LEO. I knew something was fucking up, but I wasn’t expecting this… And the fact that the bastard somehow managed to get away… I didn’t see him leave the fucking car. I don’t know how, but he seemed to have just fucking vanished. Unless… he wasn’t in the car to start with… Blackmailing her with sex tapes. That fucking triggered me. I don’t care if she was a fucking princess or not, right now she was someone who needed help. Why the fuck was she dealing with this shit alone? On top of that, somehow the bastard had even managed to track us down... Did he have some sort of tracer on her? Her luggage. I pulled up to the side of the road, making her grab the edge of her seat and glare at me with those large, gorgeous eyes of hers. "What are you doing?" I didn’t reply. Getting out of the car, I walked to the trunk and grabbed her luggage, flipped her suitcase open, just as she came out of the car. "What are you doing?!" "I want to know how the fuck he found us." I replied, trying n

AZURA. I didn’t want to be back here, it was hard being here and feeling this pain. I still didn’t know how to feel about him wanting to help, sure it felt great having someone as smart, powerful, and ruthless as Leo on my side, but I also knew that Judah was twisted, dark, and manipulative. Would Leo be able to fix this? It was a game of risk. I stayed in the shower for a while, before I wrapped a towel around myself, then dried my hair with a second towel. I walked into the bedroom, spotting the tray of food on the bed. My stomach rumbled and I couldn’t wait to dig in. Goddess, I was starved. I pulled on my panties and walked over to the wardrobe, taking out a white shirt. I looked at it before putting it on. I sighed heavily as I plopped onto the bed, reminiscing on the moment he had held my hair back when I vomited. And he should, this was his kid too! But he didn’t know I was pregnant… Well it seems he had some humanity in him. This baby… I was beginning to realise I ma

AZURA. I stayed in the apartment not wanting to run into anyone else, and it was so boring with nothing to do. Winona had come with lunch, and then again for dinner. It was obvious from the way she was looking around that no one knew I was here. Guess dickface wanted no one to know. I was tempted to ask her if I could see Corrado, but after last time… I wasn’t sure Leo would appreciate it. So here I was… wondering what I should do… Marcel knew who my mate was, and it had come to a point where I knew I couldn’t keep lying to my family… I stared at the tablet that sat on the bed, then glanced at the time. Just past ten… Katara would be put to bed by now… Should I video call? My fingers itched before I took a deep breath, thinking to just go ahead with it. Marcel knew, and Leo didn’t want anyone here knowing, didn’t mean my parents couldn’t know. If he pushed for the X-ray, then he’d find out about the baby too… Before I ended up changing my mind, I quickly set up a video call betwe

LEO. Schurke Wolf. My alias, the name the cartel world knew me by. I ruled the United Kingdom from the underground, with ties and allies in Italy, Germany, and most European countries. Power and money, I had it all. The humans looked to their king and prime minister, and the supernatural species looked to Alejandro, but from the shadows, England was mine. Humans worked for me, and although they didn’t know who I was exactly, they sensed the power that I held. They could feel it when in my presence and knew I was not to be trifled with. I was feared by all, and there were not many who could look me in the eye. My most trusted men from my pack were also part of my cartel, but I always made it clear, if they wanted to step back from the front lines, they were welcome too, because, in this world, death is always lingering above you. Luckily, being a werewolf made us pretty much invincible when it came to dealing with humans. But even then, the risk of the unknown was always there, a

LEO. I was ready to hit the gym with Emmet once I had Corrado fed. I was already dressed in grey sweatpants, a white tank top and sneakers. He was still giving me those sad looks, and I wondered if he was just being stubborn or actually missing Azura What’s to miss anyway? An image of her, came to my mind. Pretty much a lot. Fuck that. "Want to have breakfast with Azura today?" I asked as I flipped the crepes over in the pan. His eyes widened in excitement, and he nodded. "Is she back! Yes! Let’s go!" He said, jumping off the worktop. "Hold up fast guy, we need to get your breakfast made." "Oh yes, Azura can’t cook. We must make her breakfast too, Daddy." I frowned. "She must have food at her place." "But you said I’ll have breakfast with her…" "I only cook for you." I muttered, glancing down at him, only to see the sadness in his eyes. "But this is for me." Fuck, this kid was good at emotional blackmail. "Fine." I frowned and he smiled happily, as if he hadn't just b