupid. Guards… no, there is like no way.

“Good, it’s settled. I will add you into our training rotations,” Mitch says before his eyes haze as he mindlink Goddess knows who. 

“I go by Alek,” the Beta says from the passenger seat. “Today is full of surprises.”

“You can say that again,” I mumble to myself.

When we arrive at the pack house, we waltz in the front door like we own the place. Well… more accurately, they waltzed as I scampered. 

Luna Ekaterina is lovely as always, giving me a warm welcome to the pack house and letting me know that I can come and go as I please because there are always “guest rooms available.”

Pizza was ordered and arrived while I was given a quick tour. Now, the four of us are lounging in Misha’s (so weird to say) room with some foreign pop band playing in the background.

“This is some seriously good pizza,” I praise while grabbing my third slice. “We always make it at home. Eating out or ordering in has always been for celebrations.”

“Really? Why is that?” questions Mitch with a mouth full.

Taking a moment, I think of how to put it simply, “I don’t know if you guys know… well. Okay.” Taking a breath and putting down my slice, I share with them, “Andrei is the head of our den and with him being the only one working, we are on a tight budget.”

“Don’t get me wrong. He gets paid well and we can afford nice things here and there but we live modestly.” Looking around at them, I smile. “My dam is human and has cancer, late stage, and our father retired early to be her caretaker.”

“Wait, so they don’t live with you or…” Misha’s question dies off.

“They don’t live with us. After Andrei’s mom, our father’s moonmate, died in an accident, he found a second chance mate with my human mother. When she was diagnosed, he quit so they could travel to find a cure or let her see the wonders of the world before she passes.”

The room fills with silence. Memories of my mother, the postcards, the videos, and the phone calls fill my mind’s eye.

“Have you told my father’s counsel?” asks Misha. 

Shaking my head, “No. My father and Andrei said that they didn’t want to. My father had a good job and is pretty well set. We send them money here and there to show support and love. They both refuse me to work until after Uni. So, we do our best to save up and see what happens.”

“Who was your father? What was in the pack?” pipes up Alek.

“Mom is Lidya and she was a waitress at the diner. Dad is Maxim and he was a painter. He taught Art history and stuff to an online University. He was classified as a warrior til Andrei’s dam, Tessa, passed away.”

“I have no family,” states Alek. “A hunter killed my parents. I went crazy protecting my sister. Then we had to be separated so that I wouldn’t go feral. Sometimes, it’s the darkest times that will allow us to find inner strength that no one else would have.”

“What he means,” Mitch says pointedly, “He went berserk before his wolf presented. To protect his only living family member his wolf forced his way out. It was a miracle they both survived.”

“Now, we are lucky enough to have him as the next Pack Beta,” declares Misha.

Nodding in understanding, “I remember the first time I saw you, Alek. Well, it was actually Zakhar that I saw. He seemed to scare everyone but all I could feel was pain and power. Leo said that you could have been an Alpha in your own right.”

“Noooope. Never. I don’t want that, especially with having the ability to go berserk,” Alek comments. “I wouldn’t be a stable Alpha for any pack.”

“Why do I surround myself with people with a hard history?” mutters Misha.

“Huh?” I question him with a tilted head.

Chuckling, Mitch turns to me, “I don’t know my father. My mom won’t tell anyone who it is. She said that she was moonmated, they mated but he rejected her and then later on I was born.”

Mitch points to himself, “Fatherless.” Pointing to Alex, “Berserker due to extreme death of family trauma.” Points to me, “Brother’s dam has passed and your dam has cancer.”

“Then there is Lovren,” comments Misha. “Borya wants to be around her. She is a foster kid due to family death.”

“Yeah, I guess you do collect Jaded or Scarred friends.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Misha smiles, “Well so far everyone is a good person so I don’t see it as a bad thing. But… ah… Can you tell us what happened today with Lovren?”

“Oh yeah, start from the beginning. Like you woke up this morning, got dressed, and decided what?? Stalk Lovren at school?” That is when Alek hits Mitch in the head with a pillow. “What? Just asking.”

“Don’t mind him,” Alex says, holding another pillow ready to launch. 

I just smile and laugh, “Okay, okay. So yes, I did wake up and shower. That is typically how I start my day, but that really was the only thing typical about my day.”

“Do I have to pick a sport this year? Can you just, I don't know, like get me excused from PE since I am on patrol training rounds with you, Andrei?” I call from the bathroom. 

“No, it’s your senior year, little bro. You need to gain bonds with your generation,” my elder brother says. 

“Well, shit,” I sigh, looking at myself in the mirror.

While I like training, I don’t hate school and am not too fond of PE-based sports. You would think watching the boys in their jerseys and PE shorts would be fun, and it is, but you have to participate. 

“You know they finished the pool at the school over the summer, right?” asked my brother as he leaned against the door. “They should be offering that and I am pretty sure that.”

“That girl!” I cut off my brother, “She is always swimming in the lake. Do you think she will take swimming?” 

“Are you sure you aren’t bi?” questions Andrei, pushing me aside to finish getting ready himself.

“Abundantly, sure,” I state. Then I tilt my head, thinking, “Leo would have to be gay too, right? Like if I am gay… he has to be gay.”

“Go finish getting ready, you fabulous brother of mine,” he says with a smile. “You have to look.. What's the word now… Slammin’ for your first day of senior year.”

“Agh that is sooo 2000 and late, Bro! It’s Sheesh Sheesh now or something like that,” I tease back as I head to my room.

I wonder… Maybe dressing like her would make me more approachable. Scrounging through my clothes, I wore black skinny jeans, a Green Day tour shirt, a black and purple Joker hoodie, and Converse.

“That is a new look,” Andrei comments as we walk to the car. “Gothic grunge?”

“I thought it might make it easier for her to feel comfortable if I approached her like this,” I say, getting in the car.

Shaking his head, Andrei pulls out and starts to take us to the school.

I haven’t seen her yet today, but only two periods have gone by, and it's a decent-sized school. Maybe she is homeschooled?

Oh no, what if she is homeschooled?

Wait, is that growling? On the school campus? Turning the corner, my heart drops for two reasons:

1- I finally found her, but she reeks of blood as she cups her cheek while waves of shock and anger roll off her like an ocean storm.

2- She is being stalked, for lack of a better word, by Selen and her terrors.

That's when I heard Selena say, “Don't you ever think you will complete anyone? You are nothing but a broken soul that can never be fixed. You should know this now since no family wants to keep you." 

Warning! Warning! Leo is going ape-shit in my head to protect the wandering girl. Without another thought, I race up behind her, grab her shoulder, and pull her away. 

"Wait! Who the hell are you?" she asks, jerking out of my grip.

"Erik, my name is Erik, and you're bleeding all over your hoodie. I just want to take you to the school healer. She needs to tend to your face quickly, and you need to learn to avoid Selena and her terrors."

"Oh, t-thanks," she stutters an apology as she hisses. "How the heck did she do that? Is she Wolverine or something?"

Looking over her face more, my only thought is Selena must have partly shifted to make a scratch that deep. 

Cursing her in my mind, I attempt a friendly smile. Retaking her arm, I say, “Scarily accurate, but come on, you need to see a healer." 

At least this time, she doesn’t fight me.

When I get her to Healer Bet’s office, the elder woman smiles at us like she just baked a perfect pie. She is kind of like the grandmother everyone always wanted. However, she is a stickler for rules and shoos me away to go to my next class.

Yeah, not gonna happen. Besides, it’s just history or econ or something like that. I can get the syllabus later. Pacing outside, I try to listen to anything through the door, but nothing can be heard.

Erik?

Yes, Healer Bet. Is the girl okay? Do I need to get Andrei to drive us to the hospital?

Such a good boy you are to the new girl. She will be fine, but she won’t tell me what happened, can you?

Oh yeah, Selena must have shifted her hand and scratched her. They were arguing about her being broken, unfixable and something about no family keeping her.

Thank you, Erik. She will be out in a moment. I have already informed both of your third-period teachers of why you are absent. I’d stick around her if I were you. She is going to need a friend; I can feel it.

Lost in my own head about what Healer Bet said, I hear, "Hey… it's Erik, right?”

Turning around, I finally looked at her—like I really looked at her. She has beautiful eyes, but they seem lost or confused, which I am sure is reflected in my own face.

 "Thank you for helping me, but why are you still here?" she questioned. 

"I, ah… I wanted to make sure you were okay. Selena can be a bitch sometimes, but today she seems to be in rare form. It makes sense after what happened over the summer break,” I say with a smile because why would I not stay to ensure she is okay?

“Anyway, you are new here, right?" I ask. Of course, I know the answer, but I can’t sound like I know that. I don’t want her to think I am a creep. 

"You could tell that easily, huh?"  she says.

I go to answer her while still trying to figure out how not to sound like a stalker creep, but she keeps talking. "Yeah, it's my first day, and I know about Selena. I am her foster sister. She has never been friendly since the day I moved in. Not that I am expecting to be her best friend or anything."

"That has to be terrible. Living with that? Well, anytime you want to get a break, you are welcome to call me. You got your cell?" I ask.

Yes! A way to keep in touch like a normal non-creep. I hold out my hand to give her my number, again another point in the ‘I am not a creep’ scoreboard. 

She looks away from me. Okay, take that point away.  "Umm… I don't have a cell. Never have. Don't have anyone who wants to keep tabs on me or keep in touch." 

No one… there is… how could anyone in their right mind not want to be friends with her? 

I gently lift her head up with a knuckle under her chin. A slight blush dusts her cheeks, highlighting the sprinkle of freckles. When her head is tilted up so that she can look me in the eye, a slight shudder runs through her. 

This causes Leo to chuff and proceed to gloat.

 She is responsive to our touch. Maybe she is a werewolf, like us? 

Oh, hush, Leo. She is a loner and probably isn’t used to people touching her, but she hasn’t backed away.

My smile falters at the thought, "Maybe I shouldn’t be touching her, too. "

"Well, you do now, but I kinda need to know your name first if we are gonna be friends. Up to you, of course," I remark. Although my confidence in my actions has dropped drastically to the point I worry that I might have screwed things up. 

Quickly, I stuff my hands in my pockets, hoping she sees that as my being respectful and leaving the choice up to her. I look around the campus, trying to gather my next step… Hmm... no phone.

She clears her throat before saying, "I would like to be friends. I just don't know how long I am going to be here. I don't seem to last long in any one place. I'm not sure you want to waste your time." 

Now, she is giving me a chance to back out and leave. What she doesn’t know is how long I have wanted to introduce myself.

"Hold on." Taking my backpack out, I pull out a piece of paper and a pen. I jot down my cell number and address, then hand it to her: "Here. That's my cell number and address. If you live with the Moores, you are about two blocks from my house. You can call me or come by whenever. I will be your friend for as long as you breathe. If you want." 

Pulling out my phone, I noticed that Healer Bet wasn’t wrong. Sighing softly, I ask, "What's your next class? We pretty much missed our third-period class."

"Oh, the fourth period is open for me. I was going to hide out somewhere, but you should get to class. Bye,” she tells me, then runs off like her pants are on fire.

What did I do wrong? I didn’t even get her name. Her name, I internal panic as I call out, "Hey! Can I get your name, at least?"

"You can call me Ren."

The rest of the day is typical high school blah blah blahblablah.  That is until I am sitting in choir class, chatting up with some of the girlies who either know I am gay or wanna spill some tea. 

Blood.

We all smelled it. Looking at the choir room door, Ren is standing there with the first look of calm and peace I have seen on her face since she moved here. Her jeweled eyes are lit up with excitement.

We have a class together! Wait a minute, I yell, “It’s Ren! You sing too?” 

Hold on. Why is she looking like she has seen a ghost? Looking around me, I notice everyone staring at her like she is prey. Oh no, that won’t do.

“Hey, she is new to the school. Find your seats and give her some room. She is kind of shy and hasn’t had the best first day,” I say, shooing them away. Patting the chair next to me, I wave her over. 

“Goddess, please let this be a way for us to connect in whatever way you deem it so,” I mumble under my breath as she sits beside me. 

Damn, my popularity in this class. Practically everyone else that came in after Ren haaaaddd to say hi. I could feel the nervousness sitting around her like a cloud of doom. However, she was polite and greeted those who also spoke to her. 

As always, Mr. Bon started the class with necessary but tedious material, followed by the warm-ups. Oh My Goddess!

Ren has such a warm, deep tone in her voice. I couldn’t help but keep looking at her when she hit notes that could easily be within tenor range. It makes me feel like I can take on the world.

I notice her face taking a little bit of a brighter red and smile at her. Glancing at the other choir students nearby, I can see that I am not the only one enamored by the sound of her beautiful voice.  

Next up is the placement showcase. 

Shoot. 

Glancing at the clock, I calculate that we can only get through about half the class. Luckily for Ren, Mr. Bon always starts with the males in the class—something about allowing the ladies to settle in.

This year, along with the typical scales and such, Mr. Bon is having us do some sight reading of a piece by Carissima called ‘Vittoria, Vittoria mio core!’ It’s one of my favorites, and I have no problem singing the whole thing, 

1- it allows me to show off my talent, which I don’t mind if I do.

2- it eats up the rest of the time on the clock to ensure Ren doesn’t have to sing today with her cheek like that

As I am finishing my slightly embellished version of the song, I glance at Ren to see an actual smile on her face.

The class listened to Mr. Bon explain that I sang this at last year’s graduation, which is why I know it so well.

Then the bell rings, and the school day ends. When I turned around to ask Ren what she thought, I found an empty seat.

 “After that, I saw you confront Selena and got the link from Andrei to come with you to your dad’s office.” 

By this time, everyone seemed taken back a bit by how the day went. I don’t think any of them understood what really happened. I knew from the meeting that they had learned something from someone.

“Other than Erik, does anyone else have class with her?” questions Misha.

“I don’t, unless it was her or Erik that missed Coach Primer’s Economics and Government class,” answers Alek.

“I have Ms. Mullech for Econ and Gov,” I clarify. Gaining looks of pity from Mitch and Alek. “Yeah, tell me about it. She already wants us to write a 7 page paper on the basics of the US Government! The only good thing is the double spacing.”

Chuckling comes from Misha as he looks at me pointedly and says, “You do realize you have an Alpha Heir for a friend now right? I learned all that years ago. If you need help, any of you, we can meet up.”

Smiling shyly, I rub my arms: “Ah. yeah, that is gonna get some getting used to Misha. But, I will hold ya to it. Speaking of which, we should probably get to the study group portion of the afternoon before I have to head home.”

“Why? Gotta check in with your brother to see how Lovren is doing?” Mitch says teasingly.

Then, in a sing-songy voice, Alek says, “Someone is being a knight in shining armor.”

“Guys, it’s not li… okay well maybe it is,” sounding exasperated I rub my hands over my face. “I don’t know what it is but Leo and I really want to make sure she is okay and protect her. It’s like our only choice right now but we both know she isn’t our mate.”

“Huh. You might wanna talk to Beta Chris or even my dad about that. They might have an idea about what is happening. If not, maybe even Healer Bet could explain it more,” offers Misha.

“Healer Bet? Why would she know more?” I ask Misha. 

“You don’t know, do you?” He asks me back, then says, “Healer Bet came to my father ten years ago, but back then, she went by a different title: Seer Devana.”

Scooting on the floor to get closer to the edge of his bed: “So she wasn’t born in the pack?”

“No,” answered Misha. “She told my father that she came here because she was given a prophecy that told her something about needing to come and heal the invisible broken and restore the lost.”

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Hello! I just want preface what I’m about to ask with that I’m a huge fan of your writing. I eagerly await any update of American Mate because it’s currently my favorite series on this platform. I’m currently in my last year of university for my writing degree and one of the classes I’m taking this semester is about fan fiction! One of my assignments is that I need to find a fan fiction writer to interview. I was hoping to interview you for this assignment. I just have a series of questions that were provided for me by my professor to ask you. Absolutely no pressure at all for you to respond. Thank you so much for your time!! 💜💜

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