NOVAMy new life had begun a little over a year ago, but I kept thanking the Goddess Hecate for blessing me with it. Prince Tyrion turned out to have enough authority to arrange me an apartment in Grand Lunaville's omega's district and a temporary job as a pharmacist help. It wasn't a life filled with luxury, but it was freedom, something far better than being a coven's slave.My life here wasn't the easiest either, for one more reason: the pack's hierarchy. The Moon Blade Pack was the home of the werewolf king. I had learned that the Moon Goddess blessed the royal family with unique strength and abilities, making their pack the most powerful pack in the entire kingdom. The royal family was—naturally—at the top of the food chain. Then there were all the ranked wolves and the rich members of the council. All the pack's warriors had a lower position, but they still held a lot of authority, which gave their families better access to education and jobs. The omegas were sometimes allowed t

NOVAThere was no doubt that my sanity had left me when I sat on Felix's motorcycle and put my arms around his waist. He chuckled as he started the engine, proving that he was fully aware of how much I enjoyed feeling his rigid muscles underneath my fingertips. I thanked the Goddess that I was sitting behind him, and he couldn't see my heavily blushing cheeks."Hold on tight, love," he all but purred before stepping on the gas.I pressed my chest against his back, and I could feel the growl resonating within his chest. Going out with him could have been the most reckless and most likely the dumbest of all the decisions I had ever made, but then why did being close to him feel so right?We arrived at the luxurious estate near the palace. Well, it was no surprise that Felix was wealthy; he was the royal pack's Beta heir after all. He stopped in front of a lush, modern mansion."This is where I live," he said, pointing at the opaque glass door.I smiled nervously. My heart started to pou

NOVAMy hopeful state didn't last long. I hadn't seen Felix since the moment we talked about our friendship, and aside from a few exchanged text messages, I had no contact with him."I guess he is busy dating other women," I muttered angrily when he didn't answer my call.Was I expecting too much? Friends call each other, don't they? Or maybe I'd already started to act like those intrusive girls, begging for his attention?"Nova, stop it! He is NOT your boyfriend, and you need to start living your life!" I scolded myself.I had an apartment in the central district, and the digits on my bank account kept increasing. I gained the kind of independence I had dreamed of all my life, and instead of celebrating that fact, I was worrying about my so-called friendship with Felix.Finally, I decided not to contact Felix, but I was still hoping he would call me himself. Then I decided to do something to invest in my abilities. My clients' demands grew, and it was time for me to develop a few mor

NOVAI might have stuck on cloud number nine. My feelings for Felix were growing, and it was an irreversible process. I spent the whole next day grinning like an idiot and laughing to myself in public places. I received odd stares from people, probably thinking I was a lunatic, but I ignored them all. I was an absolutely hopeless case…My rationality surfaced every few minutes, slapping me in the face with all the combinations of "Felix" and "no relationships," but it was too late. I had exposed myself in front of him, and he didn't reject me; he embraced me and my disfigured face, breaking every defense mechanism I could place around my heart.The world outside was gloomy and dark as if autumn had come in the middle of summer, but I could see the sun shining above the clouds. I bounced my way to the post office to collect my insanely huge package with the spell books I ordered. It was too heavy for me to lift, so I started to drag it across the floor. Fortunately, two of Felix's subo

NOVA Three years later It took me a while before I pulled every splinter with Felix's name on it out of my heart, but today, I could finally say that I was cured. Focusing entirely on work helped a lot. My list of customers kept growing, and I could proudly call myself a successful and independent woman. Of course, I would never call my healing process easy. I began with a wide river of tears I cried over my enormous stupidity. After this painful recovery, I could now shamefully admit that Felix was right about one thing—I was an idiot. How could I give my heart to a bastard who didn't even ask for it? I entered the deep waters after reading "How to Swim in the Ocean of Emotions: A Handbook for Dummies." Well, I guess the theory wasn't enough to survive this kind of relationship experience. I genuinely thought that I had this casual-sex-only thing all figured out, and yet I threw all defenses out the window and embraced the uncertainty more dangerous than Russian roulette. A bullet