… Elder ken pov…I leaned back in my chair, a sense of amusement evident in my dry laugh. It seemed that Nate had finally made up his mind on how to handle the situation. I rubbed my chin thoughtfully, observing him closely as he sipped his drink. There was a determined look in his eyes, and I knew he was ready to act.Leaning forward, I locked my gaze with Nate's, conveying my seriousness. “Then bring her a day before the wedding,” I stated firmly, my voice carrying a tone of authority. Nate nodded in agreement, a smile spreading across his face. As Nate put his hands in his pockets, I could sense his fondness for the topic of opera. Curiosity sparked within me, and I leaned forward, eager to hear more. “So, why do you like opera?” I inquired, genuinely interested in his perspective. A smile graced Nate's face as he began to share his thoughts. “Dad loved opera,” he said, his voice carrying a touch of nostalgia. “Growing up, he would often play recordings of famous opera arias and
… Eva's pov…I sat on the edge of the bed, my body aching, and my mind filled with a mix of pain and anticipation. The doctor had informed me that I would be discharged today, but the discomfort lingered within me. Tomorrow was meant to be my wedding day, yet here I was, grappling with physical pain and an overwhelming sense of uncertainty.Rubbing my tired eyes, I tried to gather my thoughts, to find solace amidst the chaos. The door creaked open, and the doctor entered the room, his presence signaling the beginning of my departure. “Miss,” he said gently, offering me a reassuring smile. I mustered a weak response and rose from the bed, following his lead. My hospital gown had been replaced with a simple t-shirt and a skirt, an attempt to provide some semblance of normalcy amidst the whirlwind of emotions.Silently, I trailed behind the doctor as we made our way through the corridors. Nate awaited us outside, his face a mask of concern. We exchanged glances, but no words were spoken
… Eva's pov…I woke up, my gaze instinctively drawn towards the windows. To my surprise, I noticed that they had been changed and reinforced overnight. My heart sank as the realization hit me—my escape plan had been thwarted. The hope that had fueled my dreams last night evaporated instantly.Sitting up on the bed, I rubbed my tired eyes, trying to shake off the disappointment that threatened to consume me. The weight of my circumstances settled heavily upon my shoulders, reminding me of the challenges that lay ahead.With a sigh, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my body protesting as I put weight on my injured side. The bandage wrapped around the wound reminded me of the pain I had endured, both physically and emotionally. I limped slightly as I made my way towards the bathroom, determination pushing me forward despite the discomfort.Taking slow, deliberate steps, I began to remove my clothes' bit by bit, careful not to aggravate the wound. The fabric clung to my skin, as i
…Eva's pov…I let out a sigh as I picked a body lotion from the drawer. my hands moved hurriedly, applying it to my skin with quick, almost mechanical motions. I knew I had to dress swiftly, hoping to avoid another unexpected intrusion. Slipping into a pair of comfortable yoga pants and a loose-fitting top, I plopped down onto my bed, feeling a mix of exhaustion and frustration.As I settled onto the bed, my mind still reeling from the earlier intrusion, a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. "Coming," I grunted, my voice tinged with irritation. I walked over to the door, bracing herself for another encounter, and opened it.Nate stood before her, holding a tray with covered plates. The sight of the food momentarily distracted me from my annoyance. He closed the door behind him and placed the tray on the table, the aroma of warm food wafting through the air.I couldn't deny that my stomach growled in response, hunger gnawing at her. Despite my reservations about Nate's earlier i
… Eva's pov…Nate's frown sent a shiver down my spine, and I could feel his intense gaze piercing through me. My heart sank as his words cut through the air like a bitter wind. “What I do is none of your business,” he spat, his once warm face turning cold and distant. Without another word, he turned on his heels and walked out, leaving me standing there, bewildered and hurt.As the door clicked shut behind him, a wave of emotions washed over me. Confusion twisted my thoughts, and I could feel my brows tremble with unspoken words. How had we reached this point? What had happened to the easy laughter and shared moments that used to define our relationship?I leaned against the closed door, struggling to make sense of it all. Nate's sudden shift in demeanor left me feeling rejected and unwanted. Questions filled my mind, clamoring for answers that seemed elusive. Was there something I had done wrong? Had I unknowingly crossed a line? The weight of uncertainty settled heavily on my should
… Nate's pov…As I passed Robert, my gaze fixed on the guards diligently pulling tents outside the manor. The progress seemed satisfactory, and Robert's nod affirmed that everything was going well. The atmosphere was filled with a sense of accomplishment, but as a droplet of rain landed on my face, a smile crept across my lips.The rain continued to fall, each droplet cascading down my face, mingling with the refreshing sensation of the cool water. Robert's frown caught my attention, and when he looked at my face, his surprise was evident. But my smile remained unwavering, almost mischievous, as the rain poured harder around us.“Sire, this is bad,” Robert expressed his concern, his voice laced with worry. His attention turned to my expression, searching for understanding. Yet, I couldn't help but wave my hands dismissively.I reveled at the moment, embracing the unanticipated downpour. The raindrops danced upon my skin, a reminder of the unpredictability and beauty of nature. There w
…Eva's pov…I sat on the edge of my bed, my eyes fixated on the exquisite wedding gown that lay before me. The anticipation filled the air, mingling with my nerves, creating a whirlwind of emotions inside me. It was the eve of the ceremony, and every passing moment seemed to intensify the mixture of excitement and anxiety that coursed through my veins.The gown, a masterpiece crafted by skilled hands, shimmered under the soft glow of the room's chandelier. It seemed to radiate a mesmerizing aura, as if whispering promises of enchantment and beauty. The ivory satin fabric flowed gracefully, cascading from the delicate straps down to the floor, forming a magnificent train that trailed behind it.As I reached out to touch the gown, my fingers grazed the silky texture, and a shiver of anticipation ran down my spine. The bodice, adorned with intricate lace appliques, hugged my figure perfectly, accentuating my curves in a flattering embrace. The gentle sweetheart neckline framed my collarb
… Eva's pov…The night enveloped us and the garden embraced our whispers, I found myself caught between the beauty of the scenery and the complexities of my emotions. The garden, with its magical allure, had transformed what was meant to be a dreadful conversation into an unexpectedly profound moment. And amidst the shadows and the fragrance of blossoms, I dared to believe that even in the most unexpected places, love could bloom.I wanted to talk to Nate, to explore the depths of Nate's emotions and unravel the mysteries that surrounded him. But before we could delve any further, a sudden clatter disrupted the tranquil atmosphere. The sound of approaching footsteps drew closer, and a man dressed in the attire of an attendant appeared before us.The attendant's gaze shifted from me to Nate, and I could sense a weighty message in his eyes. Nate stood up, his expression betraying a sense of urgency as he moved closer to the attendant. They exchanged words in hushed whispers, their conv
… Eva's pov… I stared at Miles's furious eyes, my heart raced, and my mind scrambled to find the right words to say. He was convinced I had released those pictures, but the truth was, I had nothing to do with it. I knew who did it, but revealing the culprit meant exposing a dark secret that could shatter the fragile trust between Miles and me. For now, I had to protect myself from Miles, the real mastermind behind the deceit.My face contorted into a scowl as Miles accused me of lying. “You can't lie to me, Eva,” he said with a tone that mixed hurt and frustration. His grip on my hands tightened, but I had to remain strong. I couldn't let Miles fall victim to Miles' cunning games.“It was nothing,” I replied, trying to feign innocence as I shrugged my shoulders.Mile's doubt and anger were evident, but I was unable to bring myself to confess the truth. The fear of Miles' wrath kept my lips sealed. As I hurriedly walked away, my heart pounded in my chest, and my mind raced with fear an
…Eva's pov… I dropped onto the couch, my heart was pounding, my lips shivering with anticipation and anxiety. Thoughts raced through my mind as I looked at the closed door, wondering what secrets it held. My eyes then caught a glimpse of the phone lying on the couch beside me, a tempting source of answers.I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the phone, unsure if I wanted to know what lay hidden within its digital confines. But curiosity got the better of me, and I finally stretched my hand out to pick it up. With a deep breath, I unlocked the device and opened his social media profile, hoping to find some clues.As I scrolled through, I was relieved to see that no pictures had been released. However, I squinted my eyes, trying to discern any cryptic messages or hidden hints. Frowning, I moved on to his emails, searching for anything that might shed light on the mysterious deal.My heart raced as I delved deeper into his digital life, but there was still no sign of any com
… Eva's pov…I can't believe Miles right now. He's always been the one to trust, the one who understands me, but today feels different. I take a step back, one foot after the other, as I try to distance myself from the conversation. His frown deepens, and I can see the bewilderment in his eyes."What makes you think so?" he asks, his eyebrows slanting in concern. But I can't handle it right now. I don't want to listen to any of it. Not at all."I don't want to hear none of it," I say firmly, raising my voice to make my point clear. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, my emotions getting the better of me. I wave my hands in frustration, trying to keep myself from breaking down."Eva," Miles starts to say, but I can't let him continue. I cut him off sharply, repeating myself, "At all! I don't want to hear none of it."My cheeks feel hot, and I know they must be flushed red. I hate feeling this way—angry, hurt, and confused all at once. Why can't things just be simple? Why does eve
… Eva's pov…I looked up, my eyes meeting Miles as he descended the stairs. My gaze was icy, concealing the turmoil of emotions beneath a Stoic exterior. It was hard to discern what I was truly thinking or feeling as I watched him approach, seemingly unfazed by my cold stare. Did he even realize the intensity of my scrutiny?As he reached the bottom of the stairs, I couldn't tear my eyes away. They narrowed slightly, betraying the lingering fixation on him. There was an undeniable tension between us, a history of unresolved conflicts and complicated emotions that lingered in the air.Our interactions were never warm or open. Silence hung heavy between us, speaking louder than any words we could exchange. The unspoken emotions were palpable, leaving anyone observing us curious about the nature of our relationship and the events that had led to this moment.I wondered if the coldness in my eyes would ever thaw, if we'd ever find a way to bridge the gap that had grown between us. Or perh
Eva's povI was busy in the kitchen, humming a soft tune to myself as I prepared breakfast. It had been two months since I moved into this house, and I had finally settled in, becoming familiar with the creaky floorboards and the way the morning sunlight streamed through the kitchen window. The rhythmic clinking of utensils and the aroma of fresh coffee filled the air, making me feel at home.As I was flipping pancakes on the stovetop, my phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the screen, I saw that it was an unknown number. Usually, I'd let it go to voicemail, but something made me curious this time. Maybe it was the way the morning felt, a sense of adventure in the air, or simply the desire for a change from my usual routine.I wiped my hands on a kitchen towel and picked up the phone, "Hello?""Eva, is that you?" a voice on the other end asked hesitantly.My heart skipped a beat, and my mind raced to identify the voice. It wasn't a voice I recognized immediately. "Yes, this is Eva. May I
...Nate's pov...As I sat in the car, my mind was filled with a mixture of concern and determination. I was on a call with someone who seemed to have crucial information, and I needed to be sure of its accuracy. "Are you really sure?" I asked, hoping for confirmation."Yes, sir," the person on the other end of the call replied confidently. "I am sure. We didn't report it earlier because we didn't immediately match her description with the lady in mention. But calculating the time, she must have been the one. Coupled with her ignorance and discretion as reported."I nodded, taking in the information carefully. It seemed that they had found a lead on Eva, and it was important for me to be fully informed to ensure her safety."Okay, okay," I replied, sounding convinced. "But... I hope no one else has this information that will trace her back to us.""No one," the voice reassured me. "She was, however, traced to the bar. Also, a bar attendant said someone took her. He matched the descripti
…Eva's pov…My eyes watered, and my lips quivered as I looked at Miles. His smile and laughter in response to my outburst only fueled my anger. “Damn you,” I howled, my voice a mix of frustration and hurt.He turned, seemingly unfazed by my emotional outburst, and casually mentioned that breakfast was ready. The sound of my stomach grumbling reminded me of my hunger, but I didn't want anything from him.“You think I want anything from you?” I growled, my hands balling into fists. I would rather not give him the satisfaction of knowing that his breakfast offer tempted me.“What are you waiting for?” he asked, standing there at the door post, seemingly unperturbed by my anger.I moved towards him, my eyebrows slanted with determination. My legs were still shaky, and I felt haggard from the emotional turmoil he had put me through. I knew he had planned this, trying to manipulate me by offering food when he knew I was hungry.He seemed to read my thoughts and confirmed it with a smirk. “Y
…Eva's pov… I watched Miles leave the room, my heart boiled with anger and frustration. How could he just walk away like that? After everything we shared, he acted as if it meant nothing to him. It felt like he was constantly pushing me away, and I couldn't bear it any longer.My chest heaved up and down as I tried to control my emotions. The sudden transformation had left my wolf weak, and the rush of emotions was overwhelming. I wanted to scream, to let out all the pent-up anger inside me, but I felt powerless to do anything.I clenched my fists, feeling the limits of my strength breaking, but there was no outlet for it. I couldn't take my anger out on Miles, even though part of me wanted to lash out at him for hurting me like this.As the rage subsided, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me. The emotional turmoil had drained me, and I could do nothing but stare weakly at the door through which Miles had left. It hurt to realize that I still cared for him despite everything.My
… Miles pov…I disengaged from Eva, rolling off her with a sense of relief washing over me. Our bodies had been intertwined, and the physical warmth between us was palpable. It was a mixture of emotions that I couldn't fully decipher.As I lay there, trying to catch my breath, as I moved a little my body came in contact with Eva's body again and I couldn't help but notice how Eva's body still radiated heat. My heart was pounding, and wiped a bead of sweat from my forehead. The room felt stifling, and I needed to clear my head. What had just happened between us was passionate?Eva stirred beside me and her body seemed to get warmer. I glanced at her, wondering what she was thinking. Did she feel the same mix of emotions I did? Or was she just as confused as I was about where we stood?The moonlight filtered through the window, casting an ethereal glow upon the room. It was a full moon and the beautiful moon made the room half visible. Her breaths heavy, and I could feel the warmth of h