I settled in well at Gonzalo's place. He explained everything to me, even providing lists of instructions on how to clean his house. It wasn't as big as Caleb's mansion but incredibly peaceful. Despite being literally in the middle of the forest inside there was no trace of eerie sounds or the growls of werewolves. I paused. Could the wolf I heard at the Orphanage have been Caleb? Goosebumps prickled my skin, adding to the pain already gnawing at me. How could I feel so emotionless?Gonzalo had been kind and patient since bringing me to his secluded cabin. He seemed to understand my need for space and solitude, giving me time to adjust to my new surroundings. His presence was reassuring, yet I couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that lingered beneath the surface.As days passed, I fell into a routine of cleaning and maintaining Gonzalo's home. The tasks kept my hands busy, but my mind wandered incessantly. Memories of Caleb haunted me—his smile, his touch, the secrets he kept hidden
I stared at the wolf. It seemed unharmed and just looked at me. I gulped and moved my feet backward. He moved forward, and I was alarmed. I ran without direction until someone grabbed me. I shouted and pushed him."Eliana!" I was stunned when I heard Gonzalo and faced him. "What happened?" he asked with a worried face. My heart beat so fast, and I didn't know if I could trust the man in front of me."I... saw something... scary," I said and collapsed on the grass.—I settled into a routine at Gonzalo's place, finding comfort in the peaceful solitude of the forest surrounding his cabin. Gonzalo continued to be kind and supportive, offering me guidance and understanding as I processed the revelations about Caleb's world. But still, I couldn’t open up completely to him—about the wolf I saw and about Caleb. I would deal with it myself.Days passed in a blur of chores and quiet contemplation. Gonzalo kept busy with his tasks, often disappearing into the woods for hours at a time. Despite
The morning light filtered through the thin curtains of Gonzalo's cabin, casting soft rays across the wooden table where Eliana sat, nervously picking at her breakfast. The air was thick with an unspoken tension, starkly contrasting the warmth of Gonzalo’s unusually kind demeanor.Gonzalo poured coffee into a cup with his customary charm and placed it before Eliana with a smile. "I hope you slept well. I noticed you were restless last night."Eliana smiled, her thoughts still reeling from his harsh command the night before. "I’m fine, thank you."Gonzalo's gaze lingered on her, his eyes shadowed with a hint of possessiveness. "Did you get a chance to go outside yesterday? I know you like fresh air, but staying safe is important."Eliana’s pulse quickened at his words. She had ventured out for a brief walk, but his subtle inquiry made her uneasy. “Just a short walk,” she replied, trying to keep her tone neutral.As they ate, Gonzalo’s conversation was casual, but his probing questions
The world around Eliana spun in a blur as she fell, the sharp bite of wind against her skin mingling with the panic surging in her chest. Her stomach lurched, and her heart pounded in her ears, drowning out all other sounds. The earth stretched endlessly before her, a yawning abyss that swallowed her whole.With a violent jolt, she hit the ground—her body slamming against jagged rocks and hard earth. A burst of pain shot through her side, and her vision blurred as her breath caught in her throat. She gasped, struggling to breathe as a wave of dizziness washed over her.For a moment, there was only silence. The cold seeped into her bones, sharp and unforgiving. The sensation of the ground beneath her, harsh and unyielding, reminded her that she was alive—but it also meant she had survived the fall, only to face the unknown depths of her situation.Eliana tried to move, her limbs stiff and trembling from the cold. She winced as she shifted, the pain in her side sharp and unrelenting, bu
The silence between them was thick, punctuated only by the sound of their hurried steps and the distant voices that grew louder with each passing moment. Eliana’s heart raced, her pulse echoing in her ears, each beat a reminder of how fragile her trust was at this moment. She was supposed to be alone, supposed to be the one to control her fate. But now, she was walking into the unknown, guided by a man whose intentions remained shrouded in mystery. Is he responsible for my dreams? What is his real motive?Gonzalo’s grip on her hand was firm, but there was something in the way he held her, something almost protective. His body moved with a sense of urgency, but his gaze was constantly scanning the shadows around them, alert, calculating. It was as though he wasn’t just concerned for her safety, but for his own as well.Eliana glanced up at him, trying to read his expression. The shadows of the forest masked much of his features, but she could still see the tightness in his jaw, the way
Eliana’s eyes fluttered open, the dim light of the room filtering through the small cracks in the wooden walls. Her head ached as though it had been split open, and her body felt stiff, as though she had been sleeping on a bed of stone. She blinked several times, her vision adjusting to the familiar surroundings. She moved her arms, then her hands, followed by her fingers.The room was small and sparse, with a simple wooden bed beneath her and a lone window that let in the weak morning sunlight. A few plants lined the room's edges, their leaves swaying gently in the breeze, giving off a faint herbal scent. She sat up slowly, her chest tight with confusion, the previous night's events still swirling in her mind. Was it a dream or real? While trying to comprehend, she heard noises outside. She looked at the window and saw nothing. She shook her head and tried to push away the fog in her mind, but everything felt disconnected, like a dream she couldn’t quite recall."You're awake," came
The morning sun filtered through the thin curtains, casting warm, golden beams across the room. Eliana stirred from her restless sleep, her body still aching but more familiar with the discomfort. She sat up, her eyes heavy, and took a moment to breathe in the fresh morning air that carried a hint of dew and earth. The house was quiet, save for the distant chirping of birds and the rustling leaves outside.Eliana moved through the small house, each step echoing softly against the wooden floor. Gonzalo’s home was simple but functional, every corner speaking of a life lived with quiet routine and modesty. She found the kitchen easily, a modest space with well-worn counters and shelves lined with jars of preserved goods. A pot of coffee sat on the stove, and she poured herself a cup, savoring the warmth in her hands as she sat by the small table.Her mind drifted to the previous days—the confusion, the fear, the overwhelming sense of something not quite right. She had tried to push it aw
Eliana’s mind drifted as she curled up on the couch, the exhaustion of the day pulling her into a restless sleep. The remnants of tears still clung to her lashes, but her breathing steadied as she surrendered to the quiet embrace of slumber.In the depths of her dream, the familiar figure of Caleb emerged from the shadows. He stood with his back to her, his tall frame outlined by the soft glow of a moonlit night. The silvery light kissed his tousled dark hair, giving him an almost ethereal presence. He turned slowly, his face coming into view, and Eliana’s heart fluttered despite herself.There he was—Caleb, with his annoyingly handsome features that had haunted her thoughts more times than she cared to admit. His sharp jawline, slightly crooked smile, and those piercing eyes that seemed to see straight through her soul. There was something infuriatingly perfect about him as if he had stepped out of a dream too vivid to be real."Eliana," he called softly, his voice a tantalizing mixt
Eliana’s fingers trembled as she pulled open the black bag that Headmistress Rosie had handed her, her heart racing. The objects inside shimmered in the dim light, and a sudden wave of familiarity washed over her. The fragments in her mind, blurred and distant, started to come into focus. Something stirred deep inside her, a memory, a feeling she couldn't quite place.She stood frozen in the center of the room, gazing at the bag, as the sounds of muffled voices and low growls filtered through the walls. Then, the roar rang out—louder this time, raw and primal. Eliana’s pulse quickened, a sense of dread seeping into her bones. She dropped the bag onto the floor, its contents scattered. The picture of the woman in her dreams. Starting to see the clear pictures in her memories while she rushed toward the door. Her feet barely touched the ground as she flew outside, the air thick with tension.Her gaze darted across the yard, and there, in the clearing just beyond the
The forest was cloaked in an eerie stillness as Caleb made his way through the dense foliage, his senses heightened. He had finally pieced together the truth, thanks to Damien Ferns. Gonzalo’s plan had been revealed, as well as the secret of his identity. Gonzalo was not merely a rival—he was the catalyst for all the suffering Caleb had endured.As Damien Ferns was about to be defeated he asked for his mercy in exchange for telling him the truth. At first, Caleb was hesitant because ¼ of his pack members died at the Lycans hands. But, Damien is begging and kneeling at him. “You can kill after you know the truth. I am tired of being manipulated by Gonzalo.” Damien answered. Caleb widened his eyes.“What do you mean?” Caleb pointed her sharp claws to Damien's neck. “Tell me everything!”The truth about Lia’s reincarnation struck him like a thunderstorm, each revelation hitting him harder than the last. Eliana wasn’t just someone who reminded him of
The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield as the Blood Moon Pack and the Lycan Shadow Pack squared off. The dense forest echoed with growls, snarls, and the crackle of branches underfoot. Tensions were high as the two opposing packs braced for a confrontation that would change their fates forever.Caleb stood at the front of his pack, his sharp eyes scanning the opposing force. Despite the burning silver cuffs that had bound him hours ago, his strength had returned, his wolf's fury unrelenting. Damien Ferns, the Alpha of the Lycan Shadow Pack, stood opposite him, his expression smug and taunting."Damien," Caleb growled, his voice steady but laced with venom. "You made a mistake coming into my territory, taking my people, and dragging me here. You'll regret it."Damien smirked, his amber eyes gleaming under the moonlight. "Oh, Hemmington, you're always so predictable. Charging in with all your might, yet blind to the truths that surround y
The night was shrouded in an ominous silence as Caleb moved through the outskirts of town, his senses heightened, and his wolf on edge. The name Damien Ferns had been whispered in every corner of the territory lately, a rival whose shadow loomed larger with each passing day. Caleb knew that the Lycan Shadow Pack’s sudden resurgence was no coincidence, and all signs pointed to Damien as the leader of this growing threat.Caleb indeed wanted to find justice for her Luna Lia. He needs to be strong to fight the enemies. He takes a deep breath and then the woody scent lingered around.“Alpha,” Charles’s voice came through the field, steady but tense. “Our sources say Damien’s been spotted near the old warehouse by the river.”Caleb’s jaw tightened. “Keep the patrols on high alert. I’m heading back to the mansion to regroup.”But deep down, a growing unease twisted in his gut. Something was off—he could feel it. He knew something would happen but he couldn't point it out.
Eliana’s breaths came in shallow gasps as she leaned against the tree trunk, the forest’s damp air clinging to her skin. Memories swirled in her mind like a whirlwind, pulling her back to the moment everything changed.It was late one night at Caleb’s mansion, the quiet of the vast estate broken only by the soft rustling of leaves outside her window. She had been restless, her thoughts occupied by Caleb’s piercing gaze and the unspoken tension between them. That night, he had appeared in her room unannounced, his presence commanding yet tender.“I shouldn’t be here,” Caleb had said, his voice low, almost a whisper. But he didn’t leave.Their connection was undeniable, magnetic even. The walls Eliana had carefully built around herself crumbled as she allowed him to step closer. That night, under the dim glow of the moonlight streaming through her window, they had shared something intimate, something that transcended words.But the morning after, the truth unraveled. S
The forest was alive with tension, a stark contrast to the stillness that once surrounded it. The moon hung low, casting an eerie glow over the Blood Moon Pack and Lycan Shadow Pack as they clashed under its watchful eye. Growls and howls echoed in the night, accompanied by the sounds of snapping jaws and tearing flesh. The war between the two packs raged like a storm, its ferocity shaking the quiet town of Scottsdale to its core. Damien Ferns, the Alpha of the Lycan Shadow Pack keeps on glaring at Caleb.Amid the chaos, Caleb stood firm at the edge of the battlefield. His amber eyes scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of the woman he sought. But it wasn’t Eliana he found. Instead, his path led him deep into the heart of the forest, where the oldest wolf in existence waited.The ancient wolf’s fur shimmered silver under the moonlight, his ey
Eliana blinked in confusion at the message she had just received from the woman guard. Gonzalo had instructed that he wouldn’t be returning home for a week, and she was strictly reminded not to step outside the house. The sternness in the woman’s tone as she delivered the message only heightened Eliana’s unease. Gonzalo had always been unpredictable, but something about this felt... different. Off.Her gut churned, that all-too-familiar sense of foreboding settling in her chest. She couldn’t quite place her finger on it, but she knew—she just knew—that something was wrong. Still, she forced herself to focus on her chores, hoping the monotony would quiet the gnawing worry in the back of her mind.The following morning, Eliana woke up to an even stranger reality. She blinked against the soft light filtering into her room, only
Caleb couldn’t shake the unease gnawed at him as he watched Gonzalo. Something about his movements was off. Gonzalo, usually composed and confident, seemed... jittery. His eyes darted around the room like a cornered animal, and he kept adjusting his tie, which was already perfectly straight. Caleb’s instincts screamed that something wasn’t right.Charles, standing beside Caleb, nudged him with a smirk. “Looks like someone’s hiding something,” he said in a low voice, his tone teasing.Caleb shot him a glare, but it wasn’t enough to stop the amusement dancing in Charles’s eyes. Caleb didn’t have time for his beta’s games. His focus remained on Gonzalo, who was making his way toward the door, his movements stiff and unnatural.“Gonzalo,” Caleb call
Caleb stood by the large bay window in his office, the warm glow of the setting sun bathing the room in a soft amber hue. The golden light kissed the sharp angles of his face, highlighting the tension in his jaw and the flicker of something buried deep in his eyes. His thoughts swirled like a storm, fierce and unpredictable, torn between the weight of his duties and a gnawing feeling that he couldn’t quite name. It wasn’t just the responsibility of being an Alpha that pressed on him—it was something else, something that threatened to unravel him if he acknowledged it.As he spoke to his cousin, his lips lifted in a genuine smile, a rare moment of ease slipping through the cracks of his usually guarded manner. The conversation flowed effortlessly, a reminder of the good times he’d shared with Luna Lia. His voice softened as he spoke of her, the memories of their shared laughter and u