Eden Monroe. I lay in my bed, staring up at the ceiling as the sunlight poured in through my window. It had been a week since my family had locked me in my room, and I was starting to feel like a prisoner in my own home. The incident with the wolf had changed everything. At first, I was grateful for my family's concern. They had hovered over me, checking on me constantly and making sure I had everything I needed. But as the days dragged on, the confinement became unbearable. My room, once a sanctuary, now felt like a cage. The world I had just learnt about was thrilling to me, even though I almost got killed a week ago, by luck I survived. I remembered seeing something surprising, before I got home, all my open injuries I had were all closed up and I was left gaping in amazement. I didn't know who to tell and even if I had, I had no idea how to explain something like that. The only person I could tell was Dorian who had been MIA since a week ago. I remember the scene that happened
Eden Monroe. I felt a shiver run down my spine as his lips met mine. My body responded instinctively to his touch, my own desires awakening with each passing moment. I knew that we were in public, but I couldn't bring myself to care. Not when Dorian was holding me like this, his strong arms wrapped around my body, and his warm breath on my skin.As we kissed, I felt Dorian's manhood grow hard against my thigh. I broke away from the kiss, looking down at his arousal, feeling both embarrassed and intrigued. I had totally forgotten he was naked. "You like what you see?" Dorian asked with a smirk.I nodded slowly, biting my lip, "I... I didn't know it could get that big," I admitted shyly.Dorian chuckled. "It's nothing to be afraid of. It's just a part of me, a part of who I am as a werewolf."He leaned in to kiss me again, but this time, his hands started to roam my body. I gasped as he cupped my breast, squeezing it gently. My body trembled with excitement as I felt his other hand mo
Dorian Grimaldi. I was in my wolf form, bounding through the forest towards my home. I had received a call from Gustav, when I was with Eden and I had heard that Lenora's father, Sir Vincent Mendalv, was causing a ruckus in my own home. Anger coursed through me as I wondered what he wanted. What was he going to gain from marrying his daughter to me when he knows that I am never going to love her. She would live a dreadful life all her years till she died. As I approached my house, with my lengthened hearing, I could hear raised voices and the sound of breaking glass.My heart raced as I transformed back into my human form and burst into the house, not caring about my nakedness. The sight that greeted me was chaotic: furniture was overturned, broken glass littered the floor, and Sir Vincent was shouting at my mother while she stayed in a corner, unbothered. "Get out of here, werewolf!" Sir Vincent snarled when he saw me. "You're not fit to be married to my daughter and now you want t
Eden Monroe. I was in the middle of a forest, surrounded by wolves and hunters engaged in a fierce battle. I tried to run, but I was rooted to the spot, helpless as the chaos unfolded around me. Suddenly, a wolf approached me, its eyes locking onto mine. I watched in amazement as it began to morph into a human, revealing Dorian kneeling before me.He was about to say something, but before he could, I was yanked away by an unseen force. I stumbled and fell on the grass, only to see a woman glaring down at me with fury in her eyes. The tension between the two was palpable, and I could feel myself being pulled in different directions as they both demanded that I pick a side."I don't want to choose," I said, feeling helpless at the scene around me. And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the dream ended, and I woke up with a jolt, my heart racing and my mind reeling.I looked around, and then remembered I was in the lecture room, having a class and I dozed off. "Miss Monroe, welcom
Dorian Grimaldi. .I sat in my large leather chair, surrounded by papers and reports from various pack members. My pack was thriving, and with that came the responsibility of managing its affairs. I had spent countless hours reviewing and approving business proposals, listening to disputes, and overseeing the training of new recruits.As I was deeply engrossed in a particularly long and complicated report, there was a knock on my door. Without looking up, I gruffly called out, "Come in."My beta, Gustavo, entered the room with a worried expression on his face. "Alpha, we have a problem," he said, his voice tinged with urgency.Dorian looked up, his expression wary. "I told you not to call me that whenever we are together. What is it?" I asked, my tone clipped."We've had some reports of rogue wolves in the south of our pack territory," Gustav replied. "They've been causing some trouble, stealing from local farms and causing general chaos. We need to address this before it gets out of
Eden Monroe. As I walked deeper into the forest, the soft crunching of leaves beneath my feet echoed through the trees. The memory of Dorian's bloody figure appeared in my mind, making her shiver. I remember it like it was yesterday, when in fact it's been three days but the image was still vivid in my head. I could almost feel his frantic hands on her, his panicked apologies as he explained to me what had happened. The sound of a twig snapping suddenly interrupted her thoughts, causing my heart to race. I stopped in my tracks, listening intently to the eerie silence that followed. It was then that I noticed something moving in the shadows. I couldn't make out what it was, but I knew it wasn't friendly. My hand instinctively went to my bag, ready to run far away if necessary. My senses were on high alert as I tried to get a better view of whatever was lurking in the darkness. My mind raced, wondering if it was another rogue wolf or perhaps something even worse. The tension in the a
Dorian Grimaldi. "Eden, where are you? Are you in trouble?" A familiar voice asked on the other end of the line. It was Dorian, who always had a sixth sense when it came to danger because he is a wolf. My wolf."Dorian?" I asked, surprised. "Why are you calling me with another number ?""It doesn't matter," he said urgently. "I had a feeling something was wrong, and when I couldn't get in touch with you, I got worried. Are you okay?""I'm fine," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I'm with Sephira.""Sephira? Why?" he asked. "Stay there. I'll be there soon."Before I could protest or ask him any questions, he hung up. I stared at my phone, feeling a mix of relief and apprehension. Dorian always seemed to be one step ahead of danger, and if he was worried, then maybe I should be too.Sephira sensed my unease and put a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry, dear. If anyone can protect you, it's Dorian."I nodded, hoping she was right. But deep down, I couldn't shake the fee
Dorian Grimaldi. I stood before the hunters, my muscles tensed and ready to strike. I could feel my blood boiling with anger, my instincts urging me to protect my mate at any cost. The hunters have been coming too close to my territory, and I wouldn't allow them to harm any of my people.I watched as they slowly backed away, fear evident in their eyes, but they tried to hold out—trying to prove tough. But it wasn't enough to quell the rage burning inside me. How dare they lay a threat at me and my mate. With a fierce growl, they moved back away from me. Cowards.It seems that they didn't know who the hunter was, or who she was meant to be. I still had not found concrete evidence that Eden was a hunter. I noticed one of the hunters tried to move closer to Eden and I lost it. With a fierce growl, I lunged forward, my claws slashing through the air. The sound of flesh tearing filled the forest, followed by the screams of the hunter as he fell to the ground, writhing in agony because of