تسجيل الدخولThird Person POV The shouting refused to die down. Photographers called Samantha’s name from every direction, pleading for one more picture, one more smile, terrified that if they looked away for even a second, they would miss the biggest story of the year. She could no longer hold back the smile spreading across her face. It was bright, genuine, and completely free, carrying none of the fear that had once followed her everywhere she went. She looked toward the sea of cameras and spoke in a clear, steady voice. “We will get married tomorrow.” The entire red carpet erupted. “What?!” “Tomorrow?!” “You’re serious?!” “Samantha, is this really happening?!” Flashes exploded like lightning across the venue. Reporters surged forward, microphones stretched toward the couple as questions poured out from every direction. The excitement became so intense that security had to step in to keep the crowd from rushing the stage. Samantha simply smiled, looking happier than ever. It felt as
Third Person POV The shouting refused to die down. Photographers called Samantha’s name from every direction, pleading for one more picture, one more smile, terrified that if they looked away for even a second, they would miss the biggest story of the year. She could no longer hold back the smile spreading across her face. It was bright, genuine, and completely free, carrying none of the fear that had once followed her everywhere she went. She looked toward the sea of cameras and spoke in a clear, steady voice. “We will get married tomorrow.” The entire red carpet erupted. “What?!” “Tomorrow?!” “You’re serious?!” “Samantha, is this really happening?!” Flashes exploded like lightning across the venue. Reporters surged forward, microphones stretched toward the couple as questions poured out from every direction. The excitement became so intense that security had to step in to keep the crowd from rushing the stage. Samantha simply smiled, looking happier than ever. It felt as
Samantha A soft laugh escaped Zephyr at my question. He rolled onto his side and pulled me closer until I was tucked comfortably against him, my head resting near his shoulder. His arms settled around me, warm and familiar.For a few moments, he didn’t say anything.I studied his face, and it didn’t take long to notice the look in his eyes.Guilt.Not sadness exactly, but guilt.“The cruise trip was supposed to be something fun, but…”“But what?” I interrupted immediately, frowning. Irritation slipped into my voice before I could stop it. “What do you mean, but?”I held his gaze, refusing to let him take responsibility for something that had never been his fault.“The cruise trip was fun,” I said firmly. “You made it fun. You made me happy.”My expression softened, but I meant every word.“The only reason everything went wrong was because of those jerks.”And it was true.For the first time in years, I no longer had to live in fear of Rowan suddenly appearing and destroying everythin
Samantha The trip back to Northbridge Port felt surreal after everything that had happened. I stood beside Zephyr as Elder Derick personally supervised Raymond and the remaining Blood Creek wolves being taken into custody. By the time we arrived, the docks were packed with Nocturnal Order hunters. Everywhere I looked, people were moving with purpose, securing prisoners and organizing the aftermath of the disaster.Raymond’s crimes stretched far beyond pack law. He had violated both supernatural and human laws, and Elder Derick made it clear that his punishment would not be decided lightly. He planned to work directly with government authorities to make sure every crime was investigated before a final sentence was handed down.“Don’t worry,” Elder Derick told Zephyr and me. His voice carried the calm confidence of someone who intended to see justice done. “Once this is over, he will never walk free again. In fact, the punishment waiting for him may outlast the natural lifespan of a we
Samantha Regret lingered beneath Zephyr’s words.At this point, most of the ship was underwater. Searching every room was impossible. I knew that and it hurt deeply, but there was nothing we could do.Taking a deep breath, I followed Mona through the shattered window.As Zephyr prepared to climb out after us, his attention landed on something floating nearby.Rowan’s severed wolf head drifted through the rising water.For a moment, he simply stared at it.Then he picked it up and carried it with him.I decided not to comment.Outside, the situation was even worse than I’d imagined.The ship leaned at a terrifying angle.Massive waves crashed against the hull, threatening to tear us away from our footing with every impact.The three of us clung tightly to the broken window frame.“Hold on,” Zephyr called over the roar of the sea.“When I say jump… jump.”I swallowed hard.The metal beneath my fingers felt slippery and freezing.Beside me, Mona gave a silent nod.Fear was written all o
Samantha Samantha barely heard the chaos around her anymore.The moment I stumbled, Zephyr caught me.“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’ve got you.”His voice was low and steady, wrapping around me almost as securely as his arms. The transformation had drained every bit of strength from my body. My muscles ached, my legs trembled, and exhaustion settled deep into my bones. If Zephyr hadn’t caught me when he did, I knew I would have collapsed right there.The freezing wind cut across my skin, making me shiver. My clothes had been destroyed during the shift, leaving me exposed to the cold seawater and harsh ocean air. Thankfully, Mona had managed to find a pair of discarded coats nearby. They were soaked and uncomfortable, but they offered enough coverage that I could stop worrying about it.The second Zephyr pulled me against his chest, I stopped fighting the exhaustion.“You’re alright,” he whispered again.I buried my face against him and closed my eyes.Everything felt unreal.“Zephyr…” My
Samantha’s POV“Samantha! You got a package from Mr. Lloyd!”The moment I heard Zephyr’s name, I turned around automatically.For some reason, my heart skipped.All day, a small part of me had been secretly hoping that if Zephyr had prepared something special, he would bring it himself. I could alm
Samantha’s POV“Cut!”Director Matthew White’s voice echoed across the set.For a moment, everything seemed to stop.Then I saw the smile spread across his face.The entire studio erupted.Cheers broke out from every direction. Crew members applauded, actors hugged each other, and several people ac
Samantha’s POV“Auntie Samantha! You’re back!”Ashley’s excited squeal rang through the manor before I had even stepped properly inside.A second later, she came flying toward me at full speed.I barely had time to open my arms before she crashed into me. The force of it almost knocked me backward,
Samantha “Anyway,” I said, clearing my throat, “we’ll contact you before we visit again, Miss Franca.”Then I added apologetically, “Next week might be difficult. My schedule is about to get pretty busy.”Filming for Shattered Bonds was finally approaching the finish line. That meant longer shooti







