Masuk“What scent are you talking about? Do you want to accuse me again falsely?” I asked, my voice rising slightly as frustration crept in.Before I could even step back, he suddenly grabbed my arm.My eyes widened in shock.“Hey—what are you doing?” I tried to pull away, but his grip only tightened. It wasn’t painful, but it was strong enough to stop me from breaking free.He didn’t answer me. Instead, he started leading—no, dragging—me out of the room.“Let go of me!” I protested, struggling against him. “Karen, what is wrong with you?”But he didn’t stop.His focus was straight ahead, like he had already made up his mind about something and nothing I said was going to change it.“Will you just stay still for a minute?” he finally said, his tone firm. “I need us to go somewhere. Real quick.”I froze for a second, staring at him in disbelief. “Do you even hear yourself right now? We have somewhere to be!”The funeral.How could he forget something like that?“But we have somewhere to atte
“I didn’t come here to fight with you,” Cynthia’s brother said after a long moment of silence. His voice wasn’t as sharp as before, but it still carried a hint of tension. “I just came to check on you. But Mom’s memorial is coming up soon… she’ll finally be laid to rest. I thought I should let you know and ask if you’ll be coming.”I let out a quiet breath I didn’t even realize I had been holding. At least things weren’t getting worse between them. For a second, it almost felt like there could be peace.“You don’t even need to ask,” Cynthia replied, her voice calm but firm. “You already know I’ll be there.”Another silence followed, heavier this time. It was the kind that carried unsaid words, buried emotions, and questions neither of them wanted to face.“In as much as you want to avoid this matter,” her brother finally said, his tone hardening again, “there are still questions you need to answer. And you will answer them… very soon.” He paused briefly before continuing, “But for now
We were sitting at the dining table, quietly having dinner, when suddenly a loud scream came from outside, somewhere behind the house. The sound was sharp and urgent, cutting through the calm like a blade. For a moment, we all froze, exchanging confused glances, before another voice followed—someone calling out.Without wasting a second, we rushed outside, our hearts already racing, thinking something terrible had happened.The moment I stepped out, I paused.That voice…I knew it.It was Cynthia’s brother.My brows furrowed in confusion as I stared ahead, trying to process what was happening. What does he want? And more importantly… how did he even know Cynthia was here?Then it clicked.He’s a vampire.Of course. It made sense now. Vampires had heightened senses, instincts, and abilities far beyond normal humans. Finding her wouldn’t be difficult for him.Before anyone could say anything else, Cynthia stepped out.The moment their eyes met, everything went still.They both froze, li
Thalassa’s POVI led Cynthia toward the dining table, my steps a little slower than usual, like my mind wasn’t fully present in my body. The house felt strangely quiet, too quiet for a place that usually had Karen’s voice somewhere in the background or Veran’s heavy footsteps moving around.But today… nothing.I glanced around again as we reached the dining area. The long table was already set, beautifully as always. Plates, cutlery, glasses neatly arranged. And then the food—so many different dishes it almost looked like a celebration no one told me about. The aroma hit me immediately, warm and rich, wrapping around my senses in a way that made my stomach tighten with sudden hunger.For a moment, I just stood there, staring.Cynthia let out a soft sound beside me. “Wow…”I nodded slightly, still distracted, still wondering where Karen and Veran had gone. It wasn’t like them to just disappear without saying anything, especially not when food was ready. Something about the silence felt
Hearing my wolf, I frowned and turned inward. “Why are you asking about Cynthia?” I muttered under my breath as I continued walking forward, stuffing my phone into my pocket. “There is nothing I’m going to do about Cynthia,” I said firmly.“She is Thalasa’s friend,” I added, more to convince myself than anything else. “Anything I do will only come back to her. You know how much Thalasa cherishes Cynthia, so there is nothing I can do.”My wolf stayed silent, but I could still feel its presence pressing at the back of my mind, like it wasn’t fully satisfied with my answer.Then I heard footsteps behind me.I paused and slowly turned.It was Veran.He looked at me for a moment before speaking, his eyes sharp and unreadable. “What are you talking about?” he asked. “Who were you talking to?”I let out a small breath, trying to act normal even though I knew he had already noticed something off.“Who are you talking to?” Veran asked again, stepping closer, his tone more direct this time.I t
Kael povI stared at the spot where Thalasa had just walked away from, something heavy settling deep in my chest.It wasn’t just unease.It was darker than that.A quiet, creeping feeling that something wasn’t right… that something was being kept from me.Then my wolf, Ethan, stirred.Why do I feel like she’s hiding something from us? he asked, his voice low and suspicious.I clenched my jaw, immediately pushing back against him.“I already know she’s hiding something,” I muttered under my breath. “But don’t start putting doubts into my head.”Still, I exhaled slowly, running a hand through my hair as the thought refused to leave.“There’s something deeper,” I admitted quietly. “Something she’s not telling us.”My eyes narrowed slightly.“What is Thalasa hiding?” I questioned inwardly. “What is she keeping from all of us… from me?”Over the past few days, I had noticed it.The change.It wasn’t obvious at first, but now it was impossible to ignore. Her behavior had shifted—more guarde
I didn’t understand what the hell was going on anymore.One minute, Cynthia had been right there beside me, sipping her drink and laughing like nothing in the world could touch her. The next, she had vanished—no warning, no explanation, no sign of where she’d gone.“Cynthia?” I called, my eyes swee
Slowly, we entered the mansion. Every step I took made my heart beat faster. When we got to the front door, the driver didn’t knock. He simply stopped—and the door opened on its own.Automatically.I froze for a second, completely puzzled.These people are really living in the modern world, I thoug
“Okay, we’ve seen the party,” I said quietly, leaning closer to Cynthia. “It’s great, it’s beautiful… please, I want us to go back.”The moment the words left my mouth, she turned to me sharply. Her eyes widened in clear disapproval, like I had just offended her deeply.“Babe, I am not going anywhe
I inhaled deeply, letting myself get lost in the game playing out before me. The sound of running feet, shouts, and the thud of the ball filled the field. For a while, I forgot everything else. But then… something caught my attention.Some of the players weren’t normal.At first glance, they looked







