The streets of Hallow Grove, a quaint little town with charming cottages and colorful gardens, were quiet and still. The air was crisp and filled with the scent of dew-kissed flowers. Alexa, dressed in a knitted sweater and jeans, steps out of her front porch, her straw hat resting gently on her head to shield her from the piercing rays of sunlight.She took in a lungful of the refreshing morning air, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she walked briskly down the empty street, her footsteps echoing softly.As Alexa strolls, she passes Mrs. Houston, an elderly lady with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, tending to her garden. "Morning Grandma," She greeted the old lady who turned her gaze to Alexa "Morning child, off to work already?," She inquired to which he nodded In affirmation. They exchange a friendly wave and a warm smile, a silent acknowledgment of the tight-knit community.Alexa's steps quicken as she approaches the main street. The sleepy town starts to stir to life,

"What the hell happened here?," Sheriff Byod asked Alexa who was spaced out from reality. The memory of Lucifer's kiss still lingers in her thoughts. Irked by her unresponsiveness he snapped his fingers across her eyes, "Alexandra,""Huh?, I'm sorry, what did you say?," The thoughts of Lucifer's kiss persisted in her thoughts. Their eyes lock, and the spark igniting between them felt strange to Alexa who was unable to react. It was as though the world around them faded into the background, leaving only the two of them and the growing intensity of their connection. The kiss felt wild, yet electric, unlike Lucian's which felt like a tale unfolding from the pages of a novel.Alexa blinked, snapping back to reality with a faint blush adorning her cheeks. She glances around before settling them on the sheriff realizing that her fantasy had taken her miles away from the mundane routine of daily life."What happened to my son?, who the hell did that to his face?," She winced her brows rememb

"Well if it isn't the great Dante, to what do I owe the pleasure?," Her features were sharp and angular, reminiscent of a predator ready to pounce. High cheekbones and a strong jawline lend her an air of strength and resilience. A thin scar, barely noticeable, runs along her left cheek, a reminder of a previous encounter where she emerged victorious against a formidable foe.Adorned in a form-fitting suit of midnight black leather, she moved with a predator's grace, every step a calculated and deliberate motion. Her lithe and athletic frame is accentuated by her sleek outfit, emphasizing her lethal prowess and agility.Around her neck, a pendant of a snarling wolf hangs, a symbol of her allegiance to the ancient order of Lycan hunters. Claws made from sharpened silver extend from her fingertips, ready to strike fear into the hearts of the creatures who dwell in the shadows."Oh my! What a sexy gruffy voice," She told with a smile, "So?, what brings you here?,""Mason is dead!" Silence

A few hours laterA nervous yet determined dark-haired girl with glowing hazel green eyes stood with a pacing heart, clutching a note book on her arm, standing outside the door of the Klaus brother's doorstep. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart beat, before mustering up the courage to knock. She hesitantly raises her hand and taps her knuckles against the wooden sophisticated door."It's going to be fine, it's going to be fine!" She told herself to muster the courage to stand between the two brothers who had both kissed her. She fought back the urge to run knowing something bigger than her feelings for Lucian was at stake. The safety of Hallow Grove was her driving motivation.And although she denied it, she wanted answers that would give her closure. All signs and suspicions pointed to the Klaus brothers, Still, she hoped, it was wrong. She has fallen for the handsome stranger and prayed for his innocence. No woman wants to love a serial killer.After a moment of

"I do," She listened carefully to his next words with a tense expression, afraid she might dread his next words, for some strange reason, she already assumed the worst."I threatened him to leave town," He told "You did what?, why?," She asked with a puzzled expression. What secrets did the handsome stranger have buried in his closets?"He isn't what he seems to be, he was here for me," He replied while Alexa listened with a keen attentive gaze, "He is a ghost from my past,""How did you both meet?""I can't tell you...at least not now, but I need you to trust me," He said running his hands across her smooth delicate face, which held a glint of fear and uncertainty. It was like a stab to the heart seeing her reaction, nonetheless, he couldn't blame her."How do you expect me to trust me, if you won't do the same and tell me your secrets?," She asked, "I need to know if you are involved with the deaths in town..." She quickly placed her hands over her mouth. "Fuck! why did I say that?