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
Dorian Grimaldi.I led my soldiers into the pack's borders, our wolf forms snarling with aggression as we scented the rogue intruders who had dared to infiltrate our borders. With fierce determination, we dispersed the enemy, driving them away from the pack. Morphing back into my human form, I surveyed my soldiers, my keen eyes taking in every detail. I knew that they had done well, but I also knew that they needed to be more vigilant in the future. "We cannot let this happen again," I said firmly, my voice laced with a steely resolve. As I waited for my second-in-command, Gustavo, to arrive, I couldn't help but worry about the safety of my pack. "Where are you?" I mindlinked Gustavo, my concern palpable. "I'm on my way," Gustavo responded, his tone urgent. My heart leaped with relief at Gustavo's reply, but I couldn't help but ask about my mate, Eden. "How is she? Is she alright?" I inquired, my voice tinged with worry. "She's fine," Gustavo replied, a hint of amusement in his v
Dorian Grimaldi.It's been a grueling week of strenuous exercise and training, my muscles were fatigued and my mind was weary. The once jovial and carefree demeanor of my mate, Dorian, had drastically shifted, and I couldn't help but notice the newfound rigidity in his movements and tone.When he had gotten the letter then, I was concerned for him, I prodded about the contents of the letter he had received, hoping to glean some insight into his altered behavior. However, Dorian was evasive, only divulging that it was an invitation to a ball his mother had organized in honor of the Alpha king coronation.As I walked towards the training ground, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had taken hold of me since Dorian had received that mysterious letter. The usually bustling pack house was quiet, with most of the wolves occupied with their own activities or off doing pack business. Dorian was nowhere to be found, which wasn't surprising as he had been scarce since the letter arr
Dorian Grimaldi. I strode with a purposeful gait towards my mother's opulent chambers, my footsteps echoing through the grand halls of my ancestral home. My mind was fraught with confusion and indignation at the news that the Mendalv family had been welcomed into my pack without my knowledge or consent. I stormed into my mother's chamber, my rage palpable as I confronted her without preamble. "What is the meaning of this? Why have the Mendalvs been allowed into my home?" My words were laced with anger.The lady of the house, Maurie Grimaldi, resplendent in a silken gown, regarded me with a smile that did nothing to quell my ire. "Why, my dear boy, they are here for the ball, of course. You didn't think I would neglect to invite them, did you?" she replied, her tone laced with a hint of annoyance at my outburst.My scowl deepened, and I strode closer to her, my hands balled into fists. "The Mendalvs have no place here. Their presence is an affront to our family, and I will not stand