The Goddess and The Alpha Mate

Daxel Ace-I was looking through the latest budget report of our pack when a loud knock on the door took my attention away from the files I was looking at. "Isn't it too early for the mail?"“Come in.” Telling whoever was behind the door to invite themselves in before putting away the file neatly in my right side drawer. When the black oakwood door of my office opened, I saw the mail officer of my pack– Ellio– cautiously walking inside. He's holding a big brown box with both of his hands a golden envelope sat right on top of it."Good Morning, Alpha Daxel," Ellio greeted, bowing his head as a sign of respect," I was passing by when I saw this outside of the pack house's door."He set the box on the table carefully, eyeing them with curiosity.I nodded my head while eyeing the golden envelope. 'What could it be?' I heard my wolf, Ace, say. It surely wasn't an explosive bomb as anyone would be smart enough to know that it was a death trap to send me one, especially in broad dayligh

BellezzaEzza-When I woke up, the sun had already set. And the only source of light inside the apartment was coming from the moon itself. It took me quite a few seconds for a thought to shake me to my core — and then suddenly, it hit me."Shit! How long did I sleep for?"I scuffled up from the floor, losing my balance from jerking my bones and muscles up all of a sudden. I stabilized myself, as the soreness from the carpeted floor hit my consciousness— my back and neck were aching numb from laying down and falling asleep the wrong way. When I had finally gained some lead with my own body, I rushed towards the light switch as I tied my hair in a bun, some of my hair strands were escaping it. I have totally forgotten about my exams— I still have to study. I know that I would not have enough time to actually go through everything, but a small portion of ideas and reviews was still better than nothing at all. However, I still wished that I hadn't fallen asleep for nearly 8 hours!Direc

BellezzaEzza—"Hey! You!"'Is he talking to me?' That was what I thought in my mind. I mean, he can't be, right?I continued walking, my pace picking up as my skirt gently flew from my brisk walk. I could feel my heartbeat growing at a pace with each step I was taking forward. I heard footsteps close to me— following me even. 'Am I about to die?'My knees were slowly softening, my palms were clamping, and my chin trembling. Horror was how I'd describe it, but that was not even close enough. I kept repeating 'please, it can't be me' inside my head, muttering it even.My surroundings were quiet and lonely, all of a sudden. The once busy street was now emptied of people or stores— everything just disappeared around me. I tried to tell myself that it was all in my head and this was actually not happening in real life— but I was more than wrong.A foggy black smoke slowly hugged me in, and all of a sudden my skin felt cold. I felt empty, as if I was about to faint.Just as when I was abou

I raised my eyebrows, as my whole face scrunched at how spooked she was by the cuts. My simple thought was that she just didn't like seeing blood— however, it turned out to be something that was a lot more different… and complicated.I tried to take my arms from her, but her grip on them was tight to the point where it was starting to hurt. I cringed in pain— I was sure that she didn't mean it and was totally unconsciously doing it— so instead, I answered her question in hopes that she would let go of my hand."There was a guy— actually, two of them," I tried to let out through gritted teeth trying to suppress the pain that I was feeling, as I watched the expression on her face change."What guys?!" The old lady freaked out— finally dropping my hand, as I swear that her eyes changed colors; however, it could also be just my imagination, "what do you mean guys?! Where did you see them?!""They were kind of weird. They were dressed up like they came out of a medieval painting. And their

BellezzaEzza ———The moment I gained my consciousness back, I was no longer outside of the library— instead, I was looking directly at a glistening pearly white chandelier with its lights and candles turned off. The ceiling was cream colored and the rest of the room was dark. No sign of light nor brightness anywhere, aside from the light coming through the gap at the bottom of the tall oak door. I did not know where I was nor do I remember anything at all before I passed out. All I knew and all I could remember was that I was rushing out of the library and I bumped into a group of people. And soon after that, I lost my consciousness and could not remember anything else.I grounded myself and felt the softness of the mattress beneath me, the lightness of the cotton blanket placed on top of me, and the deepening, sinking feeling of my head against the bouncy pillow covered with a piece of silk fabric.And then it hits me, this is not my room nor was it any room that I recognize at all