Dorian Grimaldi. My heart was pounding with rage as I listened to the voice on the other end of the line. I gripped the phone tightly, my knuckles turning white. How dare this man call from Eden's phone! He had no right to invade her privacy like this.I answered the call, "What do you want and why are you calling from Eden's phone?" I asked, my voice dripping with anger.The man chuckled, taunting me. "I should be asking you, alpha. What are you doing with the daughter of a hunter?" he said, his voice dripping with disdain.The revelation of what he just said hit me like a ton of bricks. I had heard it from my mother and the things I have seen Eden do made me want to believe, but I didn't want to believe it, but the words from Eden's father made it impossible to ignore."Why should I believe you?" I asked him, struggling to keep my voice steady."Believe what you want, alpha. But if you know what's good for you and your pack, you'll stay away from my daughter," he spat, his anger pa
Eden Monroe.I found myself standing in the middle of a grand castle, its high ceilings and dark corners looming over me like a heavy weight. I couldn't make out any details in the room, but I could feel the cold stone walls pressing in on me from all sides. The air was thick and musty with an unknown presence, and I felt a sudden chill down my spine. As I looked around, I noticed there wasn't a single source of light in the room, and it was impossible to see anything clearly. Suddenly, I heard faint whispers that seemed to be coming from all directions. I couldn't make out what the voices were saying, but I felt like they were taunting me, and it made my heart race with fear.As the whispers grew louder and more menacing, I stumbled back, losing my balance and falling to the ground. As I landed with a thud, a loud whooshing sound echoed through the room. I could feel something or someone behind me, and I knew it wasn't good.I closed my eyes tightly, hoping it was all just a bad dre
Eden Monroe. He answered it with a scowl on his face. I couldn't help but overhear bits of the conversation - it seemed like whoever was on the other end was not giving him good news. Charles' expression darkened further, and he began to speak more sharply, his voice rising in frustration.Then, without warning, he turned to me and barked, "Leave." I jumped at the suddenness of his command, but didn't dare question him. Without missing a beat, I quickly made my way out of the room, shutting the door firmly behind me. As I retreated to my own room, I couldn't help but wonder what had gotten Charles so riled up - and whether it had anything to do with me.As I paced around my room, my heart beating fast with worry, I tried to recall the last time I had seen the book. I searched through my memory, but nothing came up. Suddenly, a memory struck me like a bolt of lightning. I remembered giving the book to Dorian, my… I have no idea what to call him. We were not in a relationship, but we h
As I sat at my desk, overlooking the sprawling grounds of my hotel business on my computer, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride wash over me. This was part of my empire, my second legacy, and I had built it from the ground up with no help involved. But just as I was about to dial another number, a voice interrupted my thoughts. It was one of my trusted associates who I had put in charge of my business, he was sounding anxious and urgent."Alpha, we have a problem," he said, his voice cracking with tension.My heart rate spiked as I sat up straight, all thoughts of business forgotten. "What kind of problem?" I demanded."It's the Zeta Moon pack," he said, his words tumbling out in a rush. "They've been causing trouble in one of your branches of hotels, and now they're threatening to boycott our entire company."My mind raced as I tried to process this information. The Zeta Moon pack was known for their volatile temper and their hostile behavior to their own kind. If they were tr
Eden Monroe. As I walked briskly down the street, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following me. I turned around to check, but there was no one there. My heart was pounding in my chest, and my palms were sweaty as I quickened my pace. I needed to get home and hide the book before anyone discovered it.As I turned the corner onto my street, I saw a familiar figure standing outside my house. It was my father, Charles. I froze in my tracks, unsure of what to do. He was the last person I wanted to see right now, especially with the book in my possession.My father noticed me and began to walk towards me, a skeptical look on his face. "Eden, what are you doing out when you're not meant to be? And why do you look so anxious?" he asked, scrutinizing me with his gaze. I tried to compose myself and act casual, but my nerves were getting the best of me. "Oh, nothing. I just needed to clear my head before my exams start," I lied, hoping he would believe me.He raised an eyebrow sk
Dorian Grimaldi.I paced back and forth, my mind racing with thoughts of the Zeta Moon Pack. My boys had been in a scuffle with them earlier, and tensions were running high. My jaw was set tight, and my fists were clenched as I tried to control the anger that was simmering inside of me. The air in the room grew thick with tension as Gustavo continued to make calls, trying to get more information. I could feel the weight of responsibility bearing down on me, and I knew that I needed to act quickly to ensure the safety of my pack. I took a deep breath and tried to steady my nerves, my eyes flashing with determination."Any news?" I asked, hoping for some kind of solution.Gustavo looked up at me, his face serious. "For the hotel, it's calm now. But there's another problem." He said. "What is it now?" He stood up from the desk where he sat and slouched on the couch, "Lenora and her father are going to come to the Grimaldi mansion soon. I don't know why."I frowned. "What could they w
Eden Monroe. I sat in the bustling cafeteria of my college, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and the sound of chatter filled the air around me as students bustled in and out of the room, seemingly unaware of the turmoil brewing inside me.As I sipped my steaming cup of coffee, I couldn't help but wonder if I was on the right path. The uncertainty of my future weighed heavily on my mind, making it hard to focus on anything else. I watched as my classmates laughed and chatted, envious of their apparent ease and carefree nature. I longed for the same sense of contentment and peace, but it seemed just out of my reach. Deep down, I knew that I was searching for something more, something that would give my life meaning and purpose. But what was it? And where could I find it?Lost in thought, I barely noticed as the room began to clear out, and soon I was left alone with my thoughts once again. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what w
Dorian Grimaldi. I scooped Eden up from the floor, her body limp and bloodied. My wolf howled in anguish at the sight of our mate in such a state. I surveyed the apartment, taking in the chaos and destruction wrought by the wolf and the vampire's attack. Everywhere I looked, I saw signs of struggle and violence, but no sign of the attacker.My mind traveled back to what the counsels had said, "I leave them no choice." My blood boiled with rage at their words. How dare they think they had the right to make decisions about my life and dare to put my mate in harm's way?My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms as I struggled to control my anger. The urge to lash out, to hunt down every single person who is responsible and tear them apart, was overwhelming. My wolf snarled and paced within me, desperate for blood. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I couldn't let my anger get the best of me, not when Eden's life was at stake. But the anger lingered, a constant