The sheer fabric of her white dress clung to her skin as the night breeze from the kitchen window blew in. Her hands shook as she poured herself another cup of black coffee. The only light in the room was from the glow of her phone screen and some of the garden lights that found their way inside the house from the open kitchen window. She didn't open any of her lights because she didn't want her landlady to know that she was still awake. She doesn’t want to sleep but her body, infused with too much caffeine, was already shaking. Her body started to feel tiredness and numbness from lack of sleep.She put down the coffee mug—afraid to break it too, just like the other mugs that are already in the trash bin. She knew that she had too much caffeine in her body and she must stop. And yet, the thought of falling asleep and being trapped in her nightmares was enough for her to pick up the cup of coffee despite the trembling of her hands and her body jerking to the crackl

"Do you know that Father is here?" She snarked at the other person on the line. “Larissa, you know that your father kept most things to himself and his Beta was under the same order. So, the answer is no! I don’t know if Alpha Aaron will be there!” He snarled back at her, agitated. Everyone in the pack knows what was the reason why Alpha Aaron kept on pestering his son that had already abandoned their pack. He wanted his son to take the position of the Alpha. Everyone in the pack would also agree that Eon is the best candidate to be their next Alpha. If only he had a Luna and he didn’t leave the pack for a long time. He has been working in the pack the best he could to be considered as a candidate. That’s the only way he could go up in the hierarchy of being an Alpha since he won’t win if he would do the traditional way of being an Alpha. Alpha Aaron isn’t famous and feared Alpha for nothing. It won’t be easy to take the position from him in a fight. Thus, he

Aaron didn't bother to knock on Eon's study. He pushed the door wide open, startling Eon who was on the phone. His eyes turned darker when he saw him back in his office. He must have been talking to someone important because even though his pupils were visibly shaking in anger, he didn't cut the phone conversation to snap him into two. He sat down on one of the two chairs in front of his son's massive desk. He just noticed that it's red oak. He didn't wait long for Eon to finish his call and as soon as he dropped the call, the table that he was admiring was flipped across the room. "Why are you back?" He asked, roaring. "Sit down!" He let his wolf come out and snarled at his own son. He acknowledges the fact that he has some fault with the death of his Luna but Eon has to understand that he did what he had to do to fulfill a wish of a dying person. He has to honor his words. It doesn't matter if Eon would hate him forever. Eon may be an Alpha but in t

“I’ll be on my way now, dear. Sorry for disturbing you.” Beatrice, this time, apologized sincerely. Lina sensing the change from Beatrice, took the opportunity to ensure that the other woman wouldn't come to disturb her again. “I’m sorry also if my lights keep you awake at night.” She lowered her shoulders to show her regrets. She had all the practice in the past for her to pull off a fake sadness. “Oh, no…no,” she shook her head, “you don’t have to worry about it, dear. I just forgot that your job requires you to stay awake at night. Don’t worry about it. I like you because you’re quiet and you have a handsome visitor.” She winked lecherously. Lina who was acting all remorseful threw her head and laughed with total abandonment. It was just too funny to see the old woman blushed over Eon. Her crush for him was just too cute. Well, she can’t really blame Beatrice. Eon is a sight to behold. She giggled. Beatrice giggled too—like a teenager caught on her

Eon escaped the ongoing VIP party at Luna, went down to his private basement parking, and brought out one of his sports cars—the one the Lina likes. He chuckled wryly by himself and his laughter sounded strange in his own ears as it reverberated in the quiet parking lot. He no longer remembered when was the last time he laughed. And why does it matter if Lina likes the car he will use? It’s his damn car and he likes all of them, thus, it’s part of his collection. However, he still used the car that Lina likes in the garage. ***Since her landlady found out about her being good at painting she became lenient to the point of spoiling her, especially since she painted some of the blooms in the garden when she had nothing to paint. And when Beatrice saw the painting that she gladly gave her for free, her old landlady squealed in delight. Now, Lina can do basically anything in her apartment without her landlady checking on her. Like right now, she was playing s