LOGINA realistic reflection on love, well, from my own side. She might not want him; she might mean every word, but sometimes, we can't really help but find ourselves weakening when it comes to our first love, can we? So, what did you think of this chapter? And I do believe that we need a lot of Caspian groveling, don't we?
Caspian:One Year LaterThe breeze was warmer today.Softer.Gentler in a way I hadn’t felt in years.More peaceful and more contenting, More calm and even happier.I stood at the edge of the gardens, the same gardens where so much had been taken from us, and so much had been given back, watching Ad
Valerie:The sun was rising over the horizon, golden streaks splitting the sky wide open, like a promise finally fulfilled.I stood at the highest point of the estate grounds, the wind tugging at my hair, the scent of fresh earth and morning dew wrapping around me like a cloak.It was over.Giovanni
“Impressive,” Giovanni called, his voice carrying easily across the clearing. His smile was cold, razor sharp. “I knew there was more to you, Valerie. I knew it from the second I laid eyes on you. I did say that I had more respect to you than I had for others, but it seems to me that I did not expec
Valerie:The boy's cries ripped through me like claws.My heart raced with each passing moment and I did my best not to harm that child. I did my best not to dirty my hands with his blood, to save him out of this, to get him out of this before the man played the game that I was not willing to handle
Caspian:The air was too still.It was the kind of stillness that came after the fight, when the blood had dried and the bodies were cleared, but before the real danger revealed itself.I didn’t like it. Not one damn bit.Because I knew that stillness was one that only told me that more danger was
Valerie:The earth still smelled of blood.I smelled of blood. People's blood the blood of our enemies the people who had dared invade our territory.The ground beneath our feet was turned upside down. We were going to need to fix that later, but I knew that the vines that worked their way from the
Caspian:I paced around my office as I tried to think straight, reading pages of ancient lore and prophecies that made little to no sense to me.Adrian was not just special, he was something beyond our world and I needed to know what that meant. I needed to understand the danger that it could impose
He dropped his head, his fingers brushing over the back of the armchair. “There’s a lot happening back at the pack. Rumors. Tension. Mother thinks it might be better if you... returned.”“To what? The same place where I was cast out? The same home that turned its back on me when I needed it most?” I
Valerie:I paced the length of the villa’s living room, my nerves frayed and my patience worn thin. The past week had been a delicate dance of avoidance and guarded conversations, a constant balancing act to keep Adrian safe while maintaining a semblance of peace within the pack.But deep down I kne
His silhouette filled the doorway, his presence a stark contrast to the quiet of my home. His expression was guarded, the remnants of our earlier conversation still etched in the lines of his face.“Is he asleep?” he asked, his voice low.I nodded, stepping aside to let him in. “Yes. He went down ea







