Eva's POV. I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, as Renna’s words played on a loop in my head.He’s starving...I hadn’t even realized I was still lost in thought when the door opened, and his scent filled my nostrils immediately. He walked in, tall and composed, dressed in a black tuxedo that fit his sculpted frame like sin itself and goodness, his hair… ruffled in the way that looked both intentional and effortless.I had seen him all dressed up when he left to get some things ready but it still felt like it was the first time I was setting my eyes on him today. My feet moved before my mind caught up.I was already up, already running across the room, and wrapped my arms tightly around his torso when his arms instinctively caught me.“Whoa,” he chuckled, tilting his head to look down at me. “What’s the occasion?”I hugged tighter, burying my face into the firmness of his chest.“Can’t I just hug my husband whenever I want?” I said, pulling back just enough to look at him.O
Eva's POV. The stylists finally stepped away, their final touches complete, I sat still facing the mirror, my eyes sweeping slowly across my reflection with a wide smile on my face. The dress was red colored, with off-shoulder sleeves, hugging my curves like it had been stitched for my body alone. My hair was pinned elegantly with curled tendrils framing my face, and for once, I saw a woman who looked like she belonged beside a man like Nicklaus.Still, I couldn’t shake the butterflies in my stomach.The party was tonight.Everything we’d been planning was in motion, every secret, every threat, was coming to an end. Nicklaus had sent out invitations to every household two days ago. The entire pack would be present, unknowingly stepping into a trap paved with wine and truth herbs.I should’ve felt triumphant. But instead, I found myself pressing a hand over my chest to calm the thudding of my heart.I couldn’t wait for it to be over, for us to have peace again, just Nicklaus and me.
Eva's POV.Descending the staircase with Nicklaus’s hand grabbing mine firmly felt like walking into a dream I didn’t want to wake up from. It had only been a few days since he was gone, but those days had stretched like eternity, but now, with the warmth of his palm in mine and the strength of his presence beside me, it was almost as if the storm had passed... almost.My brows furrowed voluntary as we stepped into the dining hall, a young lady sat at the end of the long table, sipping delicately from a wine glass, her back was to us at first, but the moment we approached, she turned, and I instantly recognized her face, she was the lady I saw beside Nicklaus few minutes ago when he returned. I hadn't paid any attention to her then but looking properly now, I had to admit, she was breathtaking.Her hair was long, ashen brown with washing past her shoulders in soft waves, she wasn’t intimidating, not in the obvious way, but rather effortlessly regal.She stood immediately upon sightin
Eva's POV.I sat by the window, my arms wrapped tightly around myself as I stared out at the cloud heavy sky, my heart pounding hard against my chest.Four days.It had been four whole days.Nicklaus was supposed to return on the third. That was what he said, what I’d held on to. But now we were on the fourth, and there was no sign of him, no call, no message.And the silence was beginning to eat me alive.I hadn’t been able to sleep the night before. I tossed and turned endlessly, hugging his pillow like it could magically bring me comfort, but all it did was remind me of the emptiness beside me. My eyes felt puffy, my skin dull, and my nerves were on the edge. It was as though I was walking on hot coals all day long, waiting for something to snap. And worse, far worse than the silence was the way Lady Isabella’s voice kept playing over and over in my head. "What will the pack think when they find out you’re wolfless?"The fear curled tightly around my chest every time I thought ab
Eva's POV.I sat alone at the dining table, a warm cup cradled between my palms, and a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I replayed yesterday’s confrontation with Nuela.God, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.It felt like a victory. Not just because I’d handled her with so much confidence, but because I hadn’t needed Nicklaus to fight for me. I hadn’t hidden behind him or waited for someone else to defend me. I had done it... me, Eva, the girl they once used to shove into corners and cry like she was nothing.I tore a piece of pastry and popped it into my mouth, chewing slowly as I relived every expression Nuela made, from smug to seething to speechless. A soft chuckle slipped from my lips.“Let’s see how long it takes her to recover from that,” I whispered to myself.Just then, the door creaked open and I heard footsteps towards the dining. I glanced up, expecting one of the maids with fruits that I had requested for, But instead, I saw a maid approaching, without th
Eva's POV.It was just the second day.Just the second day without Nicklaus.And I was already unraveling.Every second crawled. Every minute stretched longer than the last. It felt like the world had slowed down just to taunt me. The entire mansion felt… off. I stared at the ceiling from where I lay, the silence too loud in my ears. My fingers tapped nervously against the sheets. I hated how restless I felt. I hated that I couldn’t just distract myself with something simple. I needed air. I needed something... anything that made me feel connected to him.Then, suddenly, the idea came.The training ground.Of course.He spent hours there, sparring, training his guards, testing new weapons. The place still reeked of his energy.. of his presence. And more importantly, it was always secured. His personal guards patrolled the area like hawks. If I wanted air, without the risk of running into Alonzo or any other lurking shadows, that was the place.I didn’t waste another second.I slip