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
Eden Monroe. I found myself, running through a dark, twisted forest. The gnarled trees seemed to close in around me, their twisted spiny branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. I could hear the sounds of rustling leaves and snapping twigs all around me, and I knew that something was chasing me- something monstrous and otherworldly. Something deadly. As I ran, my heart pounded in my chest and my breath came in short, ragged gasps. I could feel the sweat dripping down my face and the ache in my legs as I stumbled and fell repeatedly on the harsh, unforgiving ground.But no matter how far I ran, I couldn't escape the sounds of pursuit. I heard the pounding of footsteps behind me and the snarling of something feral and hungry. I turned towards the direction, and that's when I saw them - a pack of wolves, their eyes glowing brightly in the darkness as they circled around me.I tried to run, but my legs would not obey my commands. The wolves closed in around me, their fangs bared and
Dorian Grimaldi. As I watched Eden run away from me and speared me with her words, my heart sank with a deep sense of despair. I could feel the sadness emanating from my wolf as well, knowing that we had both failed to protect our mate. The weight of this failure was heavy on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness.As I watched Eden cry for hours, my heart ached with a pain that I couldn't put into words. I wanted nothing more than to hold her close and comfort her, but every time I tried to approach her, she pulled away, keeping her distance far away from me.The sight of her tears made me feel like a failure, and I wished I could turn back time to protect her from whatever and whoever had caused her pain. I couldn't bear to see her in such a vulnerable state, and I knew that I had to do some things to make everything right."Eden, please don't cry. I'm here for you, and I'll always protect you," I said softly, trying to reassure her. But she remained sil
Eden Monroe. I bolted upright, my heart racing as I tried to catch my breath. The dream had been so vivid, so terrifying. In it, I had been surrounded by a loving couple, feeling their warm embrace and basking in their affection. I was living peacefully, not having issues and I didn't think of anything that was happening. But then, everything had taken a dark turn, and I had found myself face to face with my family members who had been taken from me so violently - my sisters Bree and Anastasia, and my father, Charles."Why did you let us die, Eden?" My sister's voice taunted me, filled with bitterness and accusation."No, no, it wasn't my fault," I protested, my voice trembling with fear and sorrow."Of course it was," my second sister chimed in, her voice cold and unforgiving. "You could have saved us. But you didn't.""I wasn't there Ana! I didn't know this was going to happen to anyone! I'm sorry for everything." I begged profusely. Then I felt my father's hand close around my ne