Hello, everyone! I'm so happy to welcome you to a new story! ^^ I've been working on this plot for a while now, and I really hope you enjoy Eden's story! For now, we'll only have one chapter per day, but I'll work on increasing it little by little. Also, I'd like to apologize to anyone who's been following "The Lycan King's Unforgivable Mistake." My father is still undergoing cancer research, and it's left me so exhausted that I've taken another long break from that story. I'll be back soon, but I promise that if I need to stop again, I'll let you know in advance. Well, that's it. We have a new story ahead of us! ^^ I hope to see you all soon! And thank you, Guille C, for leaving a star rating already! Your support means everything to me! ❤️❤️❤️
Hello, everyone.I'm here because I wanted to apologize for another delay yesterday and let you know that, unfortunately, my father is back in the hospital. His condition is more serious this time, and he had to be admitted to the ICU. Due to the regulations there, I can't be with him at the hospital like I have been in the past, but as you can imagine, my mind hasn't been in the right place these past few days.Therefore, I want to apologize for any grammatical errors, pacing issues, or any delays that may occur in the future.I will continue to do my best to keep the updates up throughout this month and not hinder the progress of the story, especially since I plan for it to reach its climax this month and be completed next month. However, I also wanted to be completely transparent with you and explain my situation.I hope that in the coming weeks I can bring you good news, but for now, you can rest assured that I will try to write whenever the situation allows.Thank you for continu
“Shit!” An angry growl cut through the air, but thankfully, it wasn’t loud enough for Theodore to hear.“Uh…” I bit my lip to keep from laughing as I looked over my shoulder “Are you sure you don’t need help, Mr. Mycroft?”Leaning over the countertop just behind me, Connor grunted softly, giving me a disgruntled look. The knife was still in his hands, and from what I could see, there were more pieces of his fingers on the cutting board than chocolate.“We can always use chocolate chips.” I shrugged, but apparently I couldn’t hide my laughter, because he just got even grumpier.“You wanted bigger chocolate pieces and now this is what you’re going to get.” He stared at the thick bar of pure chocolate as if it were his worst enemy “I just need a minute.”“I can always do that, if you want…”"I'm perfectly capable of cutting a damn piece of chocolate, thanks." Connor grumbled, but again, the force he used to break off another piece of chocolate was too much, and it ended up hitting the ti
“Theodore…” I tried to reach out to him again, my heart aching more than it should from the words of a child’s tantrum, but his hands threatened to push me away “Please…”“I hate you! I hate you…!” he thrashed, trying to slam his small fists into me and then into Connor’s chest.“Theodore!” Connor growled “That’s enough!”“No! No! I hate you…!”“I said enough!” Connor spoke again, not in a shout, but loud and firm enough that Theodore froze, startled “What do you think you’re doing, acting like this? You know very well why we left that birthday party! If Dr. Eden hadn’t taken care of you, we’d probably be in the hospital right now! Is that what you want? To play for a few minutes and then spend weeks in a hospital bed?”“No, but…” Theo cried, heartbroken “But, I…”"It's okay to be frustrated, son. But it's not okay to act like it. Why do you hate us, anyway? Because we're taking care of you? Well, I'm sorry, but that's exactly what we'll continue to do until you're healthy enough to a
I'm not usually the lazy type, but gosh, the moment I woke up, all I wanted to do was stay in bed. My body felt exhausted, and my head felt heavy, as if every thought weighed a ton. Sleep wasn't letting me remember what had happened to put me in that state, and honestly, I didn't care. At least not at that moment.Not when the bed was making me feel more comfortable than I'd felt in ages. I was snuggled between the soft sheets, enveloped in a warm, inviting warmth. Even the slightly hard pillow seemed to be inviting me to stay there forever. With a small moan of appreciation, I reached out, trying to pull it closer. But instead of a pillowcase or any other textured fabric, my fingers encountered something warm, almost too warm, and oddly shaped. It was firm as muscle and felt almost like skin against mine…The sensation of an arm tightening around my waist made my eyes snap open. And, as I'd feared, it wasn't a pillow pressed against my cheek. It was a human chest, partially revealed
“Uh… Excuse me?” Malik blinked, looking as confused as I was “Do you have a problem?”“Do I have a problem?” Connor growled as if grinding that question between his teeth, but his eyes were focused only on me, intense as if they were on fire “Do you think this is the kind of behavior I expect from my son’s doctor? To be busy flirting while he might be sick somewhere?!”“Feeling sick?” Elijah’s uncle repeated, and even without looking in the same direction as him, I knew Malik was staring at Theo and the other children playing nearby “What are you…?”“Do you have any truly relevant complaints to make, Mr. Mycroft?” I interrupted, crossing my arms over my chest, anger taking over me “Or is preventing me
“Are you sure you want to stay here?” Kayla asked me as soon as Theo had disappeared with Elijah and the other children into the play area “Since they’re busy playing, they’ll probably only remember we exist when they’re hungry.”"I know." I chuckled, my heart feeling much lighter as I watched Theo swimming among the plastic balls, still seemingly getting used to the rhythm of his new friends "But I really want to keep an eye on him. His treatment is going well, but I need to be on the lookout in case he needs help or has an episode of exhaustion. Besides being your guest, I'm also here as his doctor, anyway.""You truly have an admirable love for your work, Eden. I don't know if I could handle a client as demanding as Mr. Mycroft seems to be." she grumbled, as if the mere thought had exhausted her "I went to Jayden's o