Days passed and I spent those preparing for the wedding like any other mortal bride, while Grandmama Jane tutored me in the afternoon at the Lodge of the Luna on what are a Luna’s duties aside from spreading legs and bearing babies. “…and most of all, love him. As if he’s the half of your soul.” “I am indeed half of her soul.” I do not need to turn around to know that it is Tyler’s dark, erotic voice. “For Stella’s sake, Tyler, wear a shirt!” Jane complained. The grandson only chuckled. “Why not? My Luna would like to see this, don’t you, Elaine?” I swallowed my shame, doubtful whether I should shake my head or give Tyler a nod. “She says no.” I met Grandmama’s eyes. Tyler narrowed his towards his grandmother and then to me. Then the bastard took off his jeans, throwing it to me before light flashed in my eyes. A figure of a white wolf galloped outside, hurrying to get out the High Priestess’ radar.

Elaine’s POVA traitor is inside Stella’s Soul. Is my dream a premonition or— “It can’t be…” I murmured to the midnight wind; it’s cold but not suffocating. “B—But who could be betraying us? Could you find that out? Could Jason and Grandmama Jane find it out?” Tyler slowed me down. The High Priestess reached for my hand, “Just leave it to him and our pack, dear.” Her eyes darted to the Alpha of the Amber Pack.***Though it wasn’t my fault, I still felt guilty. I have been marked by the Hearteaters since birth. Once again, my ignorance almost cost someone’s life. First it was the beach accident that killed the Rutherfords and my pet dog Joey, and now… Does my arrival in Stella’s Soul put the lives of the wolves here at risk? ‘You cannot escape your fate—our fate...’ The words directly from the tongue of Eliane, the Forest Witch, ringed in my ears. ‘I must go now, Ruel. I must make peace with them and undo my creation befor

“It was Rowena. It was her who betrayed us.” Hearing those words from Tyler himself as I look up, hearing his voice as he confirmed to me that she really is the one makes the chain of thorns around my heart wrap even tighter. My torned heart and grieving mind begged to reject and not believe any of these, any of these that happened tonight. But truth always stabs harder and leaves a deeper wound than lies. ‘Truth always hurts…’ That same unknown voice whispered to me again. ‘So now you must choose wisely…’ My throat bobbed at the last words. Is that Eliane all along? “Elaine!” Rowena shouted my name. “Get the fuck away from my wife, Rowena!” I look up at Rowena’s astonished but hurt face, who tried to pick me from the ground as my tears continue to stream down from my eyes. She backed away. And before I knew it, Jose made her kneel, making her knees bleed. I can see the pain in her eyes as the chain th

“Meah’s approaching.” His breath is as warm as the sauna in my ears. “I’m surprised you know the name of every staff member here, huh.” He then kissed my forehead. “I was born here, Elaine. I even know the names of their children and their children’s children.” When Tyler mentioned the word children, I remembered I do not see them often ever since I arrived. “Why don’t I see them often?” “Do you remember the Luna’s Lake?” “Yes.” “The children’s lair is behind that, cloaked with magic. Don’t worry; they will go outside as part of our entourage.” “Wait. Did the children see us that night?” The smoke suddenly thickens near the door. Tyler faced me and wiggled his cock in a goodbye motion of the hand. Light flashed and I heard a thud on the ground outside. I was about to lean outside the window when the wooden door burst open. “What the—” Meah blurted upon seeing the thick smoke. “Why the hell

The road to the basement is as dark as the crow’s wings perched atop a leafless tree.From the party to here is a motherfucking almost fifteen minutes’ walk. It’s a good thing I am not wearing stiletto shoes. “I’ll wait for you outside,” Jose then crossed his arms as he turned around. The wind howled as I turned on my heel, walking like a panther in the hopes that me and Jose’s mission would go unnoticeable. We bravely hope. The stairs were steeped as I climbed down with only five steps before the door. I pressed my left palm on the wall of brick since no railing can be gripped by my hands. Rough and hard, but I ignored those two. This is not a time to complain like an entitled woman. “It’s locked, Jose.” Jose sucked a breath before going down with me very quickly, as fast as lightning. As soon as he stopped, Jose froze the glinting metal under the light of the Worm Moon, the name of March’s full moon. Frost devoured it. The strength of