Masuk“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
“Yes… for the part where you said he never seems to amaze you,” I replied slowly, a faint, amused smirk playing on my lips. “You’re right. Karen has a way of constantly exceeding expectations… just never in the way people hope.”Thor watched me closely, the corner of his lips still curved with that cold amusement, but I could see it now—his interest was fully caught.“Well,” he said, leaning forward slightly, his tone sharpening with curiosity, “how exactly is she connected to Karen?”I didn’t miss the shift.The moment Karen’s name became central to the matter, Thor’s attention locked in completely. Whatever hesitation he might have had earlier was gone. This was no longer just business—it was personal.And that made him predictable.A useful kind of predictable.I leaned back in my chair, crossing one leg over the other, letting the silence stretch just enough to build tension.“It’s… an interesting situation,” I said at last, my voice calm but deliberate.My gaze held his, steady a
I sat on the bed, flipping through some of the old books I had found in the room. Everything was finally settled—the cleaning, the arranging, the unpacking. For the first time since I arrived, the room felt quiet.Then I heard a knock on the door.My head snapped up, my heart beating, who's that no
“So what are you going to do now?” Sierra asked, her voice softer than before.I sighed deeply, the weight in my chest refusing to lift. Everything felt heavy—my body, my thoughts, my future.“I’ll try to put my life back together,” I said honestly. “Go back to college. Focus on my studies. Build a
Days passed while I stayed in the hotel.I tried not to think too much. I took slow walks around the city, letting the air clear my head. Sometimes I would stop by Sierra’s house, and we would talk about random things—college, life, food, anything that didn’t involve packs, mates, or arrogant twins
I lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and for the first time since arriving, I felt a little… different. The room gave off an old-school vibe, like something straight out of the 80s or 90s. It was oddly cool and comforting, and before I knew it, my thoughts began to drift.Slowly, my eyeli







