LOGINEvelyn rose slowly to her feet, her expression hardening as she turned toward Giovanni.She walked toward him.Step by step.Giovanni shifted back on instinct, his body dragging against the floor. He tried to keep his face composed, but the tension in his shoulders gave him away.He lifted his hand, trying to bring his claws out but to no avail, his fingers trembled instead.The force of the impact had drained him. Whatever strength he had left was slipping fast.Evelyn stopped a few steps away, watching him struggle.Then she rolled her eyes, unimpressed.“Pathetic,” she muttered under her breath.She turned away from him.Lucy was still on the ground, shaking, her breaths uneven as quiet sobs slipped past her lips.Evelyn moved to her quickly, crouching down.“Hey… hey,” she said softly, her tone shifting completely. She gently helped her sit up, brushing dust off her shoulders with careful hands.Lucy’s eyes were wide, filled with fear and tears.Evelyn wiped her cheeks with her th
"There’s another car,” Paulo said over the phone, his voice tight. “It arrived with Giovanni’s. I’m sending you the location now.”Evelyn’s phone buzzed in her hand. She didn’t waste a second, her foot slammed on the accelerator, and the car shot forward, tires screeching as they tore into the road.“We should take Micah to the hospital first,” John said, gripping the handle as the car sped up.“No.” Micah’s voice came out rough, strained, but firm. He pressed a hand against his bleeding side, his jaw clenched against the pain. “I’m not missing this.”Evelyn flicked her eyes to him through the rearview mirror. Blood soaked through his shirt, spreading fast, but his gaze burned with something stronger than the pain and rage.“He’s taken enough from me already,” Micah added, his breathing uneven. “I finish this today.”The distant wail of sirens cut through the air.Evelyn exhaled sharply. “Too late.”An ambulance swerved into view, blocking their path. Before the car fully stopped, par
They burst through the doors and ran outside.Tires screamed against the ground.Giovanni’s car shot forward, dust kicking up behind it as it sped away.“Damn it!” John hissed.Evelyn didn’t hesitate. She yanked open the car door and slid in, John already behind the wheel. The engine roared to life, and within seconds, they were after him.“Don’t lose him,” she said, gripping the dashboard as the car lurched forward.“I won’t,” John replied, his eyes locked ahead, hands tight on the wheel.They sped through the road, weaving past cars, horns blaring around them. John swerved sharply, narrowly missing a truck, then pressed harder on the accelerator.“There!” Evelyn pointed. “That’s his car.”Up ahead, Giovanni’s car cut through traffic like it owned the road.John followed, jaw clenched, his focus unbreaking as he dodged another car.“Hold on,” he muttered.Suddenly, Giovanni’s car swerved.Left.John’s eyes narrowed. “That’s not the road to his pack.”Evelyn leaned forward, her brows
“What the fuck is going on in my mother’s room?” The words sliced through the air, sharp and sudden. John froze mid-step, his grip tightening around Evelyn’s wrist. Evelyn’s breath hitched, her pulse jumping as both of them turned at once. Giovanni stood at the doorway. Three bodyguards loomed behind him like shadows, he adjusted the sleeve of his milk-white suit with slow precision, his long hair pulled neatly back, not a strand out of place. One brow lifted as his cold gaze settled on them first John, then Evelyn. The room seemed to shrink under his presence. Evelyn instinctively took a small step back, but John didn’t move. His jaw locked, shoulders stiff, as he placed himself slightly in front of her. Giovanni noticed. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he stepped forward, his polished shoes clicking softly against the floor, each step measured, deliberate. “Do you know,” he began, his voice low and controlled, “this can complicate things for you tw
They pushed through the autopsy room doors, the sharp scent of antiseptic hitting them immediately. Ezra stood by the table, a file in his hand. He looked up as they approached, his expression serious. “You’re here,” he said, handing the report to John. John took it, his eyes scanning quickly. Evelyn stepped closer, her gaze fixed on the pages. Ezra didn’t wait. “There’s severe internal damage,” he explained, his tone steady. “Bruising deep enough to tear tissue.” He pointed to a section on the report. “And this...” he tapped it lightly, “...a dent in the skull. Strong enough to kill.” Evelyn’s breath hitched slightly. “But that’s not all,” Ezra added, his voice lowering. “She was still alive after the blow. She bled out… slowly. Long enough that she could have been saved.” Evelyn’s hands curled tightly at her sides, her nails digging into her palms. Her jaw clenched as anger burned through her chest. “This guy…” she muttered, her voice tight. “He’s sick. It’s obvious.” Ezra
Simone drove in silence, the car cutting through the quiet road. His hands stayed firm on the wheel, but his eyes kept drifting to the rearview mirror. Evelyn sat at the back, still. Her face turned toward the window, eyes fixed on nothing. The passing trees blurred, but she didn’t blink. Her chest rose slowly, tightly. How long…? How long has this been hidden from her? And Bea… Her jaw clenched. What did he do to her? Threaten her? Break her until she stayed quiet? Simone glanced at her again, then quickly looked away, his grip tightening slightly on the steering wheel. The car finally pulled into the hospital. He stopped. “Room 214,” he said quietly. Evelyn didn’t respond. She was already out of the car. Her steps were fast almost asid she was running as she moved through the hallway, her heart pounding harder with each step. The number came into view. She didn’t hesitate. She pushed the door open. The moment she stepped in, her body stilled. Relief hit first, shar
GIOVANNI"I did what you asked. All I want is for you to protect me," he pleaded, his voice shaking.I poured coffee into my cup, a smirk forming on my lips. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Elena sitting cross-legged, laughing wildly. He was kneeling on the floor.For a moment, I thought about p
JOHN"Yes, boss," Andrew muttered. "He was found dead this morning. Luckily, not everyone in the pack saw it."I stared at Chino's lifeless body on the forest floor. Blood trickled from the side of his head, forming a dark pool below him. The wound was obvious, a bullet had gone straight through hi
JOHNI burst into the mansion, my footsteps echoing through the hall. My chest rose and fell as I fought to control the anger threatening to take over. Just as I was about to head straight to Diane’s room, the smell of roasted chicken and herbs drifted from the dining room, catching my attention.I
EVEYLN"Leave this pack, Evelyn!" a woman shouted as my heart began beating looking around to see angry faces staring at me."It's your fault our Luna is under attack!" another yelled, her face red with anger."You’re a disgrace to all women!" In the crowd, a woman held up a rough sign. It showed







