LOGINELENA'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, Joyce's pack house was warmer than I expected, but it didn't ease the weight sitting on my chest. The storm had followed us for a long part of the way, rattling against the windows before fading into a steady drizzle. It was as if the sky itself had grown tired of helping me for this
ELENA'S POV, The rain didn't let up—it hammered harder, soaking my coat to the skin. The wind was blowing just as harshly, plastering my hair to my face as cold rivulets snaked down my neck. No one budged, not even an inch despite the heavy rain. They stayed frozen on their knees as little puddl
ELENA'S POV, The jet shuddered as its wheels touched the Lycan lands, a jolt that mirrored the knot twisting in my gut. I was finally home, after spending years in foreign soil, yet it felt more like stepping into a cage. Hours had blurred since Ryan faded behind the palace gates, but his words
LAUREN’S POV,Elena’s smile faltered, and in that small flicker of confusion, I saw my opening. People reveal more in silence than they ever do with words in their lives, and I have always been quick to catch it. It was one of the things my mother taught me as a girl.Elena didn't understand me, or
ELENA’S POV,Ollie carefully packed one of her gifts, a plushie bunny she received from Ryan, into a box she had found in the living room cupboard. She was humming to herself as she tied the box with a colorful ribbon, which in itself was a very strange behaviour from her. That's why no one disturbe
ELENA’S POV,Lauren's sharp words echoed in my ears long after she left.I sat there in the lobby, waiting for Ryan while my brain kept thinking over her words, even when I didn't want to. I was exhausted and hungry, my body felt unnecessarily heavy, and I wanted to close my eyes and fall asleep for
The kiss had only awakened what I was trying so desperately to bury inside myself. I groaned under my breath, wiping my hands with the kitchen towel before dragging them down my face. The green onions, bell peppers, tomatoes, cucumbers, carrots, and beetroot were done, and I only needed to chop a fe







