LOGINMichelle woke up with a throbbing head and hot flushes. Her thin nightdress was drenched in sweat. The same went for her bed and blankets. When she checked her air conditioner, it was already on the lowest setting.“What's happening to me?” she asked. Her mind racked her memory. The last thing she remembered was being bitten by a wolf.Not just any ordinary wolf, but a werewolf at that. She lay back on her bed and watched the reflection of sunlight move in the ceiling.A knock on her door drew her attention to it.“Who's there?” Ellie asked timidly, not wanting to attract any attention to herself.“Ms. Ellie, thank goddess you're awake. Lunch is ready downstairs,” Ray informed her.“I'll be there in a couple of minutes. Thank you, Ray,” she informed him. She groaned as she moved her body. She clasped the handle of her bed, and the wood broke into splinters.“What the —” Michelle was stunned. She only applied gentle pressure, nothing to warrant its destruction.She walked towards her c
The full moon shone brightly above them. Leo carried her with utmost care. The recent threat from Princess Kira had cemented his resolve. A successful wolf shift for Michelle would secure his rise to power, and he wouldn't let anything stand in his way. "Hang in there, Ellie," he murmured, his voice flat as he ran through the flowers blooming towards the center of the clearing. He laid her gently on her back and placed her head on a makeshift pillow from the makeshift medical kit he carried. "Dahlia, where are you?" He scanned the surroundings. The gushing sound of water from the falls did nothing to calm his nerves. The moon was about to reach its peak. They were running out of time. "Alpha." Dahlia appeared from the largest tree, her silhouette moving with the breeze. He had never seen her in such a state. The way she moved was fluid, almost ethereal. Her eyes glowed white. In the vast valley, the sun yields to the rising moon, a single flower blooms at its brightest in the
Two weeks had passed. It was meant to be their wedding day, a time filled with joy and love, but fate had rewritten their story. Leo sat by Ellie's bedside, his heart heavy with worry. She remained in a deep coma, and each day felt like an eternity without her. He brought her fresh flowers, hoping their vibrant colors might somehow reach her in the darkness. With a voice full of longing, he shared stories about his day, as if each word could break through the silence surrounding her. “Ellie, please come back to us. I vowed to keep you safe, yet here we are, and I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve let you down. Please, give me another chance,” he whispered, holding her hands gently, feeling her warmth against his skin. In quiet moments, he sensed the stirring of her wolf inside her, a flicker of life that brought him solace, even as her eyes remained closed to the world. He pressed a soft kiss to her hand, wishing that this small gesture could forge a bridge to her spirit. The pa
Leo took her hand while carrying Mary with the other. “Where's your brother?” Ellie asked. “There!” Mary pointed her finger to the forest. Suddenly, Ellie had a bad feeling as the growls came from that direction. “Stay with Dahlia and take Mary with you.” Leo instructed them. He took off immediately towards the forest. The siren kept blaring, forcing everyone to drop whatever they did and hide. “Ellie, let's go. Alpha can take care of himself.” Dahlia grabbed her arm. It forced her to focus on jogging while holding Mary in her arms. She couldn't believe what was happening yet, a part of her knew what they meant. “Will Leo be,” she suppressed the doubts she had and prayed that he would be alright. “Alpha Leo is stronger than those rogues. Don't worry, this will be over before you know it.” Mary beamed with confidence while speaking. Though young she knew when to give encouragement. “Thanks, Mary. What are rogues and why are you calling him Alpha?” Her eyebrow scrunched at the
Michelle closed her eyes and blinked thrice. She even pinched her cheeks to make sure she was awake. When she looked down at the window, the brown wolf was gone. Only men lying on the ground could be seen. “Mate.” There it was again. It seemed she could only hear it in her mind. She looked at the window but only saw some men and women cleaning up the mess. Ellie’s heart raced as she stepped out of her room, determined to make sense of what she had witnessed. This place was breathtaking, yet its beauty was veiled in layers of mystery.“Ellie? Where are you going?” Leo bumped into her as she walked out of the door. He wore a white shirt and blue sweatpants, his damp, tousled hair evidence of a recent shower. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw his pecs straining against his shirt. He was ripped.She gulped at the thought of him carrying her in his strong arms. Shaking her head lightly, she reminded herself. ‘Snap out of it, Ellie. He does care about you.’“There you are. Can I
“Good morning, Ms. Michelle.” Mr. Truman smiled at her warmly. He wore a black coat over a white long sleeve shirt, paired with light blue necktie and a Patek Philippe wrist watch. Everything about his look screamed wealth and sophistication.“Good morning, Mr. T-Truman?” Michelle was shaking as she spoke, unable to contain her curiosity. Yet, she couldn't fathom why he had to resort to a forced marriage. He was handsome and rich. “Call me Leo. Mr. Truman is my father. I never really liked people calling me that name.” He corrected her. His demeanor changed a bit. His hands relaxed on his thighs and his shoulders dropped. “Ray, can you take us back? Also, I never want to see her father again.” He commanded his butler. “Consider it done, Mr. Leo. By the way, I have made all the arrangements for the wedding.” Ray informed him. Michelle couldn't believe what she heard was right. She gritted her teeth. The atmosphere became cold and dangerous. “L” she opened her mouth but a small hu







