The house felt quieter these days, the spaces between words more noticeable. Gonzalo, who had once been distant and cold, had become something else entirely. Eliana wasn’t sure what to make of it. His gestures were softer now, almost too soft, and his eyes held a warmth she wasn’t accustomed to. He seemed... kind, but in a way that made her feel on edge.
She stood at the dining room table, absently wiping down the surface, watching him from the corner of her eye as he stood by the stove, stirring something in a pot. The rhythmic motion of his hand, the way his brow furrowed in concentration—it all felt so... intimate. It unnerved her.
The absence of the woman who had once been a fixture in this house hung heavily in the air. Eliana couldn’t shake the feeling that the shift wasn’t just in the walls of the house—it was in Gonza
The air in the house had changed again—subtly, but unmistakably. Eliana could feel it, like how the atmosphere shifts before a storm. Gonzalo hadn’t mentioned the incident. Not once. Not in passing, not funny. He’d continued as if nothing had happened. But his eyes carried something she couldn’t solve—a silent weight pressed against her ribs.Eliana’s footsteps echoed lightly as she moved through the hallway, her hands brushing against the smooth surface of the walls. The house seemed quieter than usual, the absence of guards making it feel unnervingly intimate. Gonzalo’s presence was harder to ignore without them around. He was everywhere. Or at least it felt that way.This time, he was waiting in the living room, lounging on the couch as though he belonged to the space in a way she never could. He held a book in his h
Eliana’s decision came swiftly, but it wasn’t an easy one. She couldn’t keep this delicate game going—the dance of questions that led nowhere and answers that only confused her further. Gonzalo’s behavior was too unsettling, his warmth too sudden, too pointed. She resolved to draw a line, to limit her world to the four corners of her maid duties. No more office runs, no more strained conversations where she felt his eyes linger too long. She would be just the maid—nothing more, nothing less.She brought it up one morning while clearing away breakfast. Gonzalo, seated at the dining table, flipped through papers with a kind of distracted focus. His pen tapped the edge of the table in a steady rhythm, but the moment she spoke, it stilled.“I’ve been thinking,” Eliana began, keeping her tone even though her hands trembled around the tray. “I’d like to stop working
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
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
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
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’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 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 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