Stephanie’s Point of view:
As I arrived at the main company, I was told to wait in the reception, and I did as I was told.
"You may follow me, Miss Green."
A beautiful redhead announced while she was leading the way.
I followed her to the studio where I was greeted by the team members: the hairstylist, makeup artist, and the main designer.
The makeup artist was named 'Julie'. I got to say that she's a very talented human girl.
She started by cleaning my face; it felt clean and fresh. Then she moisturized my face before applying a primer. This one would ensure that my makeup would stay as long as possible. She then moved on to a duo fiber brush to apply the foundation all over the skin and blend it into my neck.
The next move was applying the concealer below my eyes, which gives natural-looking coverage.
She then added a highlighter along the top of my cheekbones, on the cupid's bow, chin, and between the brows.
After that, she swiped the contour powder along the sides of my nose. She also applied some blush to my apples of cheeks. Extending up to award my temples.
Then a light gold shining shadow to the lids and just below the last line. Not to mention the fluffy blending brush to dust a soft brown shade into the crease, and within a second it was all blended outward.
The next step was to fill in my brows using a powder and swipe on black mascara.
Last but not least, the lip makeup - Using a lip brush, she swiped a red lipstick on my lips, and we were finally ready.
As Julie put so much effort into my face, Daniel the hairstylist did a quick, simple bun that wouldn't outshine the makeup.
A beautiful curly bun in which my hair was twisted and pulled down the back of my head with some hairpins.
They were all satisfied with how I looked, but not me. There was something missing, but I still cannot figure it out.
Everything was going smoothly. James looked very satisfied with the pictures we took at this session. Well, everything was fine until a man got in.
Did I mention that he was super-hot and good-looking? Well, he is hot and good-looking.
The hell is going on with me. I already have a mate. But seriously, something about him feels familiar.
It was about the time when I noticed that he was glaring at me... Wait; he was glaring at me, and I started losing the few drops left from my self-confidence.
What's wrong with me?? Do I look that awful??? ... I knew something was off about me but didn't even think for a while that it deserved such a reaction.
James's point of view:
The shoot session went smoothly. I like that Stephanie girl. She totally fits the visual object and also the theme of this photoshoot session. The pictures are too good for our campaign so far. It still only needs post-production and editing, and everything will eventually be perfect.
I still wonder where Lukas is till now. He should be here to see the model. He is the one supposed to be picking the model and signing the contract with her representative agency, not me.
But again, instead of doing his job, he's spending time having fun with that Rebekah girl. and I'm the one who's always got to do all the hard work.
Finally!! Lucas The Dark Knight is here ... The silence consumed the whole studio by his arrival, but then something was not right with him, and it happened that I didn't get what's wrong with him.
He was here for a second, and now he's not. I wonder if I'm missing something, but he seems not to like the model or something about the campaign.
Well, whether he likes it or not, I'm the one doing everything so far, and I'm not ready to change a thing about it.
Lucas' point of view:
I breathed hard, moving my hand through my hair as I stepped inside the studio... It's really her. She’s still so beautiful as she always was.
But then I noticed something - it feels as if she's not feeling the mate bond at all... Is that so? Why the he** am I the only one feeling the mate bond? why she can't feel it?
I exclaimed inside of my head since she wasn't showing any sort of feelings toward me, which is weird.
I've also noticed that she's not human this time, and I don't know why - but somehow it doesn't seem to be something good.
I mean, she's always human, isn't she??!!
She also smells different this time, it seems that her scent is mixed with another male scent, and that was driving my wolf crazy.
Why on earth would she have a male scent on her?
So many questions that are playing in my head, but I can't find any answers to these questions.
Wait...!! Is that a mark on her neck!!!... The male wolf can only mark his mate. The mark will keep another male wolf away from the she-wolf. Only werewolves are able to see the mark on a she-wolf. Humans can't see the mark.
Why on earth is my mate having a mark on her neck?
As far as I remember, I've never marked her, and it's only because of the curse. If it wasn't for that stupid curse, I would have done it the day I met her 1400 years ago. My wolf is getting crazy asking for control, but I can't let him have it here, next to her. It never ends well.
I have to get out of here before it's too late.
People change. Things get complicated. Regret grows day by day. Secrets become unspeakable. Love gets to be unforgettable. But life ... Life goes on. Logan’s Point of view: The moment I received my brother's call I answered him immediately. His voice screamed from nowhere "She's back". "And what if she's back, that's not something new". I sighed a little bit annoyed; I know exactly that he was talking about her, his Cursed Mate. It always happens the same way. She di*d tragically, a few years later she came back to life with no dif
3rd person point of view: While she was asleep, he was watching her soft body lying perfectly beside him in the middle of the bed. He knew what she was afraid of, he also knew that what he did was wrong to her, but he couldn't help it. On one hand, he was mateless, a witch once told him that he had no mate. On the other hand, she has a mate - a mate that will only cause her death. They were both suitable for each other. Out of anger, he gets up from the bed, looking for his phone. He can't afford it anymore, the secrets he was keeping from her will not do any bad to her, it will only protect her from her curse. He loved her more than anything in this world; he was ready to give up his own life just to keep her safe, but never was ready to lose her for her real mate. Their feelings for each other showed up at a young age, they were both madly in love with each other. None of them was ready to lose the other. This is when he dec
Lucas' point of view: The next day, a folder shows up above my desk. No one except for my Logan would’ve left it there. He probably did not get over our fight last night, but I'm sure he will at the end. After all, we’re brothers, and it’s not our first fight, not even my first trying to be an alpha to him more than a brother. I took a glass of coffee, turned off my phone, and took my seat to start reading the file between my hands. It wasn’t common for me to do such a thing, but the whole subject is a serious matter to me. After finishing the first reading, my heart was aching from pain, it was all over my body. Although it was all clear, my heart refused to believe a single word for anything the folder says. Something was not right. It says that her name is Stephanie Green, the mate of Earl Davis - Future alpha of the "Blood Moon Pack". They were friends and turned out to be mates at the age of 16. My fist was curled while r
Stephanie’s point of view: I'm getting crazy lately, it's almost a week but I can neither sleep nor even find peace or rest. Different situations that always end the same way, me dying while not knowing who that wolf is. These nightmares keep on hunting me, not showing any kind of mercy. Earl seems to notice it too, he is a bit worried about my health. He even suggests taking me to the pack for more care, but I keep on turning him down. Usually, I would be happy with his suggestion, I mean I miss my family, friends, and all our pack people. But something is pulling me against going out of this city. It was as if it was fated for me to be here in this city, at this exact time. While I was lying on my bed lost in my thoughts, the sound of my phone got me back
Stephanie's point of view: ... As I finish what I was saying, the noise of crushing comes from nowhere. While raising my head, the stranger that I've met in my photo shooting session was coming in our direction. ...................... I didn't know why, but my heartbeats were on top. It was like I couldn't stop staring at him either, looking away from him. I felt my mate's passiveness on its verge as he tightened his grab on me. Who can blame him? I mean this man is on another level. He has a damn good and well-built tall body, the same height as my mate. The difference was that my Earl has a pale skin color along with lively green forest eyes, not to mention his short lovely blond hair. While on the other hand, the stranger has tin skin along with blue ocean eyes and dark short hair that suits him very well. They both look breathtaking in their black suits and overwhelming charms, while giving each other killing looks, I felt a bit of insecur
Lucas’s point of view: To avoid the noise, I've invited that so-called Earl to my study room where both of my beta Noah and my delta Liam were waiting for us. As expected, the young Alpha boy didn't appreciate what was going on, and I care less about what he feels right now. The moment we stepped inside my office, both of Noah and Liam greeted me in union with all sorts of respect '' Alpha!'' I nodded to both of them as a sign of appreciation. The four of us were sitting in front of each other when Liam decided to throw a bunch of pictures in front of Earl... Just as it was planned, by looking at the pictures, I guess he discovered what we were about to discuss. ''Do you know who is she?" I questioned him hoping for a serious answer, but he let out a hilarious laugh, and then said '' Why the hell do you think I would care to answer your majesty.'' Anger kept growing through my veins due to the much of disrespec
Lucas’ point of view: After what happened yesterday, I was not pretty sure about my next move. She picked him up again, and they left me behind. I called my only and own brother, Logan. I'm pretty sure he's still mad at me, but I know also that he's the one to have my back when I need help. He refused to talk to me initially, but when I mentioned Keyla he was all ears to me. I started from the fact that the stupid blood moon future alpha faked the mate pull to have my mate fall over him. I also mentioned that the Earl of today is the same fiancé Stephanie used to have 400 years ago. And to finish the story, I told him that she picked him against me ... again. A few hours after the end of the phone call between me and my brother, he was here in front of me. We discussed what happened yesterday in more detail. He got mad and scolded the hell of me after knowing that I was the one who started the fight, and I was about to kill my
Lucas’s point of view: As we landed, the first thing I did was to go - and check on my mate. I mean, it would be hard for her to deal with all that’s happening lately. Surprisingly, when I did - No one was at the apartment where she was supposed to live. I broke inside the flat to make sure that what I was thinking about was all wrong, and that my mate was not gone–she just wasn’t in her place at the right moment. Unfortunately, nothing was left there. All her belongings and the baster’s ones were nowhere to be seen. My hand was clenched into a curvy fist as I was now attacking the closet wall next to me. I called my company lawyer to see if there was anything in the contract that she signed with us, and that would be able to drag her back in here. But there wasn’t. The shooting for this season is over, and she won’t be shooting until the upcoming season. I let my hands pass through my head while breathing in and out.