KEILAH Morning arrived, but I hesitated to open my eyes. I knew Ralph was sleeping beside me, and I couldn't bear to face him. I feel deeply ashamed and embarrassed for giving myself to him, considering all the terrible things he has done to me. Sometimes, I wonder if I've lost my sanity. OH, LORD HAVE MERCY, for I enjoyed everything he did to me last night. I cautiously placed my hand on my neck where he had touched me last night, and my entire body responded to his every caress. Suddenly, an electric sensation jolted through me, causing me to jerk my hand onto Ralph's side of the bed. To my surprise and relief, his side was empty and cold, which meant he'd woken moments ago. Quickly, I sprang out of his bed, wrapping myself in the sheet as I navigated through his room and into mine, sidestepping the discomfort between my legs—it was bearable this time, not as jarring as the first time. Upon entering my room, I noticed something different – the window had been replaced. Discar

DAHLIA Three weeks had passed since I delved into Keilah's memories, and the weight of what I'd discovered consumed me. Each day felt like a battle against time and the turmoil within me. I sifted through every detail, every emotion, desperately trying to piece together the puzzle that could either spell salvation or destruction. The burden of knowing bore down on my shoulders, a relentless weight that threatened to crush me. But I couldn't afford to falter.In frustration, I scattered my hair, feeling the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me. How could I prevent it from all coming back to Keilah, potentially turning Alpha's heart into a dark stone forever? I was a witch, damn it. I had to find a solution before it was too late. "I need to figure this out," I murmured to myself, the urgency of my task gnawing at my insides.“What would my witch be thinking about?” Zac's voice startled me from behind, and I gritted my teeth in irritation. "It's nothing," I replied curtly, attemp

RALPH Keilah's sudden movement caught me off guard, my heart pounding with confusion. I instinctively moved to intercept her, my every fibre urging me to shield her, but she held up a hand, halting me in my tracks. Surprisingly, I did so. "Ralph," she said, her voice surprisingly calm amidst the chaos surrounding us. "I need to talk to him."Her words sent a shiver down my spine, a sense of foreboding settling over me like a heavy blanket. But before I could voice my protest, she stepped forward, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on Damien."Damien," she began, her voice resonating with a quiet authority that demanded attention. "I understand your pain. I know you've suffered unimaginable loss. But seeking revenge will not bring your wife back. It will only perpetuate the cycle of pain and suffering."Damien's expression softened slightly at her words, a fleeting moment of uncertainty crossing his features. But it was swiftly replaced by a steely resolve, his jaw tightening with determin

KEILAHAs my eyes landed on Ralph and Damien standing in the living room, my heart plummeted, and a chill crawled up my spine. The sight of them made my blood feel as though it were draining from my veins, leaving me cold and vulnerable. I instinctively moved closer to my aunt, a protective instinct kicking in, as if they were a threat to her safety.But amidst my shock and fear, a surge of questions flooded my mind. What are they doing at my aunt's house? More importantly, how did the vampire... How did he find out about my aunt? What is he doing here?The vampire's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes glinting with amusement, and I felt something pulling me towards him. It was a magnetic force, unsettling and irresistible, like a moth drawn to a flame. His presence exuded danger, yet there was an undeniable allure that sent shivers down my spine.I swept my gaze over to Ralph, unable to ignore the complex array of emotions playing across his features. Anger simmered just beneath the surf

DAMIEN As her lips crashed against mine, a jolt of surprise shot through me, momentarily stunning my senses. Her desperation was palpable, her kiss frantic and fervent, but it wasn't the taste of her lips that overwhelmed me. It was the sudden rush of warmth, of life, that surged through me, drowning out the hunger that had threatened to consume me.Swiftly, almost instinctively, I pushed her away, breaking the kiss with a forceful shove. As I pulled back, I felt a cold mask settle over my features, my gaze hardening as I met her eyes."Don't ever do that again," I warned, my voice cold and authoritative. "You have no idea what you're playing with.”She recoiled at my sudden change in demeanour, her eyes widening in confusion and perhaps a hint of fear."I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice tinged with confusion and embarrassment. "I don't know what came over me. I just... I had to stop you."I shook my head, the memory of her lips against mine still lingering like a phantom touch.