~Third Person POV~ Ange paced frantically in her room. Her father had commanded her to remain confined to her quarters until he resolved some undisclosed matter. He had even posted guards outside, sealing her door. She had seen and heard things that really didn't sit well with her, mostly because
~Ezinne~ The bed felt cold and empty without Malik beside me, and I missed his touch and warmth. I lay there, enveloped in the chill of the empty sheets, wondering when our lives would go back to being normal, when things would finally settle down. When we would get to break the curse that plag
"Did you have fun?" she inquired, extending my underwear toward me. "I've never felt so alive in a long time," I responded, gratefully accepting the clothes. As Rhea and I walked back through the thickets toward the edge of the woods, the moment felt ripe to broach the delicate subject of her past
~Malik~ We were received warmly in the North, but there was an undercurrent tension in the atmosphere. The Alphas seemed to be hiding something, whispering among themselves during dinner the previous night, making Rafe, Hunter, and me feel like outsiders. I shouldn't have been bothered about whate
~Malik~ We reached the Lycan Parliament in record time. I barely had time to kill the engine before I leapt out of the car. My wolf had taken over, transforming me into my formidable half-wolf, half-human form. My brothers and the warriors who accompanied me followed closely, ready to unleash their
"Do you remember that night when you and your father were forced to watch him suck out the blood from your mother and sister?" Abee continued, his smirk sinister, almost satisfactory as he recalled that encounter. "I see you remember. Now, how do you feel knowing that our people suffer because of th
~Ezinne~ I sat at the edge of the bed; my eyes glued to Malik as he paced like a caged panther. The only sound was the thud of his boots on the marble floor, repeating the drumbeat of tension in my chest. Ever since we got back from Parliament, the man hadn’t stopped pacing. It was as if he
I had never made such a pledge before not even when I was head over heels for Garrick, the heartbreaker. But Malik? He was a whole different breed of man, one who had treated me with so much love and respect that no one else ever had. "My love, my loyalty, my trust— they're all yours as well," he m