ログインEva’s POVSilence followed Miles’ words.Not the uneasy kind from before and also not the suspicious kind.This silence was different. It was the sound of something shifting.Something ending and at the same time something beginning.The elder who had tried to destroy me stood rigid in the center of the council chamber, his authority already slipping through his fingers as murmurs spread through the room again—this time not against me.Against him.“You altered council records,” Nate said calmly. “Forged authorization documents. Accessed restricted archives. Manipulated leadership proceedings.”The head elder’s voice followed immediately after.“You acted without council approval.”Another elder stood.“You compromised pack trust.”And then another.“You weaponized internal authority.”One by one, they spoke—not as whispers anymore, but as judgment.The elder’s shoulders stiffened as the weight of the room turned against him.Miles didn’t raise his voice.He didn’t need to.“You don’t
Eva’s POVThe moment the door slammed behind me, the silence in the hallway was eerie. I stopped running.My chest still rose and fell like I had escaped something dangerous but the truth was, I hadn’t been running from Miles.I had been running for myself.Slowly, I wiped the last trace of tears from my cheeks and leaned against the cold wall behind me. The trembling in my fingers faded first. Then the tight knot in my chest loosened.The performance was over.Miles believed I was hurt.Miles believed I was angry.Miles believed I was breaking.Good.That meant he hadn’t seen what I was really doing.For months, everyone had underestimated me. The pack. The family. Nate. Miles.Especially Miles.They all thought I reacted.They never imagined I planned.I straightened and pushed myself off the wall, my steps slower now, steadier. Controlled. I walked down the corridor like someone who knew exactly where she was going.Because I did.The secluded sitting room at the far end of the ea
… Eva's pov… I stared at Miles's furious eyes, my heart raced, and my mind scrambled to find the right words to say. He was convinced I had released those pictures, but the truth was, I had nothing to do with it. I knew who did it, but revealing the culprit meant exposing a dark secret that could shatter the fragile trust between Miles and me. For now, I had to protect myself from Miles, the real mastermind behind the deceit.My face contorted into a scowl as Miles accused me of lying. “You can't lie to me, Eva,” he said with a tone that mixed hurt and frustration. His grip on my hands tightened, but I had to remain strong. I couldn't let Miles fall victim to Miles' cunning games.“It was nothing,” I replied, trying to feign innocence as I shrugged my shoulders.Mile's doubt and anger were evident, but I was unable to bring myself to confess the truth. The fear of Miles' wrath kept my lips sealed. As I hurriedly walked away, my heart pounded in my chest, and my mind raced with fear an
…Eva's pov… I dropped onto the couch, my heart was pounding, my lips shivering with anticipation and anxiety. Thoughts raced through my mind as I looked at the closed door, wondering what secrets it held. My eyes then caught a glimpse of the phone lying on the couch beside me, a tempting source of answers.I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the phone, unsure if I wanted to know what lay hidden within its digital confines. But curiosity got the better of me, and I finally stretched my hand out to pick it up. With a deep breath, I unlocked the device and opened his social media profile, hoping to find some clues.As I scrolled through, I was relieved to see that no pictures had been released. However, I squinted my eyes, trying to discern any cryptic messages or hidden hints. Frowning, I moved on to his emails, searching for anything that might shed light on the mysterious deal.My heart raced as I delved deeper into his digital life, but there was still no sign of any com
… Eva's pov…I can't believe Miles right now. He's always been the one to trust, the one who understands me, but today feels different. I take a step back, one foot after the other, as I try to distance myself from the conversation. His frown deepens, and I can see the bewilderment in his eyes."What makes you think so?" he asks, his eyebrows slanting in concern. But I can't handle it right now. I don't want to listen to any of it. Not at all."I don't want to hear none of it," I say firmly, raising my voice to make my point clear. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, my emotions getting the better of me. I wave my hands in frustration, trying to keep myself from breaking down."Eva," Miles starts to say, but I can't let him continue. I cut him off sharply, repeating myself, "At all! I don't want to hear none of it."My cheeks feel hot, and I know they must be flushed red. I hate feeling this way—angry, hurt, and confused all at once. Why can't things just be simple? Why does eve
… Eva's pov…I looked up, my eyes meeting Miles as he descended the stairs. My gaze was icy, concealing the turmoil of emotions beneath a Stoic exterior. It was hard to discern what I was truly thinking or feeling as I watched him approach, seemingly unfazed by my cold stare. Did he even realize the intensity of my scrutiny?As he reached the bottom of the stairs, I couldn't tear my eyes away. They narrowed slightly, betraying the lingering fixation on him. There was an undeniable tension between us, a history of unresolved conflicts and complicated emotions that lingered in the air.Our interactions were never warm or open. Silence hung heavy between us, speaking louder than any words we could exchange. The unspoken emotions were palpable, leaving anyone observing us curious about the nature of our relationship and the events that had led to this moment.I wondered if the coldness in my eyes would ever thaw, if we'd ever find a way to bridge the gap that had grown between us. Or perh
…Eva's pov… I settled into the cozy couch, a sense of gratitude washed over me for the sanctuary Trish had provided. I took a moment to appreciate the surroundings, allowing my gaze to wander around the living room. The house exuded a warm and inviting atmosphere, filled with personal touches and me
… Eva's pov…Trish's eyes raised, her gaze meeting mine with a mixture of concern and conviction. She shook her head in response to my revelation, her voice firm and resolute. “No, Eva. He has no idea about what you've been through or that you're a werewolf,” she said definitively. “In fact, he doesn
…Eva's pov… I stepped into Trish's house, my eyes quickly scanned the room, taking in the warm and familiar surroundings. Trish gestured towards the comfortable couch, inviting me to make myself at home. I gratefully sank into the soft cushions, feeling a mix of exhaustion and relief wash over me. I
… Eva's pov… I circled the towering building, memories of Trish's house flooded my mind. Trish had been a part of our close-knit group of friends, along with Miles and others. With each step, I took in the changes that had occurred in the surrounding area, noticing how a few buildings had been trans







