FAZER LOGINRyan's P. O. VEvery time I closed my eyes, the nightmares came in the form of Samantha's face, the blood stains, and the monster that was slowly taking control of my body. My wolf had gone completely quiet after that day… choosing to lock itself up rather than relieving the pain all over again. The last time I felt this way was after Serena died. Back then, I found a way to bury it completely. But this was different.I almost killed Samantha with my own hands…and it was a miracle she survived without a permanent scare.Then again, what if she didn't? I stared blankly at the wall, my mind stuck on repeat. What was the point of all this? I was a monster, a danger to everyone around me. Why didn't I just die? Why had she survived? Knock knock knock“Ugh, really? Can't a man even wallow in peace anymore?” I sighed, shifting lazily on my
Ashford P. O. V“Brother, are you in there?” I called, knocking on the door again. No response“Brother, if you can hear me, please say something.” I sighed, leaning against the wooden frame.Silence. “You've been locked up in your room for days now. And everyone is already worried about you. Please open up now”. More silence. I tried to force the handle open, but it was locked from the inside. Of course, Ryan was the type of person to isolate himself whenever things got tough… and sometimes, I just wished he acted more like me. “If you don't open the door this instant, then I'm going to break it down myself... Don't think I wouldn't dare". Still nothing. I retreated a few paces, lowered my shoulder, and made a run for the door, ready to crash it. “You dare.” Ryan's voice boomed from inside, making
Adrian's P.O. VThe Royal Garden was a perfect definition of "Serenity Amidst Grandeur."Tall maple trees moved gently in the breeze as birdsongs filled the air. A serene pond reflected the sun's warm rays, with arched bridges leading to secluded gazebos. I stopped in front of the old oak tree where Leon, Cassandra, and I used to play as kids while Lady Nyssa read us stories. But now it was just as empty as the so-called bond between the Devonsol family. A silk blanket was spread out, adorned with delicate silverware and crystal glasses. Obviously the perfect setup for a picnic, but Lady Nyssa was nowhere to be found. Sure, the garden was beautiful, mostly because of the red roses, yellow sunflowers, and purple orchids all blooming. Sadly, I was just a man who could never find peace again, not anymore, not after everything I had done. After wandering around for
Samantha's P.O. VIt was impossible to tell how long the Gardens Serenity kept me away from reality. But when I finally stood up, my entire body felt rejuvenated, like someone who was ready to take on any battle, not just head to the library. Just as I finished stretching my body, Melissa stepped into the garden, her attention fixed on the vials she was arranging in her box. I took a step back… and another, hoping to make a quiet exit before she noticed me, but immediately my hand touched the back door, and she finally looked up. “Sister Samantha! Hey, Sister Samantha.” She waved enthusiastically. I paused, then slowly lifted my hand to wave back with an awkward smile. “Mel! You're here." I was genuinely happy to see Melissa—she was the first female friend I had in, like, forever. But seeing those meds... Ugh. Hated them to the core, especially after the first time I took the
Adrian's P.O.VI glanced at the letter on my table for the fifth time before looking away again. The seal of Justin Vailos, my Gamma and most formidable fighter in the pack, was still unbroken, but I already knew what it meant. I had given him strict orders not to set foot in the Federation or make any contact with me unless he had found the whereabouts of Samantha. And now that he finally reached out again, why was I the one feeling anxious?Did they really find her? What if it was bad news? I was suddenly overwhelmed by the same helplessness I experienced at the crossroads. That day, I broke my promise and left Samantha behind, all in the hopes of seeing my Leon again. But instead, I ended up losing both of them. "Come on, Adrian, get a grip of yourself," I dragged a hand down my face. Just because Leon was gone doesn't mean Samantha was al
Samantha's P.O. V “One, two, three…” Immediately I reached “four,” I lifted my right arm and left foot off the floor, holding it for a few minutes. “Five”, I lowered them down and repeated on the other side, lifting my left arm and right leg. There was still a slight pull in my abdomen, but it wasn't enough to keep me bedridden. I opened my closet and selected a few clothes, hoping a quick bath would give me some much-needed relief. And sure enough, stepping back into my bedroom, I felt exactly that. “Not bad at all," I giggled, taking one last look at my reflection, which seemed to have improved a lot, all thanks to Melissa's medication. Just as I was about to leave, something caught my attention, making me pause. I reached up, picked out a single strand of hair, and examined it closely. The strand was a mix of black and white, forming light silver.I stared a







