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I unlocked the screen and found several missed calls from last night around eleven, up to just half an hour ago. My breathing was heavy and shallow at the same time—like something had a vise grip around my chest. I felt like I was spinning, while the room was eerily still and silent. This had to be some sort of fevered dream. A dream where my whole world was falling apart. I was about to press the call back command on the screen, but just then a message from Madison came through. I opened it without hesitation, but almost dropped my phone when a picture of fiery red and forest green popped up. It showed Madison bound to a chair with duct tape over her mouth.

Slowly sitting up, she composed herself, adjusting her disheveled hair, a vain attempt to regain a semblance of control. Opening the text message, Maddy found solace in the distraction it provided. Her loosened false eyelashes obscured her view, prompting her to tear them off and place them temporarily on the coffee table. The message, however, brought an unexpected twist to her emotional state. A sender named "Annoying Genius" had crafted a peculiar poem that, in its eccentricity, managed to evoke a faint smile from Maddy.

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The door closed, cutting off everything outside. The black McLaren rolled out of the hospital parking lot. I did not check the mirror. At the cafe, Madison Reed burst through the door like a storm. She half ran to our table, dropped into the seat across from me, and grabbed my hands. She looked me up and down as if making sure no part of me had gone missing. "Are you okay?" Before I could answer, her gaze landed on Adrian. She froze. Her eyes widened. "This is the man you told me about?"

Evelyn's POV After several rounds, everyone had already put down more than a few fingers, and the crackling of the fire mixed with the distant music drifting through the trees while the kind of cold that only existed in the California mountains late at night slowly turned everyone's cheeks a little red, so when it was finally Maddie's turn and she set her beer bottle on her knee with a smile that immediately made me feel as though something terrible was about to happen, I instinctively braced myself. “I have never been dumped.” The moment the words left her mouth, I silently folded down one finger. Frank folded one down too. Julian also folded one down. Only Maddie remained seated there with

“I'll be waiting.“ My gaze followed Zagreb as he took his leave. I pulled out a bottle of water from within my desk, twisted its cap open, and gulped down its contents. It was a ritual I often did when I was anxious. “Are you anxious?“ a familiar voice asked. Even if I was asleep, I would have been able to recognize that voice. My whole body tensed as Aiden's face came into view. Today, he was dressed in a gray shirt again and dark blue jeans. “We don't have a session today,“ my voice came out barely above a whisper. “I'm not here for a session,“ Aiden revealed, taking slow but deliberate steps toward me. “I'm here to remind you of whom you belong to.“ Before I could wrap my head around what

"You must be tired from standing in Madison. I know the view is splendid but don't you think you have gotten enough of it? He said with a smirk on his face. Madison turned to leave so fast that she hit her head on the door and fell. It hurt bad, Adam didn't bother standing up to see if it was serious, she felt embarrassed, stood up and left. She went straight to her room, with the intention of not coming out till she was hungry. She took her bath, brought out a book to read but couldn't concentrate. She kept thinking of Adam and how to make him see her or notice her as a woman. She got tired and bored, she needed to talk to someone so she called Ella.

The book lay open on the floor, revealing the page featuring a female who resembled me. Madison looked at me as if she was surprised by the book I had. She then hurriedly came over, removing it from the floor. "I'm sorry," I apologized, hoping I didn't offend her in any way, but still, I was curious about that book. It was about my kind, the River Pack. "I see you've found the book; my ex-mate wrote about the River Packs while studying them before he fell in love with their Luna," Madison grumbled as she shut the book and angrily threw it back into the box.

"You're fighting a dead man's pride. If you truly wanted a child, you'd have had one long ago. Your menstrual cycle's irregular. Conception might be difficult. Madison, let go of the past. Let him rest in peace." "Do you think I want to dwell on him? He haunts my dreams nightly," Madison's pupils shrank with turbulent emotion. Her eyes blazed with fire—ebony pheromones erupted like furious flames, much like the heat from her first youthful encounter with him. "He's the one who haunts my peace, even in death he won't leave me be!" Tears streamed down her face. Her shoulders trembled, and her pheromones quaked on the brink of collapse.

It is so cringey that it kind of reminds me about a scrawny naggy character I once came across in one of the comics I bought from Mrs Jones’ bookstore. She is still shifting from one leg to another in her wobbling agony, but a while later, the door opens, saving her from her self incurred torture. Leo appears in the middle of the doorway, and I see the relaxed expression on his face vanishing instantly when he sets his eyes on Madison. “What are you doing here Maddie?” He asks instantly, his voice clipped as he combs his fingers through his messy dark hair. “I thought as much.” I scoff to Madison. “Of course you didn't tell him you were coming—”