LOGINMy heart rate immediately speeds up.Acting as if I didn't see anything, I type on my phone and immediately forward it to Allister.Me: “[She has a gun]”Allister replies almost immediately.Allister: “[Don’t be afraid, Bloom. It’s just for protection, she won't hurt you.]”I immediately heave a sigh of relief.So, this is going to be my new life; having a housekeeper with a tactical background, amongst other things.Interesting.As the housekeeper removes her coat, I notice she is carrying a medium-sized shopping bag filled with fresh veggies.“I’m Emelda, Ma'am,” she introduces herself properly. “I graduated from a five-star, multiple award-winning culinary school, and I also attended a hospitality school as well. I’m good at my job, and I am a great cook.”“It’s nice to meet you, Emelda,” I reply. “Are you the one who stuck up my fridge?”She nods, her eyes crinkling with warmth. “Yes, Alpha Allister asked me to do so. I hope you don’t mind, ma'am?”“Absolutely not,” I reply, alrea
~Rhea~After what feels like an eternity of darkness and pain, the truck finally stops.Bolts get pulled back, and the heavy doors open again.The wolf who poured water on me earlier steps into the truck, and his rough hands grab me again, dragging me violently from the vehicle. My wolf is weak and trembling within me, and can barely muster the strength to growl.I knock over the plate containing the nauseating green vegetables they kept as my food, as he drags me down.Once we get down, the familiar scent of our surroundings hits me immediately. I've been here before… that one time when Allister brought me over to identify a male wolf who attacked me because I refused his advances.This is Allister’s dungeon. I’ve never been inside before. When he brought me here, he didn’t let me inside. He simply kept me outside while his enforcer, Marcus, brought the wolf out to me to identify.Almost every Silver Valley Pack member has heard of the existence of Allister’s dungeons.This is where
~Helena Hearst~I watch my son from across his living room, concern gnawing at my gut. Dominic is losing his mind right before my eyes, and it's all because of the silly girl, Jessica White.When his friends, Tommy and Nox, told me about his current condition, I didn’t believe them.I’d thought they were just making things up or over exaggerating until now.“Dominic, who were you talking to just now?” I ask my son, approaching him carefully as there have been reports of him attacking his friends when they try to approach him hurriedly or forcefully.He looks up, his eyes bright with an unnatural happiness that sends chills down my spine.“Mom,” he calls me, and that gives me some calm, knowing that he recognizes me at least.“It’s Jess, I was speaking to Jess. She went to the kitchen to make a healthy soup for my stomach. She’ll be right back.”Oh, dear goddess! My son is indeed crazy.He’s been like this all week,” Tommy explains beside me, and my heart sinks.“His wolf is encouragi
~Jess~With Gracie’s case settled, I focus squarely on moving out of my apartment before Dominic Hearst gets back to start harassing me again.I’ve moved Gracie back to the home I put her in while she was pregnant and sent the home more money with the instruction to care for and pay attention to Gracie’s needs until she is strong, healthy, and stable enough for moving into the next phase of her life, which I will be helping her with.With Allister seriously busy with Pelton Oxad’s case, which seems to be looking bigger than we had quite thought, as lots of big names have now been roped into the case, I hired a discreet moving company affiliated with Allister and enlisted Stephanie’s to pack my belongings since Agnes and Ursula were busy.It took almost the whole day for Stephanie and me to finish parking. The next day, the movers took over.I watch the movers carefully carry the last of my suitcases toward the door. Though I’m eager to leave this place behind, something about closing
~Rhea~The scent of blood mixed with a sickeningly chemical smell that I recognize as wolfsbane residue fills my nose as I open my eyes.I gag, my stomach churning with the offensive smell. With as much strength as I can muster, I kick the filthy blanket wrapped around my body away, watching it slide across the metal floor.Overcome, cold, misery, and the pain I feel as a result of my taped mouth, I weep, my soft cries swallowed by the loud rocking of whatever I’m inside.I look around slowly, realizing that I’m inside a truck, a sealed truck.The weather is so cold that my body is shaking. The hard metal floor feels like ice against my skin.The temperature continues to drop, and I begin to shiver. Soon, the shivering becomes uncontrollable, and I’m forced to reach for the foul-smelling blanket I previously kicked away.With trembling hands, I pull it around my shoulders, muttering quiet swear words at the men who kidnapped me.The journey is agonizing. Every bump in the road sends
Gracie lets out a shaky breath, her fingers holding tight to mine.For a moment, there’s quiet, just her heavy breathing.Then, she whispers with trembling lips, “I wish they were here.”My chest tightens.“I wish the parents were here to see and experience their baby coming into the world…” she continues, her voice breaking.Tears slide down her face now.“I don’t even know why their absence hurts so much,” she admits softly. “But it does…”I sigh, regretting that I didn’t tell her about them all along. I'd been waiting for the green light from Lawyer Calista, which she gave me a couple of days ago, and I planned to speak to Gracie about them today, after her antenatal.But I guess the Moon goddess has better plans.“Gracie…” I call her, my voice gentler now. “The child’s parents,” I continue carefully. “We’ve found them.”Her brows pull together.“What?”“They came last week.”The room goes still. Even Stephanie shifts beside me, her surprise palpable.“You… you never told me,” Grac
“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
A beautiful sunny day at “Sugar Treats” with my best girls has me smiling nonstop.“Well, at least now they know not to mess with us, else I ruin their skull with a bottle of expensive wine,” Agnes’s voice towers above Ursula’s.“Oh, please, you were literally shaking like baby fish,” Ursula jabs a
“Leave her the fuck alone,” Agnes snaps. “The boys were masked for the goddess’s sake. And, like I already told you when I gave my statement, Ursula and I had just gotten inside the car when these boys appeared from nowhere with a damn cleaver. People started running helter-skelter. Ursula and I ha
Once I step into my room, the feeling of nostalgia hits me.Olga places my bags in the wardrobe and tries to speak to me about what transpired downstairs with Sarah, but I shut her down.“I don’t want to hear it, Olga.”She nods and finally shuts the door behind her. I click the bolt and lie face-f







