After a night of passion and a broken heart, Sophia thought marrying Bright was the best way out: a marriage without love, commitments, or ties. But lies come at a price, and Sophia and Bright must pay it. When danger lurks and the past resurfaces, Sophia and Bright, will have to face their true feelings. Will danger bring them together, or will it destroy them first?
View MoreSophiaIt hadn’t been long since he walked through the door of the house with permission from the werewolves. Bright wasn’t home, so I had to seize the opportunity. I didn’t want to talk about this with Bright anywhere near.I didn’t know how to begin. The words were stuck in my throat because I knew he wouldn’t want to hear what I had to say. I knew how he would react, but I hoped for the opposite. I was afraid, but I gathered my courage.I was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, holding the phone in my hands while Dante sat in the dining room, waiting for me. I had asked him to come over because I didn’t want to hide anything from him. If we were going to have an honest relationship, now was the time to prove it. We both had things to resolve. Neither of us had an ideal situation.I took a deep breath and entered the dining room where Dante was waiting with a cup of coffee in his hands.Dante looked up from his cup when I sat down across from him. His expression was serious, that
SophiaThe storm broke out in the middle of the night. The news reports had announced that a strong storm was coming, but I didn’t think it would be that bad. However, the sky kept lighting up.A thunderclap echoed everywhere. I felt the sound inside my body, vibrating. I felt it in my chest as if the sound had settled there. I sat up in bed and, as if the sky confirmed my suspicions, a lightning bolt lit up the entire room. Then, darkness. Total darkness. The power had gone out. Ever since Bright stopped sleeping in our bed, I haven’t been able to sleep with the lights off. Especially not after those guys almost kidnapped me. I didn’t feel safe being alone in the dark, so I decided I had to leave my room.The bedroom was upstairs, but I didn’t want to stay alone and unprotected. I didn’t know what could happen out there. The werewolves guarding the house had to be more alert than ever because the sound of the rain and the storm wouldn’t let them hear anything around them.For a few s
SophiaJames's presence was constantly in my house, just like my parents’ presence after everything that had happened. But this was the first time in days that no one was with me, except for the werewolves from the pack who watched over me outside the house. They all continued to take turns guarding, armed for better defense. They surrounded the entire house to prevent any tragedy. That made me feel safe.Bright had to meet with James and another pack to talk, and I couldn’t leave the house. They hardly allowed me to. It was also my own choice, but Bright and James were specific when they told me they didn’t want me going out.The back garden door opened, and the sound of footsteps brought me back to the present. It was Dante. His expression was serious —more than usual— and his eyes, though soft at first, hardened the moment he stepped inside.They let him in because he had my permission, but I knew everyone was talking about it. Not everyone knew that Bright and I were going to sepa
BrightThere was light when I opened my eyes. I looked toward the window, finding the sun shining directly on my face. I squinted, realizing the person beside me. It hadn’t happened in a long time.Even though I had slept in the same bed with Sophia after her nightmare, I had woken up before her, with a heavy heart and a body stiff from not wanting to move for hours, afraid of waking her. But I was glad I had managed to be by her side again.She woke up shortly after, and although she didn’t say anything, I saw the same discomfort in her eyes that I felt. She gently moved away from my arms and murmured a “thank you” before heading to the bathroom. The way she avoided my gaze made it clear that what had happened during the night had just been an automatic reaction to fear. Nothing more. It didn’t have to mean anything else to me, and that broke me inside, little by little.The house was silent, except for the ticking of the clock and the echo of my own thoughts. Then, the front door op
BrightSince the attack, I hadn’t been able to stop looking over my shoulder every time I went out with Sophia. The fear was eating me alive. The memory of those two hunters appearing out of nowhere, the way they tried to drag her away from me... I could still feel it in my gut. And even though I managed to defend her and healed quickly, there was something that hadn’t healed: the fear of losing her.When they confronted me and finally gave up and left, I knew I wouldn’t let them hurt her. When I heard her scream in the middle of the attack, I felt like my world was falling apart. I wasn’t afraid for my life. I was afraid for hers. My life took second place to hers.Sophia was on the couch, a blanket over her legs, flipping through a book without really paying attention to the pages. Dante was sitting next to her, way too close for my liking. I was watching everything from the doorway, pretending to look for something on my phone, but my ears were sharp and alert.When he found out to
SophiaThe night was freezing, and a storm was approaching. Thunder and flashes of lightning lit up the sky from time to time. The wind whipped my face as I walked alongside Bright down the deserted street.We came to work by taxi today. Bright had things to do, and I had agreed to have tea with my mother, who was still angry with me. I tried to fix things with her, but I ended up listening to the sermon of the year. Bright's car was still in the shop, and although I had complained at first about having to walk back from the company, now I was a little glad. Being with him in silence, without interruptions, gave me a certain peace… or at least that’s what I thought.Our relationship was still awkward, but at least he offered to bring me to my mother’s office in the morning. I was planning to take a taxi, but he offered his help and I accepted. However, the ride to the office was uncomfortable.We couldn’t find a taxi to take us home, so we decided to walk. I don’t think it was such a
BrightI needed to leave. Looking for an easy way out was the best thing for me. The city was overwhelming, and so were the family and Sophia.I didn’t know exactly where I was going, but anywhere far from here was enough. The conversation with Sophia’s parents had left me breathless, as if suddenly the entire world was resting on my shoulders, pressuring me to decide something that was already broken. Seeing the photo of Sophia kissing Dante felt like a stab to the heart. I couldn’t take it.Seeing her kiss someone else was enough to make me want to leave.The divorce. The word kept echoing in my head like a cursed whisper. A term that had become so common in our arguments it didn’t even sound real anymore. She loved repeating it. I kept my distance and hoped Sophia would change her mind before telling her parents the truth, but the family talk ruined everything. She opened her mouth and gave them the news.I didn’t want this to be real. But it was. And the worst part was that her pa
SophiaThe third unanswered message sent a chill down my spine. Bright was never the type to ignore calls, especially not mine. I didn’t want to be the one to call him after everything we had been through, not after those last conversations —uncomfortable, yes— but necessary. I wanted him to be the first to reach out to me, but he had simply vanished.I looked at my phone for the tenth time in the last five minutes. The message icon was still there, without the double-check marks. No sign that he was okay. No sign that he was alive.Where the hell was Bright? His clothes were still in the house, and he hadn’t taken anything with him. That alone set off every alarm in me.He still lived here. Even his car was parked outside the house. Where had he gone?“Have you heard from Bright?” I asked my mother as I walked into the kitchen, where she was making coffee with trembling hands. I knew she had spoken to my brother James.She shook her head. Her expression was filled with worry. We were
SophiaI don’t know why the silence between Bright and me kept getting worse. We were supposed to get divorced to stop fighting, but the fight continued in the intense silence that separated us like a wall of iron.Since the night before, after the disaster with my parents, every step I took felt like walking on glass. Bright wouldn’t talk to me or even look at me, and I didn’t have the strength to try to break the ice. I felt exposed, judged, guilty... and for the first time in a long while, confused too. I had things to reproach him for, but I no longer dared to bring them up.The doorbell rang at ten in the morning.I wasn’t expecting anyone, so my stomach tightened with an uncomfortable suspicion. I opened the door, and there they were: my parents… and Bright’s. My heart sank. That couldn’t mean anything good.“Can we come in?” my mother asked, in that calm voice that always hid a story behind it.Bright appeared behind me, probably drawn by the voices. He froze when he saw his mo
SophiaThis isn't my wedding, and yet, I have to look happier than the bride herself.The members and family of the Moonlight pack were celebrating James wedding, the Alpha and my brother. He had found his mate. The scent of expensive wine floated in the air, tempting me to drown my sorrows. Everyone was chatting cheerfully. Some people clapped for my brother and his wife as they danced on the luxurious dance floor.With a glass of champagne in hand I walked through the crowd, wearing a smile that seemed just right."Hey, Sophie!" my aunt called out from a distance. She wore a gorgeous dress, her face flushed with joy. "What a wonderful moment, right?! Look at them! They make such a great couple, and they're so young!"I quickly approached her and clinked my glass against hers. The crisp sound rang pleasantly in the lively atmosphere. "Auntie, you look just the same as always." I tilted my head back and drank the champagne in one go.The bubbles burst happily on my tongue, leaving a b...
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