LOGINZoe stepped out of the car and stared up at the restaurant in front of her. Soft golden lights illuminated the building, glass windows reflecting the city skyline, and elegant décor visible even from outside. She raised an eyebrow. “Wow… this looks expensive.” Zack walked around the car and opened her door properly, offering his hand. “It is.”
Zoe
Zoe stood in the centre of the Red Water Pack living room, her chest rising and falling as her mind pieced everything together: Jacob, Mario, the attack, the disappearance, then it clicked. Her eyes sharpened. “I think I know where Jacob is.” Lucas immediately stepped forward “Where?” Zoe turned toward him, “The old northern ridge,” she said.“The one near the abandoned ravine. He always goes there when he needs to think… or when he’s injured and doesn’t want the pack to see.” Lucas cursed under his breath, “That makes sense.” Zoe didn’t waste another second “The pack is in chaos right now,” she continued quickly. “We need to stabilise things.” Lucas nodded.“Agreed.” Zoe pointed toward the door “You stay here.” Lucas frowned. “What?”
The hallway felt too small, too quiet, too wrong. Zoe stood frozen for half a second after James finished speaking, the name Mario echoing in her mind like a warning bell. Then everything inside her snapped into focus. “I need to leave”, James blinked. “What?”“I need to go to Red Water.” Her voice was steady, certain. Behind her, Zack’s footsteps quickened. “Zoe—” She turned toward him, her eyes already burning with urgency. “I need to help Jacob.” Zack stopped a few feet away, his expression hardening immediately. “It’s dangerous.”“I don’t care.”“You can’t just leave—”“I don’t
The next three days blurred together; time didn’t exist, the outside world didn't exist, the cabin became their entire universe, heat, bond connection. Celeste and Zeus were finally in sync- no hesitation. And for those three days, Zoe stopped thinking. There was no morning, no night, no responsibilities, no past, not even the question that had haunted Zoe for a long time, because for the first time in what felt like forever, Zoe stopped thinking.They were… aligned, perfect, and that changed everything because Zoe felt it in every breath, every touch and heartbeat. The bond wasn't just there anymore; it had wrapped around her. Three days...three days where the world disappeared, where everything between them burned away, leaving only what was real.On the fourth day, Zoe woke slowly, the silence was the first thing she noticed, just quiet and peaceful, and her body fe
The moment they stepped out of the restaurant, the cool night air hit Zoe’s skin—but it did nothing to calm the storm inside her. Zack’s jaw was tight as he opened the car door for her. “I swear,” he said, his voice low and controlled, “I will talk to Angela and Joel.”Zoe slid into the passenger seat, crossing her arms. “You should.” Zack shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side “If she behaves like that again,” he continued as he started the engine, “I’ll send her away from the pack.” Zoe didn’t respond immediately. Part of her was still furious, part of her was exhausted, and another part…was distracted.Something was changing; she shifted slightly in her seat, Zack noticed insta
Zoe stepped out of the car and stared up at the restaurant in front of her. Soft golden lights illuminated the building, glass windows reflecting the city skyline, and elegant décor visible even from outside. She raised an eyebrow. “Wow… this looks expensive.” Zack walked around the car and opened her door properly, offering his hand. “It is.”Zoe took his hand and stepped out, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. He smirked slightly. “Well… I own it.” Zoe stopped mid-step. “You’re joking.”“I’m not.” She looked at him again, genuinely surprised. “Of course you do,” she muttered. Zack chuckled and led her inside.The atmosphere inside was even m
The room smelled faintly of perfume and hairspray as Zoe stood in front of the mirror while Jessica circled her like a very focused stylist. “Stop moving,” Jessica said, holding Zoe’s chin gently. “I’m not moving.”“You are breathing.”“Jessica…” Jessica stepped back and admired her work. “There.” Zoe looked into the mirror. Her black dress hugged her figure perfectly, the soft fabric outlining every curve without being overly revealing. The slit along her leg showed just enough skin when she moved, and the heels made her legs look long and elegant.Jessica had kept the makeup simple —just enough foundation to smooth her skin, a light blush —but her eyes—Jessica had made them pop. Dark liner framed Zoe&rsqu







