"You didn’t tell me everything, did you? What are you hiding from me? And what did he mean when he said they’re keeping it away from me? I thought you were the only one who knew about my dad’s death," Evelyn said, her voice trembling. She wasn’t sure if she was yelling or just scared.“I’m sorry for raising my voice,” she added quickly, glancing at Simone.But he didn’t seem bothered. He just gave her a small smile and stepped a little closer, shaking his head like a parent would at a child asking too many questions.“I’d react the same way if someone told me that,” he said calmly. Then his expression turned more serious. “But what surprises me is how easily you believed that bastard. Did it ever cross your mind to ask how he even knew all that?”Evelyn paused. The words stung because they made sense. She had believed the stranger too quickly because deep down, she always felt something about her father’s death didn’t add up. It hadn’t looked like an accident. It had looked like murde
EVEYLN He tilted his head, a slow, smug smile curling on his lips as our eyes met.With a scoff, I crossed my arms and made my way to the table, where I set my bag."So what should I call you now? Carlo? Or Benjamin?""Whichever suits your mood, ma'am," he replied, casually lowering his feet to the floor, still perfectly at ease in his seat."You know Giovanni will kill you if he finds out you're Benjamin, right?" "Like I care," he said.He leaned back further, swinging his legs up and resting them on the table. On the actual table like he owned the place.His suit was sharp and perfectly tailored, a deep blue that screamed money. Louboutin shoes. A diamond-studded watch. A ring that looked suspiciously like an engagement band even though I knew he wasn’t engaged. And that scent? Tom Ford’s Oud Wood. This wasn’t the fake Beta Carlo I’d seen around the Pack.No. This was Benjamin. And now, he looked every bit like Giovanni’s rival.I still hadn’t sat down. I couldn’t. Seeing him lik
EVEYLN"Come on," John said to him, but Charles stood up, wiping his lips. He didn’t even glance at me as he walked away from the table.I sighed. I was about to follow him, but I stayed seated. I didn’t want to get in the middle of a father and son. This was between them even if it involved me.I watched as John stood up, ready to go after him, but I reached out and held him back. He was doing all this for me."I think you should just listen to your father," I said softly. "Everything he’s doing is for the good of the Pack..."John turned to me, eyes sharp."So you’d be okay if I brought Diane back to the Pack, then?"I didn’t respond because I couldn’t lie.So I let my silence speak for me. My phone buzzed on the table as it was a message from Simone:“Come to the office, it's urgent.”I sighed, setting the phone down just as John stood to leave."You and I will never be okay with this," he said, his voice rough with frustration. "Especially me, Evelyn. So stop sacrificing your hap
EVEYLN "Do you think there’s any chance he knows it was me?"I asked.John glanced at me, just as unsure. "He didn’t touch you, did he?"I hesitated."Let’s just get out of here," I said quickly, brushing past his question. "I’m alive, that’s what matters. You should be smiling, not scowling."He didn’t smile.I rolled my eyes as we continued down the quiet path so the guards won't see us, putting distance between us and the palace. We’d parked far away to avoid suspicion.Once inside the car, we didn’t say a word. We just drove.A few minutes later, we were in John’s office. The computer hummed to life as we waited for it to boot up. He sat across from me, eyes flicking up.His expression turned very serious."When I ask if you’re okay," he bellowed. "I expect the truth."I followed his gaze, his eyes locked on the faint red marks on my neck.I shifted in my seat. "Relax, it was just Tonya."He didn’t believe me. But before he could push, I looked at the screen."Let’s just see what
EVELYNI ducked behind the door just in time, heart pounding in my chest.Tonya stepped inside, not yet noticing me. She was dressed in nothing but a bra and panties, her bare feet soft against the carpet. I didn’t want to judge because hell, I’d probably dress the same way if I were at my boyfriend’s house. Still, seeing it made me feel... awkward. Like I’d stepped into a moment I wasn’t meant to witness.She turned around and our eyes met.I'm sure she just followed her instinct.Her mouth flew open, a scream ready to escape.I couldn’t let it.I moved fast, closing the distance between us in a flash. My hand shot out and struck the side of her neck really hard. Her body went limp almost instantly, her scream dying in her throat.I caught her before she hit the floor and carefully laid her on the bed.No time to feel guilty, I had to leave here.I glanced at Tonya lying unconscious on the bed. She looked so innocent with her doe eyes. But I knew better.She’d ignored Giovanni’s moth
EVEYLNI pressed my back against the cool stone wall of the palace, hidden in the shadows where the light couldn't reach. My fingers tugged at the edge of my mask, adjusting it for the third time as it still itches against my skin. Everything I wore was black, from my boots to the gloves on my hands, blending me into the night like a shadow with a heartbeat.A voice echoed softly in my mind, threaded with worry."Evelyn, please come back. Let me go instead. I have a bad feeling about this."I sighed and rolled my eyes, even though he couldn’t see me."That’s not a bad feeling, you’re just being dramatic," I replied, sending the thought back. "Relax. It’s not like I want to get caught."I whispered in a low voice, my eyes scanning the darkness around me. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I heard him sigh."Have you checked on the pack witch?" I asked."Yeah," he replied. "I took her to the doctor. Turns out she was being poisoned, slowly with wolfsbane."A sharp breath escaped my lips.