Clara sat in her living room, feeling exhausted after her session with Dr. Olivia. "So, tell me, how did it go? Dr. Olivia is quite intriguing and amazing, isn't she?" Clara's mother, Dr. Ellen, asked. "Well, you can add 'lunatic' to her list of admirable qualities," Clara retorted. "What? That's a harsh thing to say. I thought I raised you better than this," Dr. Ellen responded, unimpressed by Clara's attitude. "I'm sorry, Mom, but I think her methods are completely crazy. How on earth does she suggest that meeting up with the wolf I saw in the woods will help stop my nightmares?" Clara explained, her frustration evident. Her mother was taken aback by Clara's words. "She said that?" Dr. Ellen inquired, wanting to ensure she had heard her daughter correctly. "Yes, she did. Seriously, are you sure she's even a qualified therapist?" Clara said, sinking into the couch. Dr. Ellen pondered for a moment. "Well, if she believes it will help, I think we should give it a try. We might ne

Vivian gently placed her hand on Damian's chest, her touch radiating warmth and compassion. "There is a soul in this body, Eric, even though you try to hide it from the world. They may see you as a monster, but that's not who you truly are. I know, deep in my heart, that you have a good heart," she said, her voice filled with conviction and tenderness. Damian despised the vulnerability he felt in that moment, as if his walls were crumbling. It made him feel weak, exposed to emotions he had long suppressed. "I have to go," he said abruptly, his voice tinged with a mixture of frustration and inner turmoil. He walked past her, his steps heavy with a silent struggle, and opened the door, allowing the outside world to swallow him whole. He left the building, seeking solace in solitude. Mathias found himself transported to an unfamiliar world, a place that seemed to exist in a different time altogether. The architecture was strikingly different, the buildings possessing an unusual design,

Mathias listened attentively to the controlling spell being uttered by the witch, Señorita Adrianna Sebastián, and recognized it for what it was—an attempt to manipulate and control someone's actions. It became evident that the person she was attempting to control, however, was a force even more formidable than her. As the spell took its toll, her body began to fail, blood seeping from her eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and even her skin. The spell was killing her, yet she persisted, unwavering in her determination. Mathias's focus shifted back to the man, who had now reached the village. Despite the intense struggle, it appeared that he was on the verge of breaking free from the spell. It dawned on Mathias that this must be the one whom Señorita Adrianna Sebastián sought to control—an extraordinary being, none other than Eric Damian, Clara's father and a powerful vampire. Eric Damian was close to breaking free from the spell when Lucian, accompanied by his alpha and fellow pack members,

Time: 10:15 PM Location: Lucian's mansion The huge door, made of glass with golden lining, swung open wide for Adams to enter. Two of Lucian's men stood on either side, their suspicious gazes following his every move. Adams strode into the sitting room with a hint of confidence in his steps, unaffected by the stares. Vincent, the prominent wolf among them, locked eyes with him, but Adams paid no attention. He pressed forward, heading straight for his room. "Adams!" his name called out from behind just as he reached for the doorknob. He halted and turned in the direction of the voice. Vincent approached him with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. Adams felt an intense urge to wipe that smile off his adversary's face with a single blow. "You called my name, which means you have something to say. So, why don't you go ahead and say it?" Adams said, his impatience evident. Vincent scoffed, his arrogance oozing. "Well, you're right. I have something to say to you. Actually, it'

Watching Clara kissing Adams was one of the most heart-wrenching moments Mathias had ever experienced. He felt his heart crumble, making it nearly impossible to breathe properly. Every beat resonated with a deep ache. And the worst part was that as they passionately locked lips, Adams occasionally directed a piercing gaze towards Mathias, conveying a silent message: She Belongs To Me. Back Off. Mathias couldn't bear to witness it any longer. Overwhelmed by emotional turmoil, he was a whirlwind of sadness and seething rage. It felt as though the intensity of his emotions could consume the entire school. Unable to endure the pain, he decided to leave, catching a train home. Clara, lost in her connection with Adams, failed to notice his absence, too consumed by the passion enveloping her. "I missed you so much," Adams whispered to her, his voice filled with longing and affection. He sealed his words with a tender kiss planted on her forehead. "I missed you more," Clara replied, a war