Chapter 1: The beginning

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In the heart of Rose Meadows, where the moon cast a silvery glow upon the fields of roses, darkness fell like a thick blanket, cloaking the land in midnight shadows. Among these shadows prowled the Alpha Gang, a formidable group of leaders, led by the enigmatic Vanson. His orders echoed through the night, as he commanded his son, AJ, to seek out women for the Joining, a tradition that bound mates to the alpha leaders.

AJ, a young man of eighteen, set out into the darkness, his heart pounding with anticipation and nervousness. His father's expectations weighed heavily upon him as he ventured forth into the night. His mission was clear: find women who would love and respect the alpha.

As dawn broke, AJ found himself in the vicinity of Rose Meadows High School. Among the bustling students, he caught sight of a girl who captured his attention like no other. Her name was Milly Brooks, a vision of beauty with a guitar case in hand, a member of the music club.

Heart pounding, AJ approached her, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and excitement. "Hey, uh, hi there," he stammered, trying to muster up his courage.

Milly glanced up, her eyes meeting his, curiosity flickering in her gaze. "Oh, hi," she replied, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Can I help you?"

AJ's mind raced as he tried to find the right words. "I, um, I couldn't help but notice you," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "I was wondering if we could talk?"

Milly raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the sudden attention. "Sure, I guess," she said, gesturing for him to walk with her.

As they strolled through the school grounds, AJ found himself drawn to Milly's easy charm and infectious laughter. He couldn't shake the feeling that she was the one he had been searching for.

After school, AJ mustered his courage and embarked on a mission to win Milly's affections. He purchased a single red rose from a nearby flower shop, his heart pounding with nervous anticipation. With the rose in hand, he made his way to Milly's house, determined to make a lasting impression.

However, fate seemed to have other plans as Milly failed to answer the door. Disheartened, AJ left the rose behind and began to retreat into the night.

Unbeknownst to him, Milly had been watching from a distance, curiosity piqued by the mysterious gesture. She hurried to the door, but AJ was already gone, leaving behind only the rose as a token of his affection.

Driven by curiosity, Milly followed the trail left by the rose, her heart racing with anticipation. Finally, she spotted AJ sitting alone on the concrete, his expression one of dejection.

"Hey," she called out softly, approaching him with hesitant steps. "Are you okay?"

AJ looked up, surprised to see Milly standing before him. "Oh, hi," he said, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "I, uh, I didn't expect to see you here."

Milly smiled, extending her hand towards him. "Well, I couldn't just let you sit here alone," she replied. "I'm Milly, by the way."

AJ took her hand, a rush of warmth flooding through him at her touch. "I'm AJ," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "And I... I hope you'll forgive my impulsive gesture earlier."

Milly's smile widened, a spark of mischief dancing in her eyes. "Forgiven," she said, her tone playful. "So, what's with the rose?"

AJ's cheeks flushed crimson as he struggled to find the right words. "I, uh, I wanted to... to show you how much you mean to me," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Milly's heart skipped a beat at his confession, a blush creeping across her cheeks. "Well, you certainly know how to make a girl feel special," she replied, her voice filled with warmth.

Their conversation flowed easily, the awkwardness of their initial encounter melting away with each passing moment. As the night wore on, they found themselves lost in each other's company, sharing stories and laughter beneath the stars.

And as the first light of dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, AJ and Milly shared a tender kiss, sealing their bond beneath the watchful gaze of the rising sun.

TBC...

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