LOGINCorleone povMy trembling hands, dull ache between my chest and how my lips tightened involuntarily wasn’t ordinary. The moment everything settled fully into my system, I knew. It was that moment I knew that all these wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t my body betraying me all of a sudden.Someone did this to me.My fingers curled against the wall as I tried to steady myself, but the heat rushing through me in heavy waves made it nearly impossible to think straight. It wasn’t just warmth. It was consuming and exhausting, like something had slipped beneath my skin and taken control from the inside out.My wolf stirred again restlessly and with alertness. “Find the source.” She growled.“I’m trying,” I whispered, though my voice sounded like it didn’t belong to me anymore.My mind scrambled for answers, thinking deeply at the first familiar face it could find. Joanna.My chest tightened instantly. “No,” I said, shaking my head as if the thought itself offended me. Joanna wouldn’t do this.
Corleone’s pov“Are you alright?” Joanna asked, adjusting the robe cover around my body.But I wasn’t listening to her. My face was facing downwards throughout. The scenes were stuck in my head for a long time. They refused to go away and it looked like it was going to remain the same way for another long time.I was dangerous. I mean, it seemed like I was dangerous. Earlier, the way Alpha Samuel’s guards looked at me. They stared at me like I was some different creature.Of course, werewolves were dangerous but not towards others who were also werewolves except for the fact that my own kind of werewolf probably looked too different to be considered ‘safe’When I was in my wolf form, I could see that fear and frightening feeling inside them. There were no two ways about it. They were very afraid of me.If I said I didn’t know why, I would be telling lies. I knew that I was different from the very moment I learned my father was feeding me poison, to the period where I started knowing I
Alpha Samuel’s povWe were all afraid. I wouldn’t deny that I was inclusive. I had never seen such thing before, not in my entire life of living and not during my reign as Alpha.Nyx…the werewolf stood upright like nothing was stopping. The most strange part of it was that she wasn’t even a full werewolf yet.It looked like just half of it. Half furs and half human. She hadn’t finished transforming but it was evident that she was a powerful one.“What kind of wolf is that?” Jonathan asked in bewilderment and fear.Her wolf seemed like it was decorated with version’s spectrum of light. It was a white wolf but it had multiple colors apprearing on the fur that made it look very beautiful and magnificent.She stood tall like nothing else mattered. Then, the anger came. In just a snap of my finger approximated time, she had cleared out all the wolves that attacked her.“What is going on?” I was confused.How did she suddenly transform? Did her transformation have anything to do with the bl
Corleone’s pov“Stay back!” I yelled, pointing my hands at them.Deep down, I was trying to make my powers kickstart. Like it was supposed to do something for me to be able to save Shibeli. I wanted to save him. If I couldn’t, he’d die and I wouldn’t let him die. These people here, they would do anything to make sure he was dead and I didn’t know why or what he did to them.He was too weak. He had laid on the ground, probably dragging his last breath.“Shibeli.” I crouched down, tapping his cheeks. “Hey. Wake up, common.” I tapped him continuously.No, no, no. I readjusted my stance, dragging my eyes all over his body. He shouldn’t die like this. He was bleeding badly and needed a doctor.“I…have been watching you…for years.” Shibeli’s weak voice said, I bent a little so I could hear him.“Why?” I whispered.His eyes were barely open. “Because…” his labored breath dragged further. “….someone who knew your mother sent me.”I froze. My mother. “Where is my mother? Where is she?” “The
Martil’s pov“I really didn’t think you’d attend the wedding.” Kaleb mocked as we were still at the venue.Whatever wedding preparations they had, I knew nothing about it. Corleone and her mom were the ones who did everything.Not like I cared. It was always women stuffs. Even my dad didn’t do anything. He only gave her a no limit card and asked her to take care of everything.I sighed, staring at my shoes. Today, my mother would be no longer in memory. She was now going to be the Sutton’s first wife who had disappeared into the abyss.‘Mom, dad is remarrying.’Dad didn’t care. He didn’t wait a single month before he started sleeping with several girls around. Well, he had been doing it even while mom was around.She knew but she never said a word. She pretended like she didn’t know anything or maybe she was forced to do so. She was actually forced to do many things.Looking at my father exchanging vows with another woman, I felt a hard knot tied in my chest. But I tried to remind mys
The hotel lobby was alive with the kind of energy only a city in full bloom could generate. Polished floors gleamed under the golden chandeliers, luggage rolled over the marble tiles, and the faint hum of distant elevators created a low, constant rhythm that I found oddly comforting. Mom walked ahead of us, her posture straight, the perfect balance of elegance and excitement radiating from her. She had insisted we arrive early to get settled, make sure the rooms were perfect, and double-check all the details before the whirlwind of the wedding began. Percy, of course, had immediately taken over the logistics. She was juggling our luggage, my mom’s bags, her own, and a detailed notebook of “hotel room contingencies.” Every floor plan, every possible route from the lobby to the elevators, had been memorized—or so she claimed. Davin, ever calm and quiet, carried his own bag but also kept a steady watch on the two of us, occasionally giving Percy a pointed look whenever she got too dra
Corleone’s povI walked down the stairs with an angry expression mixed with want. Martil left me with a wet pool in between my legs. I hated him for that. Oh, I hated him so much.“Why do you look like you created some kind of nudism?” Percy asked as soon as I got to our table.She was busy eating
Corleone’s povI stared at his back until he left. I turned around and threw the towel in my hands against the couch as I sat on it and grabbed my hair.Martil was pissing me the fuck off and he knew it. He probably liked it, especially the reaction he was getting but I hated it. It wasn’t just cur
Martil’s pov Martil’s pov That voice. That voice was one I could never forget. Not in this lifetime, and not in the next. That person has so many history that went down between the both of us. Very familiar but buried. I almost forgot about him. Why was he here? So many questions ran through my m
Corleone’s pov“Love, you can’t force him to be here all the time. He has a life too —“Liam cut my mom off with a slam of his hand on the table. Anger rose up inside me.“Permit me to be this amount of nice but you cannot treat my mom that way. I thought you want to marry her. Why cut her off amid







