LOGINSilas's POV For a moment, I simply stared at her. The question caught me off guard. Not because I didn't know the answer. But because out of everything that had happened today, that was the one thing she wanted to know. The engine hummed softly as the car idled in the hospital parking lot. Sunlight streamed through the windshield, casting a warm glow across her face. Mara was looking at me expectantly. Waiting. Was she jealous? "Quincy is like a sister to me. Nothing else." I said before turning my gaze back to the road ahead. In one swift movement, I pulled the car out and headed toward the mansion. The ride home was quiet. Much quieter than I expected. I expected Mara to argue with me. Maybe continue asking questions about Quincy. Maybe be jealous. But instead, she remained silent. I glanced at her a few times during the drive. She was staring out the window. Thinking. About what, I had no idea. By the time the mansion came into view, I was alr
"Finally, I know your secret." Silas smiled as he stood with his arms folded. He looked proud of himself as if he knew some sort of life changing secret that he could use against me later. My eyes darted to his. "Shut up. It actually hurts." The room became silent for a second before Silas reached out and grabbed a glove out of the glove box beside the doctor. "I'll do it." he said as he casually slipped it on like a professional. "What?" "I said I will check on it. Just lend me your office and don't disturb us." Silas said like he was giving an order to a subordinate. The middle aged doctor glared at him. "Are you a doctor? I can't just leave my patient with—" "Out." The doctor blinked, confused. "I beg your pardon?" "I said out." The doctor opened his mouth again, probably ready to argue, but Silas was already pulling out his wallet. He took out a black card and placed it on the desk. The doctor's eyes flickered to it. "Whatever this office earns i
Quincy’s eyes widened the second she saw Zion standing beside me. “Zion?” she repeated slowly as she walked up to us with her hand firmly wrapped around her teddy bear. I hated seeing her with it. Did Silas win it for her? Zion’s fingers tightened around mine for the briefest second before he let go calmly. Silas stared at us, his eyes lingering on our hands for a second before he looked up. "I didn't expect to see both of you here," Quincy started as she tightened her hand on Silas's. "This is Silas Sinclair, my special friend. Silas, this is Zion, the top male student at the medical school. " I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I heard Quincy introduce Silas as her "special friend". "Hello Quincy's special friend," I said, extending my hand out as I held his gaze. "Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you too," Silas said taking my hand. Both of us held each other’s gaze for a second too long. His grip tightened around my hand slightly, warm and firm, and I imm
MARA He actually left. I paced around his study, my chest rising hard as anger burned through me. That arrogant bastard. My lips still tingled from the kiss and it only made me angrier. My body felt hot, weak in the knees, and completely out of control. I hated it. Hated the way he could touch me and make my thoughts scatter so easily. I stopped near the desk and gripped the edge tightly. “You will regret this,” I muttered under my breath again as I stood facing the mirror. The worst part was that he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Every touch. Every kiss. Every look. And that stupid smirk on his face before he walked out. I groaned in frustration and dragged a hand through my hair before moving toward the window. The cold glass beside me reminded me of how he had pinned me there only minutes ago. My face heated instantly. Moon goddess. Why did my body react to him like that? Suddenly, my phone rang out bringing me out of my thoughts. I reac
SILAS Her voice reached me before she even stepped into the study. I didn’t move from where I sat behind the desk. One hand pressed against my forehead, the other resting on the arm of the chair, my gaze fixed on the window. The room was dark, lit only by the desk lamp and the faint glow from the fireplace across the room. I hadn’t shifted from that spot for over an hour. I was exhausted. And angry. Twenty missed calls. Not one returned. My wolf had gone ballistic, pushing me to go after her and I listened. I drove forty minutes straight to her school just to be sure she was alright. The drive wasn’t easy. My heart wouldn’t slow down, my mind running through every possible thing that could have gone wrong. I was worried. Confused. I kept asking the moon goddess to keep her safe, just in case something had happened. And then I found her. Safe. Smiling. Laughing with a vampire. "Silas?" Mara’s voice came again as the door opened. I felt her presence the moment she
I didn’t even realize how much time had passed. One moment I was focused completely on the Lunaris Bloom, adjusting settings and trying different stabilizing methods, and the next, I noticed the light in the lab had shifted without me paying attention. The sharp morning brightness was gone, replaced by a softer glow that told me the day had already slipped away from me. My hands slowed as I finally registered it. Evening. I froze for a second, staring at the equipment like it had betrayed me. “How is it already evening…” I whispered. My chest tightened slightly as I reached for my phone on the table. I hadn’t checked it all day, not even once, and the moment I pressed the screen, it lit up with missed notifications that made my stomach drop. Twenty missed calls. All from Silas. For a few seconds, I just stared at his name, unable to move. That wasn’t normal. Silas didn’t call repeatedly unless something was wrong or unless he was already angry. My thumb moved slowl







