Karyna’s POVI watched Henri idly as he worked on the laptop, immersed in his usual editing tasks. The filmmaking process had become increasingly fascinating to me, sparking a newfound interest in the concept of werewolves.In my free time, when Henri wasn’t using the laptop, I would do my research on them. I haven’t been curious enough to know more about mythical creatures, so it was quite an experience.There were numerous sources, each offering their own definitions of what a werewolf was and how they interacted with the world. In the process of studying them, I also discovered Lycans, very similar to werewolves, but they didn't transform into wolves.Some things I can say that are common throughout my research are the concept of mates and packs. They worshiped a Moon goddess, called Luna. There were some other similarities as well, but these are the major things.Like that, I had fallen into the werewolf rabbit hole and I was more invested than I was in the project. And it was all
Julian’s POVI woke up to a knock on my door. I frowned deeply, wondering who it could be. By the looks of it, it was still so early in the morning. I grabbed the glasses from the nightstand, slipping it on my face. I didn’t bother to put on a shirt as I made my way to the front door, checking the peephole to see Venom standing there.My stomach bubbled upon seeing him. After my recent discoveries and all that he has been doing behind my back, I found it very hard to trust him.I mean, yes I have been away for a few weeks, way before I joined Henri in New York, but would it hurt to inform me on the recent developments in Chappaqua?The reason I pushed back calling him this whole time was because I thought he had things under control, not running shit into the ground. I groaned, but opened the door anyway, let the sleaze bag enter.“Good morning, Henri,” he chirped as he entered, oblivious to the glares I was shooting behind his back. “What do you want?” I replied curtly. I realize
Karyna’s POVI was woken up to the sound of my phone ringing and it startled me so much that I sat up abruptly, causing my head to ring.“What the fuck…? Ugh,” I groaned, clutching my head at the annoying sound.Henri stirred beside me, waking up as well and looking very confused and uncomfortable. “Karyna…? What the—”“I know, I’m sorry. I’ll put it off,” I whispered, grabbing my phone. I ceased the sound, allowing it to ring soundlessly. Two things appeared when I glanced at my phone. First off, was the time. It was six thirty in the morning, to my dismay and annoyance.And the second, was my mother’s name written on the Caller ID. I frowned, feeling frustrated. Why was my mother calling me again? And so early at that?I groaned. It had better be something important, I thought, as I picked up the call at the last ring. “Yes, mom?”“Karyna! How are you, my dear,” she chirped behind the phone and it just made my headache even worse.“What do you want? Why are you calling at…six in th
Henri’s POV As I tapped away at the keys of the keyboard on my laptop, I found myself spacing out in between, unable to concentrate on what I was doing. I cursed silently as I belatedly realized what I was supposed to do, only to discover that I was messing it all up. I sighed, pinching my brows together with my index and thumb. “Can you start all over again? It’s not yet to my taste,” I said to Karyna, looking over the screen of my laptop. She frowned, turning to look at me. “What? Why? What did I do wrong now?” “Your acting is not as good enough. I want you to recreate that emotion again,” I told her simply, timing up the camera again. She exhaled with a pout but still went back to her position to do as she was instructed. I strolled over to her, right in front of the backdrop of the studio, so that we could reshoot the scene again. It was the funeral scene and it was fucking with my brain because I kept envisioning the past.. Where Sara blamed me and hit me repeatedly, blaming
Karyna’s POVI woke up with hunger pangs gnawing at my stomach. After the intense acting session earlier, it dawned on me that I hadn't eaten a thing.I slipped off the bed and went to the kitchen to get myself something to eat. I scanned the area briefly, taking note of the food items in the pantry and in the fridge.Since arriving here, Onyx and Henri had been the ones preparing meals. I hadn't really had the chance to contribute much. I think I should repay the favor today.Not like I was a great cook, but well, I mean, Henri has been working hard, editing my project, so it would be fair that I take care of him, right? The food items here were limited, but I could make do with what I had. There was a loaf of bread in the pantry, so I grabbed a bottle of olive oil, garlic, basil, and Parmesan cheese to make some Pesto to go with it.I grabbed some frozen ravioli from the freezer and put some water in the pot, with a little bit of olive oil, before adding the ravioli.Fresh tomatoes
Julian’s POV“Well…I’m not really sure about this, and I wouldn’t like to assume, but…” Karyna trailed off, her voice sounding uncertain across the phone.My brows furrowed in thought as I rummaged through the cupboards, grabbing the bag of Cheetos and Pringles I had discovered earlier.“But what?” I replied, urging her to continue as I made my way to the living room and settled onto the couch, trying to get comfortable.“I think your friend, Onyx, is gay,” she finally said.I frowned immediately at the news. Onyx was homosexual? It had never crossed my mind that he could be gay since every male werewolf I knew was not, and neither did I expect Karyna to be the one who would reveal this news to me.“Wh-What makes you think so?” I asked rather curiously. She couldn't just jump to conclusions like that, right? There must have been something that caught her attention for her to make such accusations.“I mean, he has been acting kinda strange when he was here, showing signs and all,” Sh
Henri’s POVMy phone rang beside me, lighting up with Julian’s name written in bold as the Caller ID.I picked up after a few rings. “Yes?”“Onyx has been kidnapped,” was the first thing he told me as soon as I answered the call. I blinked, trying to process the statement, but he continued speaking, his voice filled with worry.“I just found out about it, and apparently he was kidnapped the same day that he left for his motel. You could have let him stay longer.” I felt my stomach churn slightly, knowing that I was the cause that he went back that day, but it disappeared as soon as it came.“I’m still here in Chappaqua. I can’t go and rescue him,” Julian lamented in a sore tone.I waited for him to finish before I decided to speak. “So? What do you want me to do about it now?” “You’re over there in New York, closer to him than I am, and it’s way more convenient for you to help him,” he said, and I let out a mirthless chuckle.“Why would I put myself in danger because of your friend
Karyna’s POV“Why are you here?” I asked, with my back still facing him. Despite our argument about an hour ago, I couldn’t help but still feel salty about how mean he was, for a dumb reason.He sighed heavily. “Karyna, don’t be like that,”I scoffed. So he was gonna continue with this act. That’s fine. Two can play at this game. “Like what? I’m merely asking why you’re here,”“I…I came to apologize,” he finally said, his voice above a whisper. “For what?” I continued to act nonchalant.“For being such an uncaring asshole and snapping at you. I shouldn’t have. You didn’t deserve such cold treatment,” his voice in my ears sounded like smelling honey in the night air, and I could feel myself melting already, under his honey trap.I finally turned to face him, sitting up on the bed. His face was somber and filled with remorse. And those green eyes reflected regret.I softened immediately.“Then why wouldn't you go and rescue him?”He suddenly looked nervous and tense, scratching at hi
Julian’s POV “Don’t kill him yet. I want to return all the ten slaps he gave me.” Karyna’s words rang in my ears and I felt a dark cloud of rage enveloped me. I shot forward but she grasped my hand, restraining me as I fumed. “Release my hand,” I ordered her, breathing heavily. Karyna shook her head stubbornly. “No. You promised me not to kill him if Henri didn't.” She whispered, her hand squeezing my clenched fist. I wasn't aware he hit her 10 times before I made that oath. No one can stop Venar from dying today. “I can't keep this promise, Karyna. Only his death can dispel the anger rooted in my chest.” I growled, my whole body convulsing with fury. I released my Alpha aura, thinking the overwhelming energy would push her away but she remained steadfast, unwilling to leave my side. Any sensible werewolf would have kept their distance from a raging Alpha, knowing that the raw power could easily crush them, and they would never be able to shift again. But of course, my Kary
Henri’s POV I had made a vow to kill Venar with my own hands, just like I did his father, Venom. Why? Because both of them are nuisances. That son of a gun kidnapped my Karyna and nearly slapped her to death. “Fucking bastard!” I growled, my hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel as I trailed after Venar. I wanted to go after him that morning, but Karyna was badly injured, and I feared we might lose the surviving baby in her womb, so I let him escape. I placed the highest fucking bounty on his head, but none of the hitmen found find him. I had a feeling he had been lurking in the shadows like a rat scuttling away from the light, and I was right. “You think you can hide forever, don’t you?" I muttered under my breath, a venomous smirk lifting my face. “I’ll make you regret every choice you’ve made. You’ll wish you never crossed me, just like your father did. When I finally catch up with him, I will make sure you taste what it felt like to be slapped to death.” Th
Karyna’s POV The short skirt I wore did nothing to conceal the wetness trickling down my thighs. I could even catch a whiff of my own arousal in the air, and I was sure Julian and Henri could sense it too. “Jules, please,” I let out a desperate plea when he wouldn’t slip his fingers inside me. Julian had been tormenting me; using his middle finger to rub my clit in circles, lightly pressing kisses against my neck. He growled lowly, that deep sound sending explosive waves of arousal down my spine. “What are you begging me for, my love?” Julian whispered in the shell of my ear, and it suddenly felt like we were the only ones in the car. The sensation in my lower stomach was too consuming. I could feel my pussy throbbing painfully as my heart pounded under my chest. The intensity of the moment was almost too much to bear, so I just looked into his green eyes, hoping he’d understand just how much I craved him at that moment. “Alpha. I don’t think your fingers can d
Karyna’s POVAs we made our way to Henri’s car, a whirlwind of emotions washed over me. I couldn't bring myself to accept that my abusive father was truly gone. I was still in shock. I could feel the overwhelming amount of fear I had for Thomas Vegas dissipating with each assurance that he was indeed dead. He was killed by Julian. I was caught between feeling relieved that he could no longer harm me, or force me to do his vile wishes and the nagging question of whether I should feel sorrowful for his death.I’d known that cruel man all my life, and I’d always thought he was invincible, so it was crazy to believe that he was dead, just like that. He had been wealthy and influential during his life, but now he wouldn’t have a final resting place because Julien had killed him to avenge me, and his body would remain lost forever.When we got in front of the car, Julian pulled the back seat door for me, and I slid in. I could feel the sizzling heat coming from his body as he sat beside
Julian’s POV I was anticipating kissing Karyna until she was lost for words again when an iPhone ringing echoed in my ears. “Who's fucking phone is that? Fuck, it’s mine.” I groaned inwardly and went to pick it up, licking my lips to savor the pancake I had just eaten. When I saw that it was Leah who was calling me, my suppressed anger returned. I didn't want this woman calling me. But I was still using the same phone I was using when I was wearing the skin mask that was similar to Onyx’s face. Jeremy deserves his phone and number. I made a mental note to sort that out today before turning to Henri and Karyna. “It’s Leah,” I revealed, bitterness coating my voice like poison. I felt Karyna’s worry surge, even without her saying a word. She looked at me with those baby-blue eyes, her gaze filled with concern and thoughts of another threat. Another threat from my family. I clenched my jaw at that. I contemplated whether I should step outside to answer her. Leah knew I acce
Karyna’s POV I'd been eavesdropping on Julian and Henri's conversation after Henri entered. I heard Henri's laughter and Julian's question of what was funny. Henri's response of “everything” was followed by Julian's shocking revelation that made me blink in disbelief. Besides the fox he killed, he had also attempted to harm one of them. Did he see killing as a normal thing? “I was simply bullying her back for you,” Julian stated, walking over to retrieve the bowl of pancakes in my hand. My eyes widened in astonishment. I couldn't fathom his nonchalant attitude towards serious actions like this. I paused my lips, my heart sinking as I gazed back and forth between the Alphas I had fallen hopeless for. I didn't want to think that I had judged them wrongly or I had underestimated their animalistic nature. “I understand where you're coming from, Julian. But you can't go around ending lives or torturing animals just to defend me from bullies or make me accessories,” “I alre
Henri’s POV As I dashed after Karyna, my heart pounded with worry. How could she be so reckless, especially after yesterday's events? The arsonist might still be out there, and here she was, venturing off alone because she was pissed about the death of a fox. Her blind courage angers me and it fills me with worry. Why couldn't she be more concerned about her safety? I finally caught up to her just before she reached the guards who were stationed in front of the house. Without hesitation, I grasped her arm firmly and stopped her in her tracks. “Karyna, stop!” I urged, my voice thick with concern and frustration. “This is just our way of life. It's normal for werewolves to hunt and kill other animals. Hunting and killing are what we do. There's no need to get upset,” I deadpanned. Karyna turned to shoot me an angry glare, her baby-blue eyes revealing bitterness and confusion. “Normal? Are you freaking serious right now?” Her voice trembled as she spoke. “Just because
Julian’s POV The snow poured heavily on me, stinging like a thousand icy needles, yet I refused to halt my sprint. What was supposed to be a simple 15-minute early morning run turned into a relentless sprint fueled by my escalating anger. It wasn't just Henri's continuous provocation to abandon the Pack that fueled my fury. It was the unsettling realization that his reasons were valid, and I might be forced to confront a truth I wasn't ready to face. I was certain he'd only come back to safeguard Karyna and our child. Yet, deep down, I clung to a foolish wish that his return would reignite the memories of the beautiful life we once shared here and he would want to protect the pack, but as I said, it was a foolish wish. It hurt like crazy to admit that he didn't see this Pack estate as home but as a refuge camp, where he could hide from his enemies, and leave at any slight inconvenience. “Do you really think they want me back as their Alpha? All they want is a pack to b
Karyna’s POV In my dreams, Julian and Henri were having a heated argument. Julian was clearly upset, warning Henri never to mention abandoning the Pack, but Henri insisted it was necessary for our survival. I thought it was all just a dream until a loud door slam woke me up, and there was Julian storming off in frustration. “Henri,” I called out, my voice filled with surprise. I saw the worry etched on his face as he locked eyes with me, and I felt a pang in my heart. Did he insist on abandoning the pack because he was triggered by my mention of needing a break from the chaos surrounding us? Henri sighed softly and walked closer, he climbed on the bed and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Morning, sweetheart,” he greeted, his voice above a whisper. Though his tone seemed light, the somber look in his green eyes and the shadow of regret on his face showed he was sad about the argument he just had with Julian. “Did you really believe we will be safe if we abandon the Pack?” I