Eden Monroe. Dorian had woken me up very early, in the hours of the morning. I remembered stirring in my sleep as Dorian gently shook my shoulder. His handsome face was a blur as I tried to open my sleepy eyes, and I couldn't help but feel annoyed at being woken up so early after the events that happened between us yesterday. But as he spoke, the urgency in his voice woke me up faster than any amount of caffeine could."Eden, we have to leave for North Creekville as soon as possible," he said, his tone serious. "Something has come up and I need to be there for my pack."My heart sank at the thought of leaving the cozy cottage we had stayed in for the past month. It was the first place in a long time that had ever felt like home to me, and now we had to leave so abruptly. But I knew how important Dorian's responsibilities as a leader were, so I pushed aside my own feelings and nodded in agreement."Okay, I'll start packing," I said, sitting up in bed and rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
Dorian Grimaldi. As I stepped out of my car, the cool evening breeze caressed my face and rustled my hair. I could see Gustavo approaching with a hostile look in his eyes. He was my beta, but he seemed to have forgotten his place. The surrounding crowd was staring at us, their curious eyes fixed on our every move.As I made my way to the other side of the car, I could feel the tension building up inside me. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. And then, there she was. Eden. Her eyes were wide with fear, but I could sense a glimmer of hope in them. I took her hand in mine and squeezed it reassuringly. She smiled back at me, and I knew that everything was going to be alright.Gustavo stepped forward, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, look who's here. The great Dorian Grimaldi. And who do we have here? His new plaything?"I could feel my blood boiling, but I tried to keep my cool. "Watch your tongue, Gustavo. You know better than to disrespect me in front of others."Gust
Dorian Grimaldi. As I pushed open the door to my dimly lit room, the familiar sight of Eden lying peacefully on the bed greeted me. The soft glow from the bedside lamp illuminated the room, casting a warm and comforting aura. Her red hair was splayed across the pillow in loose tendrils, framing her delicate features like a halo. The gentle rise and fall of her chest indicated she was deep in sleep, breathing in rhythmic patterns.But as I moved closer to her, a frown creased my brow as I noticed her face scrunched up in pain. My heart skipped a beat, and my steps quickened as I reached out to gently touch her forehead, which felt feverish to the touch. Concern etched across my face as I tried to rouse her from her restless slumber.I noticed Eden's hands were gripping the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white. "Eden, what's wrong?" I asked, the worry evident in my voice.She turned her head towards me, her eyes squinting from the pain. "It's my stomach," she groaned, "it's been
Eden Monroe.I opened my eyes, and my head was throbbing, making it difficult for me to concentrate. I looked around the room, but there was no one in sight. With a groan, I got down from the bed, my feet barely able to hold my weight. Slowly but surely, I made my way towards the window side of the room, my eyes squinting in the bright sunlight.As I made my way to the window, the breathtaking sight before me took my breath away. The view of the pack was beyond magnificent. The lush green forest extended as far as my eyes could see, and the sun shone down on the pack, casting a warm golden glow over the entire area. The pack was a bustling hive of activity. I watched as the people moved about, tending to their daily tasks. Some were training in the yard, their muscles rippling with each movement as they perfected their techniques. Others were tending to the gardens, their gentle hands carefully tending to the vibrant flowers and plants.As I gazed out the window, I couldn't help but f
Dorian Grimaldi. I gestured towards the plate of pancakes on the counter. "I told you to feed her properly, and this is what you give her? Pancakes?!"Olivia looked taken aback, but Sarah just shrugged. "It's not my fault she's not one of us," she said coolly.I was livid, mad at her utter disregard to me, as I was about to step forward. . . Eden put a hand on my arm. "It's fine," she said, trying to keep me from losing it, "I'm not that hungry anyway." She added, trying to pacify me. I turned to face her, my eyes softening a little, "No, it's not fine," I said, my voice gentler now. "You deserve to be treated with respect, and that includes being fed properly. I'll make sure it never happens again."She smiled weakly at me, loss of words. I turned back to face both Sarah and Olivia, "Listen to me, this is the last time in your dreaded life that you will ever speak to me like that again or else. . . You know what I am going to do to you." I said to them, my eyes were more on Sarah
Eden Monroe..I was startled awake by a loud thud in the middle of the night. I sat up in bed, trying to discern the source of the noise. That's when I noticed the room was freezing, and an icy breeze was blowing through the window.As I looked towards the window, my eyes widened in horror. A dark figure was hovering outside, its glowing eyes fixed on her. It looked like something out of a nightmare, with twisted limbs and sharp claws that gleamed in the moonlight.I tried to scream, but my voice was caught in my throat. I felt frozen with fear, unable to move a muscle. The figure started to move towards me, its shadowy form sliding through the window as if it were made of smoke.Just as the creature was about to pounce on me, I jolted awake, drenched in sweat. It had all been a nightmare. Or had it?As I tried to calm my racing heart, I realized that the room was still freezing, and an eerie breeze was blowing through the window. I slowly turned my head towards the window, half expe
Eden Monroe. Ben's voice broke the silence, "Eden, what are you doing here?" he asked, his tone laced with confusion and surprise. I could see the flicker of recognition in his eyes, but it was clear he didn't expect to see me here in the Grimaldi Pack.My heart was racing with a million emotions as I struggled to find the right words to say. Ben's deep voice, filled with surprise and confusion, only added to the intensity of the moment. "I should be asking you that," I finally managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I never expected to see you here."Ben took a step closer to me, and I couldn't help but notice the way his eyes sparkled. He was still the same Ben I had known my entire life, but there was something different about him. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on. As he embraced me, I felt a rush of emotions flood through me. Tears streamed down my face as I held onto him tightly, feeling the weight of all the times we had been apart. "Neither did I," Ben
Eden Monroe. After confessing everything to Ben, his face transformed into a kaleidoscope of emotions, and a sense of joy radiated from his countenance. "Goodness gracious, Eden, you had the time of your life!" he exclaimed, beaming at me.I returned his smile, but my thoughts quickly turned to the pressing matter at hand. "Ben," I began hesitantly, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep up my cheeks, "could you enlighten me about life in the pack? Are there amicable individuals to be found?"My voice was urgent as I sought answers to my lingering questions, eager to know more about the community I had found myself in. I craved details, and I longed for someone to tell me everything that I needed to know.Ben's face fell as he spoke, "I never knew that the world of the wolves was real until I stumbled into it. I was just a regular human who got caught up in the wrong place at the wrong time. When the pack found me, I thought it was the end of my life. But then, they accepted me as o