Strings of Fate

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olt awake as the bedroom door swings open.

I jolt

“Sorry, lost track of the time on the phone, 1-” she stops herself.

“Well, I guess you didn’t even notice. I thought you looked a little tired. I guess a twenty minute nap isn’t a bad thing.” She collapses onto the large bed beside me and snuggles in next to me. She smiles contentedly. Are all Shifters this cuddly? Or maybe it’s just a Kane thing.

“Was Bellamy here?” she questions.

“I think I can smell him.” I shrug.

“I ran into him in the hall. He was half–asleep. I think I must have woken him when I came up the stairs.” I keep my tone casual. Megan nods accepting my explanation. Wow, it is surprisingly easy to hide things from people when they aren’t actually expecting you to lie. Not that I did lie technically, I just didn’t go into a lot of detail. Okay, now I feel guilty.

“Hey, Ry?” Megan sounds a little nervous. I smile at her use of a nickname for me.

“Yeah?”

“I know we haven’t known each other long, but I was wondering if you would be my bridesmaid? I’m only planning to have one.” I am in complete shock. That was so completely unexpected.

“I, I’d love to. But don’t you have someone else you should ask before me? Someone you’ve known longer or something?” I hate myself for asking that. What if she changes her mind. I desperately want to be her bridesmaid. Megan sighs.

“No, I know it hasn’t been long but you’re already my best friend Ry. The Shifters here all treat me differently. They always have, it used to be because of my parents, now because of Bellamy. They’re kind to me, and they like me and I do consider them friends. But they never relax around me. Not like you do.” Megan blushes and falls silent. Megan is so friendly and

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occurred

up so differently, we

common.” I comment.

add. Megan squeals and throws her arms around me so tight that I can barely breathe. I can’t stop laughing which also

manage to get out. Megan releases me and sits up. I do the same. She looks

to be her bridesmaid and now we’re getting ready for her engagement party together. Still, there’s a bit of a damper on

to make me look put together. Megan has styled my hair in beautiful curls and then pinned one side away from my face. She then added some kind of glitter to my hair which stands out against my dark hair and against the blue makes it seem like the sparkles are little stars. I’m wearing more makeup than I ever have in my life but surprisingly I love it. I’m starting to think it’s not make–up I dislike but poorly done make–up AKA make–up done by myself. Dark black makeup with a subtle sparkle in it around my eyes makes them stand

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can’t bring myself to care. If I look like a princess. then Megan looks like a queen or some kind of goddess or something. The deep red of her dress matches the lipstick she skilfully

hers is gold to match her accessories. Her

seen anyone look as beautiful as she does right now. She moves around the room grabbing her things and putting together a little clutch with all the items she deems essential for her evening. Lipstick, phone, concealer in case touch ups are needed. Bandages for her heels in case her shoes hurt her feet, and so on. We have music playing, but quietly since Bellamy was sleeping earlier, although he should be up by now. A knock at the door makes me jump, but I know it’s Bellamy before he

Megs you said you wanted to leave early.” He reminds her. She

“Almost ready. 1

calls back. He sighs from behind

COURSE you will.” He grumbles. I

might be more like ten minutes.”

hair.

my

like ten minutes.”

possibly take this long?”

hurry her along.” Darrien declares and gives me a sly look as he heads out

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I should be. Bellamy sighs again and closes the laptop with a little more force than is strictly required. He stands up and

I blush and stare