LOGINGEORGINA'S POV, “It means maybe we shouldn't be doing this at all,” he said, with a serious expression on his face. And for a second I thought I misheard him. There was no way he would be talking like that for long. He grew up in luxury, with servants, and an endless flow of money to fulfil all
GEORGINA'S POV, As I opened the door, the house smelled like decay. I noticed it the second I stepped inside. I wanted to leave instead of stepping further inside because the damp air clung to my skin, thick with the scent of rot and neglect. The floor creaked under my heels as I moved further in
ELENA'S POV, “So you think someone let him in. Deliberately.” He stated, and it somehow made me feel extremely happy to see that he didn't present it like a question. “The guards let in a stranger to your quarters without informing Joyce or me about it. That's not a good sign. I specifically asked
ELENA'S POV, After my sudden meeting with the handsome stranger that night, morning came too quickly. I didn't sleep much, and whatever little rest I was able to get in between, it felt shallow, constantly interrupted by the same image replaying in my mind. Every time the stranger was standing un
ELENA'S POV, The pack house had gone quiet hours ago, but sleep refused to come. I sat by the window in the room Joyce had given me, watching the last traces of rain cling to the glass before sliding down in uneven lines. The storm had passed, but it had left something behind. Not in the sky, but
ELENA'S POV, “It wasn’t just a claim,” Andrew cut in, his voice firm enough to stop the speculation before it could spiral. He leaned forward slightly, his hands resting on the table as his gaze swept across the room again, anchoring their attention back to him. “I had my spies look into it after E
ELENA'S POV, His arms were wrapped around me, they were heavy but not suffocating. I blinked, feeling nauseous due to the faint glow of morning light passing through the heavy curtains on the balcony and his tight grip. I tried to move a little, to fix my clothes before pulling away from him.
I thought he would leave the room like other days, but he stayed, even when I was on the bed, and Ollie put her head on my arms. He remained, leaning against the wall near the bookshelf, listening quietly as I read to her. I kept my eyes on the book, making sure not to raise my head because I didn't
“I wouldn’t be standing here if I weren’t certain.” My voice didn’t shake, even though I heard the pulse roaring in my ears. “President Ryan threatened me in front of the Shadow Pack when I asked my Luna to return home. She was crying, so I believe the President is possibly keeping her from returnin
ELENA'S POV,Julian was standing in the center of the room, holding his head high and jaws clenched like he was preparing for a war. He was looking down at everyone inside, like he owned the place, and his hands were balled into tight fists at his sides. He was loud, and his words echoed across the







