ALPHA DORIAN

DORIAN GRIMALDI From the second I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was mine. The crimson red dress clung generously around her delicious curves, complimenting the fiery red of her hair cascading in loose curls down her back. That breathtaking smile lighting up her gorgeous face was really what had my pensive eyes glued to her form all night long. Beyond words of comprehension, she looked heavenly - like an angel crafted specifically to lure a bastard like me. Not only did I need to know who she was, I needed to make her mine.My wolf stirred in excitement.Lifting my glass of wine up, I nursed the drink lazily from my spot leaned over the railings of the indoor balcony. It gave me a perfect view of the lavish banquet going on below. The buzz of humans down there danced, cheered and drank merrily in their expensive suits and dresses, all perfectly oblivious to the truth of this dinner being hosted by my family - the Grimaldis. To them, the Grimaldis were the wealthiest and by far,

DORIAN GRIMALDI. Series of murmurs accompanied me as I walked up the stairs to my chambers. My thoughts were haywire as my mind registered what had happened some minutes back. Eden Monroe was definitely hiding something. I closed my room door immediately and stepped foot inside. My chamber was beautiful, with bare stone walls, coffered ceiling, polished oak floor and a colossal fireplace which was decorated in a true archaic style with a canopied king sized bed, hand carved period furniture and authentic tapestries on the walls. I walked towards my nightstand and picked up a bottle of tequila. I downed it all at once, savoring the dainty taste. A certain lady couldn't leave my mind. Eden; she was beautiful, and the moment she placed her long slender fingers on my hardened chest, I felt threatened by her presence— my instincts were triggered and I had to do what I did. Which was to leave. I dropped the bottle of tequila on the nightstand, slamming my knuckles into the walls as a

EDEN MONROE. “It's so dark in here, why are we here?” I asked myself before looking at Dorian who stood protectively beside me. It was almost pitch black in what seemed to be a cave to me.I heard him chuckle slowly before keeping quiet, everywhere was eerily silent. There were voices at the far end of the cave, a faint orange glow accompanying it. It sounded like a ritual, a worship?"Meeting, maybe." I said to myself, and I looked to my side hoping to see Dorian beside me but he was no longer there.I searched everywhere in the darkness for him but it was to no avail. Walking as silently as possible, I made my way towards the light, listening closely to the voices for any information I could get when all of a sudden, they stopped, the voices were no longer heard. A low hum began, echoing off the walls and roof of the cave, followed by footsteps, a pair at first, then two, then more and more until a host of footsteps was heading in her direction.“Run!” I was already moving before

EDEN MONROE. While strolling down the hallways with my friends, we discussed an upcoming club event that Carla had invited us to, and I was looking forward to a fun night out. The only challenge was sneaking out without my Charles knowing. They wouldn't approve of me going to a club. I realized I would need my sister's assistance to make it happen.Ben asked us as we walked slowly, "How would we meet tonight?"I was at a loss for ideas, so I remained silent and pondered upon his question. Carla chimed in, "Why don't we meet at your place, Eden?"I shook my head in response, "No way, my parents would never allow it."Ben and Carla both exhaled in frustration. But suddenly, a lightbulb went off in my head, and I let out a squeal of excitement. It wasn't going to be easy, but I was determined to have some fun."Wait, I have an idea!" I exclaimed. "Ben, you just got a jeep, right? So, how about we rendezvous two streets away from my house? You and Carla could wait for me there."My frien

Eden Monroe. As I regained consciousness, I heard what sounded like howls. “Howls!? Those were definitely howls” I thought to myself, as I stirred on the ground. Struggling to open my eyes, I found myself surrounded by darkness, but eventually I could make out the gray hues of dusk filtering through the trees above me. Although the forest was unfamiliar to me, it seemed strangely familiar at the same time, unsettling me. Lost in thought, I didn't notice anything until I heard a twig snap. “Who is there?”I asked, swiveling my head to come face to face with pointed, bloody canines. “I knew you were here, I smelled you from faraway, Moja Ijubavi” the creature, whatever it was, spoke to me, it’s voice like an Angel’s slur. “What are you?!”I screamed, my fear evident in my eyes, my voice, as I started to slowly back away from the thing. “Me?” it asked, its voice still a delightful slur, “that’s not important” it said before dashing at me and swinging an arm towards my head with inh