LOGIN~Cicero~I’m pacing the room for what feels like the hundredth time, my eyes keep drifting toward the bed, wondering when she will wake.I’ve taken the precaution to bind her wrists together and tie them up against the bedframe.Now, I'm wondering if I did the right thing.“Damn it,” I mutter, dragging a hand down my face.If only everything had happened as we planned it. Jessica white was supposed to help us. She was supposed to be our strong connection to Allister Blackwaters.But with both of them now separated, every plan we built crumbled. Now, we have to find a solution to our problem from somewhere else, and that made me decide to continue my path with Thryssa, who, at this moment, is the only person who can get my Pack what we need."Alpha," one of my men calls as he enters the room. "Everything is ready." He adds. “The transport team is waiting." His eyes shift to the unconscious Jessica White. "Do you want us to move the prisoner now?"I look at Jess again. Not sure I wante
~Jess~I have no idea how long I've been here.Days, maybe weeks.Time no longer means anything inside this place.There are no windows, sunlight, or moonlight. Just stone walls, damp air, and darkness that seems to stretch forever.The only way I know time is passing is because someone brings me food once every day.At least, I think it's every day. I can't be sure anymore since I've stopped trying to count.I sit against the cold wall and pull my knees to my chest.Every part of my body aches, but my heart aches the most, especially when I remember Sebastian. The thought of him alone makes tears sting my eyes.I still can't believe that the person I trusted, the person who stood beside me all these years, the one who promised to always protect me, is behind this.Every time I think about it, it feels like someone is ripping my chest open.Slowly, I force myself to stand.My legs tremble slightly as I turn to the guard at my cell entrance. He’s standing there, rigid, like a statue."
“I need you to let Jess go,” I tell Doctor Philip, pretending to believe this picture must be recent.“What…we-we-we don’t have her. She was released to you. This-this…fuck!” he curses.“Alpha, listen, this isn’t what it seems like. It’s a long story. If you let me explain, you will understand-”“Go ahead,” I interrupted him. “I’ve got all day.”He goes on to share what happened between him, his brother, and Jess, and the fact that Jess had promised to help them through me, as my Luna.Knowing that the love of my life kept their identity hidden from me because of their own safety made my heart swell with pride.I knew she wouldn’t do the things Angel thought she did.But that brings me to a question: who then is trying to frame her? Who desperately wants her to go down?How did the picture on this table get out? Who took it and why?It's as if my thoughts and those of Philip are going in the same direction because our attention goes back to the photograph at once, and he lets out swea
This coffee shop is one of the few hidden gems we have in Silver Valley. I remember discovering the place years ago when they recently opened their doors to the public.Since then, I’ve had Leo order my coffee here mostly because of their use of traditional ingredients.Choosing here to meet with the Varkai prince was a great idea, and sitting here, disguised with glasses and a face cap while sipping moringa tea seems relaxing enough, especially with all the chaos going on in my life.The seat beside me gets rattled, and a fellow face cap and sunglasses lover, sits right beside me.I bring down my mug just a bit and take a slow view of my sitting partner.“Can I help you?” I ask, in a very calm voice.He slowly pulls away his glasses and drags his face cap up a bit to show his face before putting them back in place.Well, isn’t that shocking?The very man my fiancée introduced to me as her friend, the very man who saved my life when I battled a gunshot wound from a heavily coated silv
"But there is-” before he can finish speaking, Leo storms inside.His usually calm appearance is gone. His face is pale, and he looks terrified and very worried.Immediately, my instincts go on alert. "What happened?" I ask him.He looks from me to Angel. "It's Jess, Alpha," he replies."What about Miss Jess?" worry clouds me so much that I’m even surprised my voice came out steady.Leo swallows. "I just received information regarding Sarah White. She was out on a vacation with Miss Jess. She was found on the floor, shot and bleeding out."My wolf immediately stirs, almost to the surface, his protective instincts surging forward at the mention of Jess, probably in real danger."She's currently being treated at Greymark Medical Center." Leo continues. “But the big issue is that Miss Jess is nowhere to be found. We believe she has either been abducted..." he lowers his voice, "Or killed."Everything inside me stops. For one horrifying second, nothing exists.There is just rage, fear, an
Angel’s voice is calm when he says, "All of this means that Miss White just needed the surrogate lawyer released because the lawyer is a priority for whoever she's working with. And I believe she’s working with the Varkai princes."My gaze drops to the photographs with one of the princes again. I need to have that meeting as soon as possible.Though there is a high chance that the meeting with the prince would be a sort of setup to harm me, I need to be present.If they took Jess again, then I need to find a way to reach out to her and have her speak to me…explain to me what exactly is going on because I don’t believe anything Angel is saying, yet."Think about it, Alpha.” Angel continues speaking. “She refused to tell you who kidnapped her," he says. "Doesn't that make sense now?"I frown as I slowly begin to recall something Beshar Gabret told me during my last visit to his Park. He said one of the Varkai princes is a highly skilled doctor.Jess is a doctor as well. Is any of that a
~Rhea~Celine Blackwaters voice reaches me where I stand eavesdropping on her conversation with Grandma Regi.“I do not know what else you want from me when the person involved already made his choice.” She tells Grandma.“She is not the right woman for him,” Grandma Regi insists. “Celine, look aro
Philip’s eyes widen questionably at me, and just to be clear, I nod and reply, “Yes, Allister is my Fiancé. Now we have to go. I’ll see you around, Phil.”“Sure,” he lets out, looking like gallons of energy have been sucked out of him.
The street light turns green, but Allister doesn’t move the car right away.“You don’t have to lean on me every time,” he says gently. “Just… don’t lock me out of your life.”His thumb brushes over my knuckles, slowly.“You have me. You’ve always had me.” He hums reassuringly.His words are simple
“Officer,” Allister cuts in. “Miss White is my client. And if you want this issue thrashed out in court, then it’s fine. You already know we go all out for anyone under my law firm.”The police officer starts to stutter, making incoherent sentences.“Officer Dean, is it?” I ask, calling out the nam







