CJ⚠️Warning! This scene contains graphic details and violence. I felt nothing but unexplainable joy in the gnashing of teeth and tearing of flesh. Roaring with primal fury, a mad giggle escaped my lips as I watched life drain through one of Giovannie's most powerful warriors who lay on the floor with reeking guts. The idiot was strong and tall – almost as tall as me, but he never knew tonight would be his last. My heart pounded with delight at my victory. I would have been lying if I said that I had not enjoyed killing these men.The war grew intense as bloodied warriors fought for each other’s lives. The air was heavy with the scent of sweat, blood, and silver bullets; and my nostrils got clogged with the smoke of burning torches. It felt so good to be in a battle. This was my home. This was where I belonged, where I needed to be, unlike the lecture hall in Eldridge. Only this world mattered. I was in my human form, but most of my men were fighting in their wolf form. Their cl

Lenora While I waited for CJ, the pack house buzzed with activity and kitchen operations. India organized the maids and worked relentlessly. The aroma of frying meat wafted through the air and the sound of knives chopping vegetables. I had to admit that despite India's disapproval of me, I enjoyed her cooking. She was a culinary wizard. I could feel the pack house’s energy growing around me. Several leaders and the council gathered in the hall downstairs, waiting for CJ. In my mind’s eye, I imagined him walking in while I threw my arms around him and kissed him until I couldn't breatheWeary of waiting, I fiddled around with my cell phone and occasionally looked up from it and scanned the gate in search of CJ. Then I headed upstairs and sat on an armchair overlooking the veranda to wait for him. The soft breeze rustled my hair making me shiver a little, and brought back memories of me, my dad, and his chimp, buddy. I'd sit at the front porch behind my dad, braiding his long hair a

Lenora I was watching a crime thriller about a woman who murdered someone and buried her body in the middle of nowhere when I heard the noise. It sounded like a scream and a strangled sob from downstairs. When I recognized Mariselle's voice, my body jolted upright and my heart began pounding like an anvil. I quickly turned off the TV and without a second thought, sprinted down the stairs, eager to find out what was going on.They were in one of the mini living rooms, Mariselle with her face in her hands while her hair hung loose on her face. Bursting into the living room, my eyes darted around, and the trio immediately stopped talking. I frowned, wondering why there was such a sudden hush."What's going on?" I asked, rooted to the spot, my gaze fixed on CJ, who blinked rapidly and forced a watery smile on his face. The tension in the air felt thick and suffocating as the silence stretched longer and thinner. My stomach tightened, and my breathing hitched. Something bad had happene

CJ Mariselle and I sat in the waiting room, and my heart couldn't stop racing with several emotions. Mariselle looked visibly nervous, biting her lips and rubbing her skin. If I wasn't filled with so many negative emotions running through my head, I would have told her to remain calm.Her gaze didn't leave the adjoining door. At least something good was coming out of this, and I was glad that my daughter was on the brink of reuniting with her long-lost mother after a decade of separation.So many thoughts filled my head, each one vying for attention. Kia deserved to be happy again after getting rescued from that bastard Giovanni. I was relieved that she was out of that place and that I personally killed Giovanni.I knew that Kia's reuniting with Mariselle was going to heal her. But at the same time, I didn't tell Lenora where I was going. How could I even muster the courage to tell her that my wife miraculously returned? This was going to shatter her heart to pieces and tear our rela

Lenora My eyes fluttered open, and I winced as my temple throbbed and a dull ache pulsed through my head. Every part of my body felt heavy, especially in my arms, legs, and torso. It took me a minute or two to figure out that the pain was from crying myself to sleep last night. I could taste the stale tears on my cheek.A glance at the clock close to my bed told me that it was five-thirty. The room spun wildly as my head throbbed like someone had hit me with a hammer. The memories slowly trickled back to my mind and I flinched, remembering everything that had happened the previous day.I rushed to my feet, wincing as the coolness of the marbled floor sent a shiver up my spine. CJ was still fast asleep, snoring softly, with every trace of worry gone from his face.My stomach churned as guilt settled into my core at the thought of leaving CJ. It hurt so much because I couldn't imagine my life without him. My heart twisted, feeling like someone was stealing something away from me, and I