FAZER LOGINERENDINA. A wolf? As though it can hear my thoughts, it moves out of the woods, and I gasp, staggering back as it pounces from behind the leaves, only a few feet away from me. That’s not… goddess, that’s not a wolf. My mouth dries, the sound of my heart racing pouring through my ears as I try to quicken the working of the string. My palms are wet from the nerves that spike through me, and my eyes keep switching from the string to the predatory eyes before me, turning my movements sluggish. Please. I can do this. I’ve done it before. Perhaps not something this big, but I have. And I can do it again. I won’t be afraid. My trail of thoughts is snatched, and I suck in a breath when it starts stalking forward. No. No. I waddle back as I keep trying to put the arrow in the string, but with my attention divided, I do the last thing I need at the moment. I trip over a fucking log and drop on my ass. The arrow drops from my hold, and I try to snatch another from its pack, but they tu
ERENDINA.Alpha Emilian is a dick. When I strode into his room after that instantaneous decision—and undoubtedly the wrong one—the last thing I had expected to be met with was his silence. My body was buzzing with the irritation from Wendy’s confrontation and I thought he’d have been more than happy to take that away, but he just stood there—tall with his punishing gaze as though he couldn’t believe the words that left my mouth. There was no sound other than that of my pounding heart, and when enough time passed for my frustration to turn into humiliation, I ran out of his room faster than I came in, wishing I could shove the words I laid bare in the air back into my mouth. He didn’t follow me. And I haven’t seen him for the past forty-eight hours. Or more so, I’ve been staying out of his way. I don’t think I can bear staring into those eyes again, knowing I had given in to something I shouldn’t have. That moment now haunts me. It plays repeatedly in my head—the echoes of my de
ERENDINA.There’s no other explanation for why I foolishly drag my feet inside the room, interrupting the newlywed bride and groom by clearing my throat.“Eren!” Dom’s smile is bright when he takes notice of me, but even my presence isn’t enough for him to move away from his wife. My eyes roll to the hand that’s wrapped in a gentle grasp around her shoulder, and when I look into Wendy’s eyes, they’re smiling.“I didn’t think you’d be joining us today.” My attention is pulled off her at his voice and I smile. “Yeah. Just had a slow morning.”“Are you okay?” Wendy interrupts before I can hear Dominic’s response, eyes shining with what I know to be fake worry, and I meet it with just as much fake smile. “Yes. Thank you. You’re good, too?”Her head rolls onto Dom’s shoulder, and I have to keep my hands still by my sides, refusing to give a reaction that’d as much hint that I’m bothered by that action. By her existence entirely.“Last night still feels like a dream. I can’t believe I’m mar
ERENDINA.A charged silence settles around us as Emilian’s words resonate in my head, my stomach twisting with irritation at the way entertainment shines in his grey eyes, lips tugged back in a smirk as though he’s got me right where he wants me.“Cat got your tongue, Princess?” When those words leave his mouth, a snort falls from mine. “Excuse me?”“You heard me.”My eye twitches and my hands ball into fists by my sides as I speak through clenched teeth, “And what makes you think I’d do something like that? Give myself to you?”His head tilts ever so slightly, and the way those greys gleam with wickedness tells me I won’t like the words even before they rumble out of his mouth. With one brow raised, he says, “You already do that every night with another man, remember?”My lips part with a low scoff, anger leaving my belly in a mess of tiny knots as my fingers bite into my palms to prevent my hand from raising to slap off the cockiness I see on his face.When I don’t speak, and merely
ERENDINA. The gulp in my throat is loud when my father beckons at me as my eyes shift to his. That sinking feeling is back, and it’s pulling me under as several thoughts of what he could have told my father races through my mind. “Eren?” Dom’s call of my name draws my attention back to him, and there’s worry in his eyes as he asks, “Are you okay?” I force a smile. “Yeah. Father wants me.” “Oh.” He turns to look at the mentioned man before returning his eyes to me. “Is everything okay?” I’m about to find out. I only give Dom another smile before moving ahead. My steps are hesitant, my feet dragging sluggishly, and sweat breaks out in my closed palms as I approach them despite my unwillingness. I turn to my father, refusing to meet the man’s eyes. “You called for me?” I manage to let the words out without a tremble and Dad nods, a small smile touching his mouth as he extends his hand to the side. “Wanted to introduce the two of you. This is Emilian. Late Alpha Richard’s second s
ERENDINA. It’s him. It’s the same stranger from last night—the one who seemed to have discovered my identity and vanished before I could learn his. He had pushed me into the alleyway and then left me with only the sound of his voice, one that’s been replayed in my head too many times for me not to recognize it. “Do you have something to say to me, Princess?” I’m pulled out of my thoughts by his question and when my eyes fall back on his, I stagger a step back by the way his lips have curled. It’s not a smile but a shadow of one, and it taunts me. He knows. He knows it’s me. My stomach twists and I swallow the lump that quickly formed in my throat before parting my lips to speak. However, before I can get any word out, he beats me to it. “If not, then move out of my way. I have to return to the ceremony.” My brows furrow as I watch him fix his fly. When his head raises again and he finds me still standing in his way, he merely walks past me, shoulder bumping into mine, and my head







