ログインThe shopping centre was filled with bright lights reflecting off the glass storefronts. Soft music drifted through the air, blending with the sounds of footsteps and passing conversations.Amidst it all, Daisy walked with hands that were never truly empty. Her steps were light, as if she were floating. She moved from one boutique to another and from one floor to the next without hesitation. She chose dresses, shoes, bags and jewellery quickly, as if buying required neither time nor thought.The boutique attendants welcomed her as the type of customer who asked very few questions. A single glance and touch were enough for an item to be added to her shopping list.One attendant approached her with a professional smile. “Our latest collection is at the back, Miss.”Daisy gave a slight nod. “Show me.”Soon afterwards, she stood before a large mirror wearing a black dress with a simple yet elegant cut. She tilted her head slightly and studied her reflection. A faint smile lifted her lips.
Darkness, devoid of sound or sensation. Only emptiness stretched endlessly, calm yet suffocating in its own way.Yoren was there, but he was not fully aware of it. Time seemed to stand still—or perhaps it moved, but left no trace—until something reached him. A small gap appeared in the darkness, faint and almost imperceptible, but enough to draw his attention back.His breath, heartbeat and the heavy sensation in his body returned one by one. Yoren’s eyelids moved slowly before finally opening. Light greeted him—not bright, but enough to make him frown slightly—and revealed a different view. He saw an unfamiliar ceiling painted in clean white.Yoren did not move right away. He fixed his gaze on the ceiling for several seconds, trying to understand what he was seeing. It was not his room.The realisation hit him all at once. In the next fraction of a second, everything returned: the Aurelion Residence and Eirene.Yoren let out a long breath and wondered. How long was I asleep?His body
The room fell silent again after Kyla left. The door closed tightly behind her, leaving an endless stillness in its wake.Eirene was alone, lost in her thoughts. She didn’t move immediately after declining Kyla’s offer of a morning snack—she hadn’t really enjoyed breakfast earlier. Her body remained where it was, near the large window with its half-drawn curtains. Several long minutes passed before she finally blinked and moved to sit on the chair.Eirene clasped her hands together in her lap, her fingers unable to stay completely still. A subtle tremor crept into the depths of her chest, not from the cold but from within herself. She felt a restlessness that she couldn't put into words. Her mind hadn’t yet recovered from what had happened at Sabrina’s apartment, and now she was forced to confront something even more perplexing.Eirene lowered her head. Her breath caught for a moment before escaping in a long exhale. “What exactly happened to Alpha?” she murmured softly, almost inaudi
The upper-floor corridor of the Aurelion Residence was quieter than usual. Footsteps sounded soft and muffled, thanks to the thick carpet stretching from end to end.Fabrizio paused for a moment, then turned to Louise. “Doctor, there's something I need to discuss with Kyla,” he said. “Would you mind waiting for a while?”“Not at all,” Louise replied, shaking her head slightly. “I’ll wait for you, Beta. Go ahead.”Fabrizio nodded briefly, then let Louise head towards the sitting room—a comfortable place to wait, yet still within reach if needed at any moment. “Kyla,” he called to the woman standing behind him. “I want to speak with you and Daxton.”“Yes, Beta,” Kyla answered.A few minutes later, they moved to a small room on the north-east side. It was simple, containing only a small table, several chairs and a monitor screen that was currently turned off.Fabrizio did not waste time. “I want to ask you about the attack that night,” he said as soon as the door closed. His voice was ca
Yoren did not wait any longer. His decision came without pause or prolonged consideration, as if his body had already chosen the direction before his mind could catch up. He pushed aside the blanket and stepped down from the medical bed.The floor of the treatment room felt cold against his still-weakened feet. Yet he did not stop. He stood.For a split second, Yoren’s balance wavered. His vision blurred briefly. His body tilted slightly forward before—Fabrizio was already at his side. “Alpha!” he called sharply, reaching out quickly. He grasped Yoren’s arm firmly but gently.Yoren froze for a moment. His breath hitched. Then, he slowly pulled his arm away from Fabrizio’s grasp—not roughly, but clearly. He stood up straight, as if forcing his body to obey his will. “We're going to the Aurelion Residence now,” he said flatly.His voice carried no hesitation or room for refusal. His intent was absolute.Fabrizio did not respond immediately. Instead, he stepped back to give Yoren space,
The night passed without Osmond getting any proper rest. He woke up more than once for no clear reason, with no disturbing noises or nightmares to explain it. His eyes simply opened in the darkness and stared at the ceiling while his mind continued to race as if it were still daytime.Osmond’s body was very tired. Yet that exhaustion never turned into sleep.He simply lay there in silence. He waited for time to pass and for morning to come. He waited for his mind to give in, but it never did.When the alarm finally rang, Osmond was already half awake. He neither startled nor complained. He slowly moved his hand to turn it off, then stared blankly for a few seconds.A new day had begun, but he felt no sense of freshness. Osmond got out of bed without enthusiasm. His movements were controlled and his morning routine—showering, dressing and having a light breakfast—continued as usual, but without full awareness. Everything was done flawlessly, yet he was not truly alive.Osmond’s thought
Naomi was standing behind the main reception desk when she heard the sound of high heels approaching. She did not even need to look up to know who was coming. The overpowering scent of expensive perfume, the confident stride and the air that caused the guards at the front entrance to straighten u
Yoren's face hardened. With firm emphasis, he said, “I'm fine.”His words were brief and flat, almost like an order for the conversation to end there and then. However, Ruth was not fooled. She could see that he was unwell, so she decided to stay. Instead, she stood before him,
Eirene froze. Her steps halted at the edge of the dim pavement. The streetlights cast a pale reflection over the rain-damp asphalt from the late-afternoon shower, yet she could barely see anything except one thing: the car speeding straight towards her, far too fast and far too close.Eire
Eirene did not actually leave immediately after her conversation with Bradley that night. She tried to hold on, convincing herself that she was strong enough to not return. She was old enough to not be tied to a house that had never truly accepted her. However, that resolve always crumbled whenev







