Safehaven Elizabeth Novels & Stories

He could only follow the path he came from. However, Ellena did not need to know about the dangers in between. Ellena naturally trusted Edward the most. Ellena believed Edward when he said Elaine was fine. "Then where is she?" She wanted to see Elaine now. "I got someone to send her to Herton City overnight." Edward said. Ellena heard him and was silent for a moment. She said, "Alright." Leaving M Country was the safest place for Elaine to be in Herton City. "As long as she is fine, I will be at ease." Ellena felt that she owed Elaine too much.

"Hello, Elizabeth, it seems you've had quite the evening." Madame Richert smiled at Ellie, looping her arm around Ellie's shoulders and walking with her back toward the school. She was calm, with no panic or excitement marring her face. The tan wolf took off running back into the woods, presumably to help the other wolf now that Ellie was safe in the arms of the professor.

I watched the babies sleep in their perfect ways as Elizabeth came to stand beside me. “Isn’t the feeling incredible? Knowing you grew these amazing babies inside of you?” she asked softly. I looked to her and smiled, “It really is,” I responded. “Elizabeth, did you ever have any nightmares after your pups were born?” Eric asked. Elizabeth looked at Eric and then to me, “All the time. I had been kidnapped as a baby, so I have lived in fear that someone would come in and steal my babies from me. It is why we have so much security around them. I wish I was not so paranoid, but I would not survive losing one of my children,” she shared honestly.

My fingers trembled, but I kept my grip firm on the small lockpick set Elizabeth had smuggled from the library. Her room was a cavern of darkness, filled with the scent of dried herbs and something more bitter—resentment, maybe. It took us nearly two hours of silent searching to find the safe behind a portrait of King Ellison's great-grandfather. Elizabeth worked the lock. I watched the door, nerves fraying with every tick of the clock. Finally, a soft click. The safe swung open. Inside, the contract lay rolled in a silk sheath. I snatched it up, hands barely steady enough to hide it in my cloak.

“Waylen changed the locks. He even put cameras. It’s fine. A bit uncomfortable, but yeah. I can’t invite my sister to your place.” Grey eyes gawked at me. I gulped. Malik raised his hand to touch my face but dropped it before it connected with my cheek. I let out a sharp breath. My brain was muddling again due to the distance. “You don’t understand, Elizabeth. Until we find the guys who attacked you, it’s not safe for you to return to your house or your mom’s. And no, a lock won’t keep them out.” “Oh.”

Elizabeth sat on the edge of her bed, her mind racing as fragments of memories floated to the surface. She had almost forgotten them—small, insignificant moments tucked away in the corners of her mind. But now, under Adrian’s roof, surrounded by secrets and mysteries, those fragments felt like puzzle pieces demanding her attention. One memory lingered, clearer than the rest. She remembered her brother's words, said in a whisper, a warning that Elizabeth hadn’t fully understood at the time. "Stay away from your uncle’s safe, Lizzy," her brother had warned. "It holds things no one should know."

“Trust me, I am. Just not with you. I might even be worse than you've painted me. When I took you from that altar, you were to e the upper hand against your family and the Rossis. But now, it's grown into something else. The confession was vague, quiet, almost reluctant. Elena didn’t respond, but she curled closer to him. Hours later, they finally arrived at the new coastal safe house near Taormina. It was beautiful. Perched on a cliff with sweeping views of the sea, heavily guarded and luxurious in its isolation. Enzo helped her out of the car, refusing to let go of her hand as they entered. The staff had prepared everything. A large master bedroom with a massive bed dominated the main suit

James shook his head. “Not officially.” Lucas stared at him. “Unofficially?” James looked at Xavier. “That's where things become complicated.” Xavier opened another file. “Give me the coordinates.” James did. Xavier entered them. A map appeared. Lucas stared at the location. It was approximately forty kilometers outside Hilton City. Surrounded by forest. No major roads. No registered buildings. Lucas's eyes narrowed. “What did my grandfather call it?” James looked at him. “Safe Haven.”

The threat was so vague, almost as if it wasn’t fully formed, but it was enough to put him on alert. Fero felt a small shudder go through Elizabeth’s body and he wrapped his arm around her tighter, pulling her front to his side. “Just look at the beauty surrounding you. Tensel found a place to build his world a long time ago. The others have been securing the land around his compound to add to this fortress. We weave safeguards together to keep everyone protected.” She tilted her head up to look at him. “No one will ever be safe from him as long as I’m here. I think you know that.” Her voice trembled.

As they talked I took the opportunity to glance around the club. My eyes eventually made their way to the other end of the bar where the man from earlier was sitting and before I could look away our eyes locked. His eyes were bright and calming instantly making me feel safe. I couldn’t pull myself to look away as I was still trying to identify where I’d seen him before. His eyes were speaking to me and as hard as I tried to break the stare I couldn’t. Karsyn snapped me out of my daze by bringing me back to the present moment. “Alexa, did you hear me?” “What? I’m sorry, what did you say?” She looked at me then looked over at the guy at the other end of the bar then smiled.