LIANANo, no, it probably wasn't James.And even if it was him, this time, he would actually end up dead. Because I was absolutely going to tear him down if need be. I was determined to do that.I walked to the door, trying to calm my racing heart, and opened it.There stood Zaylen, looking slightly sheepish.“Zaylen? What are you doing here?” I was surprised.What was he doing here? He didn't even text me that he was going to drop by. He usually lets me know before coming.A dangerous thought crossed my mind immediately. “Did something happen?” I asked, fear gripping my heart. “No, no, no need to look so scared. Nothing happened. Sorry, I was actually gonna call you before coming, but then my phone died. So…?” he trailed off.“Oh, I see. Phew.”His eyes drifted past me and landed on the packed cartons scattered around the room. “What’s going on here? Are you shifting?”“Yeah,” I replied, trying to keep my tone casual.“Why?” His brow furrowed in concern.“My dad owns this building,
LIANANo! I am fine!It's just Zaylen and his gaze making me feel all vulnerable.I sucked in a deep breath.I couldn’t let myself fall weak. I had to keep my guards up. “I am telling you I am fine, and if you can’t trust me on that, then please leave,” I said firmly. Zaylen met my gaze with a mix of frustration and concern, and for a moment, we were locked in a heated stare. Finally, he sighed and relented.“Okay, fine,” he said, his tone begrudging. “Let me at least help you find a decent place to live. When are you moving out?”“Tomorrow morning,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.“What the—” He was about to lose his calm, but then he took a deep breath, visibly trying to regain his composure. “How about you stay at my place for some time until you find your new place?”I hesitated because the offer was tempting. But no, the goal was to not depend on him anymore. How could I do that if I stayed at his place?“No, thank you. I’ll be fine at the hotel,” I let out. “Lian
ZAYLENAs I listened to Liana's words, it felt like a stab to the heart. But I forced a smile, pushing back the pain. I couldn't help but recall the moment she had confessed her feelings to me, only for me to turn her down. That now felt such a long time ago.Maybe this was just karma coming back around.But isn't this just cruel? I had just been her rebound, but she… had come to mean the world to me now."It's okay," I said, my voice steady despite the ache in my chest. "It is enough for me to be here for you."“Okay.” Liana simply nodded in response, continuing to give me the cold shoulder. It stung, but I knew I had to respect her boundaries. Giving her space was the least I could do, even if it meant enduring her silence.I made a silent vow to myself not to let her indifference bother me. I wasn't going to give up on her, no matter how challenging it might be.###Finally, I finished helping Liana shift. Now, I was home. As I stepped into my mansion, a sense of dread settled
ZAYLENMarcus and Sophia exchanged surprised glances before Marcus furrowed his eyebrows, clearly not liking my confession. "Liana? The girl who just transformed?" he asked to be sure. I nodded confidently. "Yes, her."Sophia chuckled softly. "Are you sure, Zaylen?"I hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yes, I am sure."Marcus leaned forward, his expression serious. "You need to be absolutely certain about this, Zaylen. The Luna plays a critical role in our pack. We can't afford any doubts."Sophia nodded in agreement. “Yes. Be clearly positive about this and then let us know, okay? We will give you some time to figure it out.” "Besides, even if she were the Luna, how would she manage? She is like a baby fresh out of the womb in werewolf terms. How would she handle the responsibilities of leading the pack?" he pointed out.“You do have a point, Marcus, and I understand that,” I spoke up. "But Liana needs time at the moment, especially with everything that has happened.” "Of c
LIANAI woke up feeling a heavy weight on my chest, the kind that made it hard to breathe, let alone think about eating. But I knew I had to try. With a sigh, I picked up the phone and called room service."Hi, I would like to order breakfast, please," I said, my voice sounding hollow even to my own ears. I rattled off a list of food that I didn’t really want but knew I needed for my body to keep functioning.When the food arrived, I dragged myself to the door and let the server in. He set the tray on the table, lifting the cloche with a flourish. My stomach churned at the sight of the silver cutlery gleaming on the tray. Silver — A werewolf’s worst nightmare."Is everything okay, Ma’am?" the server asked, a concerned look on his face.“Huh?” I glanced up at him, realizing I had been staring at the cutlery for too long. “Yes. You can leave.”He gave me a hesitant nod and left the room. I groaned, feeling a mix of frustration and fear. It was annoying to be scared of something
LIANAI turned to face Zaylen, a mix of surprise and confusion in my expression. "Zaylen, what are you doing here?"Zaylen held up a small paper bag, a familiar, warm aroma wafting from it. "I came by to drop off these blueberry muffins. I was going to leave it at the reception since you made it clear you wanted to be alone, but it seems like that's because you already have company."I felt a pang of guilt but quickly composed myself. "Oh, Zaylen, this is Colin, my friend from college," I said, gesturing to Colin. "Well, actually, he is a senior from college. He was very helpful to me back then."Colin extended a hand with a friendly smile. "Nice to meet you, Zaylen."Zaylen shook Colin’s hand, but his gaze remained on me, a hint of jealousy in his eyes was evident."That's great. Glad you guys are catching up.” Zaylen had a tight-lipped smile on his face. “So hey, Colin, what are you doing here? I mean, are you staying at this hotel or something?"Colin nodded. "Yeah, I am."Zaylen r
LIANAAs I got into the car with Colin, my phone buzzed with an incoming call. It was Jordan. I answered quickly, trying to keep my voice stead, "Hey, Jordan. What's up?""Liana, do you know where Sara is?" Jordan's voice sounded urgent, his worry palpable even through the phone.I frowned, a knot of concern forming in my stomach. "No, I don't. I haven't talked to Sara in a few days. Why? What's going on?"Jordan sighed heavily. "I don't know. I just… I haven't heard from her, and I'm getting worried. I tried calling, but she's not answering.""Maybe you should check with her mom," I suggested, trying to think of possible explanations. "Perhaps she is at her mom's place or she's sick at home.""I already checked at her place," Jordan replied, frustration evident in his voice. "She is not there. And I called her mom too, but she said Sara hasn't talked to her in a few days either."My heart sank at the news. Something wasn't right."Maybe Sara is also taking Kiara's death hard and nee
ZAYLENAt the hotel lobby, the moment I saw Colin reach out to Liana, a surge of jealousy rippled through me, twisting my gut into knots. I was seeing everything red.All I wanted was to grab him by the collar and demand to know why he was so close to her. But I held myself back, forcing a tight smile onto my lips.I turned away, my fists clenched at my sides as I fought the urge to storm out of the hotel in frustration.But then a nagging voice in my mind reminded me to think logically. Why would Liana bring another guy with her when she was in such a dangerous situation with James still roaming free and all? There had to be a reasonable explanation. As she said, he was a friend or senior of whatever, or perhaps she needed his help in some way. But what help did she need which she couldn’t ask me to do and chose Colin instead? Whatever the reason, jumping to conclusions wouldn't help anyone.However, I didn’t feel like leaving Liana alone. My heart wasn’t letting me go. Maybe, I