Uncle Hector and I talked a little while we ate. He told me about sleeping in the side house reserved for him and the other high-ranking warriors. It was similar to the main pack house but more restricted since there were important things to protect. Once everyone was done, I was about to go back to my bedroom, but then I saw Marcus standing by the stairs, his eyes fixed on me. My heart throbbed, and I immediately turned around, heading to the couch. This man seriously needs a break. How can he still be so horny after spending the entire morning having sex with me? I heard his familiar footsteps behind me, and I didn't need to turn around to know it was him. I went ahead and sat on the couch, pretending to watch TV with some other girls and boys who were hanging out there. They were surprised to see me at first, but then they went back to their normal conversation. But within a few seconds, the conversations came to a complete halt. Confused, I turned my head to see what they we

Surprised, I turned to see Marcus standing right behind me, his gaze fixed on the man. The man immediately took a step back, bowing his head in respect. The other warriors straightened up, their alertness returning. After a minute, the man looked up again, addressing Marcus, "Alpha, the selection this wom—" "What she says goes. Do you have a problem with that?" Marcus's voice held an edge, his gaze piercing through the man. The man seemed on the verge of bursting a vein or two, his face turning bright red. He swallowed hard, shaking his head, and returned to the crowd behind him. As he looked up again, I met his eyes with a smug smirk, watching his anger intensify as the corner of his mouth twitched in frustration. Marcus and I made our way back to the car, driving off from the scene. After half a mile, Marcus stopped the car, and stepped out. Opening the car door, he pulled me out and pressed me against the vehicle. His body formed a protective cage around me, his hands grippin

"Alpha Ares left the pack house an hour ago for Miss Daisy.” He replied. “She is hosting a charity event.” "Sorry, Daisy...?" Zach elaborated, "Daisy is his childhood friend. She has been friends with all the alphas since they were kids. They grew up together." The name Daisy flashed in my mind, and I recalled the call in the room that day. When Ares had kissed me the first time. It was probably the same Daisy. Zach continued, "Alpha Ares never misses any event hosted by her.” "Okay," I muttered, forcing a smile. "Thank you." 

The frustration faded in an instant but it was replaced by an even deeper disappointment. "But you said you were coming," he muttered into the phone. "Is there really no way? Can't anything be done?" The girl on the other end spoke a few words to him, words I couldn't hear, but they brought more disappointment to his face.  "It's alright. I understand." He hung up the call, his face marked with a sadness I had never seen before. His eyes lifted up and met mine in the front view mirror and it was as if that’s when he suddenly remembered I was in the car too. A shadow of regret came across his face immediately. I sat upright, fixing my clothes. My

I quickly averted my eyes. "What's that?" I pointed. It looked like something out of a fairytale, a princess's grand display with a large stage in the middle.  There were young girls and boys standing around, grinning, holding hands. Nyx's lips curled into a mischievous grin. "Tell me the truth, not your version," I warned. She rolled her eyes with a dramatic sigh. "Gosh, you're always on to me. How do you know I was going to lie?" "You get that evil gleam in your eyes, the one that gives me shivers.” "Fine," she huffed, "It's t