SophiaThe storm broke out in the middle of the night. The news reports had announced that a strong storm was coming, but I didn’t think it would be that bad. However, the sky kept lighting up.A thunderclap echoed everywhere. I felt the sound inside my body, vibrating. I felt it in my chest as if the sound had settled there. I sat up in bed and, as if the sky confirmed my suspicions, a lightning bolt lit up the entire room. Then, darkness. Total darkness. The power had gone out. Ever since Bright stopped sleeping in our bed, I haven’t been able to sleep with the lights off. Especially not after those guys almost kidnapped me. I didn’t feel safe being alone in the dark, so I decided I had to leave my room.The bedroom was upstairs, but I didn’t want to stay alone and unprotected. I didn’t know what could happen out there. The werewolves guarding the house had to be more alert than ever because the sound of the rain and the storm wouldn’t let them hear anything around them.For a few s
SophiaIt hadn’t been long since he walked through the door of the house with permission from the werewolves. Bright wasn’t home, so I had to seize the opportunity. I didn’t want to talk about this with Bright anywhere near.I didn’t know how to begin. The words were stuck in my throat because I knew he wouldn’t want to hear what I had to say. I knew how he would react, but I hoped for the opposite. I was afraid, but I gathered my courage.I was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, holding the phone in my hands while Dante sat in the dining room, waiting for me. I had asked him to come over because I didn’t want to hide anything from him. If we were going to have an honest relationship, now was the time to prove it. We both had things to resolve. Neither of us had an ideal situation.I took a deep breath and entered the dining room where Dante was waiting with a cup of coffee in his hands.Dante looked up from his cup when I sat down across from him. His expression was serious, that
SophiaI’d been thinking the whole time about what I felt. There was so much chaos inside me and I didn’t know what decision to make. Everything seemed both right and wrong at the same time. I wanted to divorce Bright to be with Dante, but at the same time, I didn’t want to be with Dante if it meant divorcing Bright. It was incredibly stupid and immature of me, but I couldn’t deny what was inside me.I wanted to stop feeling something for Bright, but the more I fought to exhaust the love that had begun to bloom in my heart, the worse it got. It was like sinking deeper into that love that appeared out of nowhere. It would’ve been easy to rip the feeling from my chest, but I couldn’t find a way. I thought being with Dante would clear my mind, but it didn’t. Dante put everything in an unfair perspective, and I had to face my feelings for Bright every single day.Dante was right when he said I still had feelings for Bright. He was right, and I wasn’t able to accept it. Dante sensed it —he
SophiaEverything happened too fast, and now my mind had to work twice as hard to process what had happened. My decisions were still random, unplanned, and then the feeling of uncertainty and confusion struck both my mind and body.The tea kettle was whistling, producing a sharp, constant sound, but I didn’t turn it off. I didn’t feel like doing it or moving at all. I just stared at it, as if in that noise I could find answers or at least a bit of mental peace. My chest rose and fell heavily, processing every second we had spent physically united. It had been so intense and exquisite, but the greatness of what we shared also carried a heavy weight on my shoulders.Yes, Bright and I had made love.It wasn’t just sex. I felt it in the way he kissed me, touched me, whispered my name. It was more than a physical impulse. It was like opening a door we had both kept closed out of fear of what we’d find behind it. A door I had locked with a bolt out of fear.Bright entered the kitchen. Insta
SophiaThe storm had passed a few days ago. Things between Bright and me weren’t bad, but they didn’t feel comfortable either at least not for me.He tried to start conversations whenever we were close, but we hadn’t brought up what had happened between us. I was grateful he hadn’t said a word about it, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to. I could see it in his eyes, but he was giving me space.I really liked what happened between us again. Every time it happened, it surpassed the last. Now I understand why the women Bright had slept with had fallen so deeply for him: because Bright had a touch that was hard to forget. His damned mouth was enchanted with the most powerful love spell.Ever since I closed the door behind Bright that morning, I knew some things couldn’t be undone. I was left alone on the same couch where we’d shared such an intimate and complicated moment, feeling empty. Not empty of emotions, but of direction. I didn’t know where to go or what to do with the mix of g
BrightNo matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her out of my head. No matter how much I fought it, her name wandered through my mind all the time, causing me emotional turmoil. I didn’t know how to go back to what we used to be because everything had changed between us forever.Sophia.Her name slips into my mind during every moment of silence and sneaks into my thoughts even when I’m in the middle of a meeting with the pack. Her laugh, the way she frowns when something bothers her, the sparkle in her eyes when she tries to appear strong and fails… all of that haunts me. It disgusted me to think about her so much because I was never like this. This wasn’t me. I never liked feeling anything, but the more I tried to erase her from my mind, the more the feeling clung to my heart.Since that night, her image has become a constant echo within me. Something unforgettable. And even though we haven’t truly spoken since then, her presence hasn’t left me. She was tattooed on my skin without
SophiaThis isn't my wedding, and yet, I have to look happier than the bride herself.The members and family of the Moonlight pack were celebrating James wedding, the Alpha and my brother. He had found his mate. The scent of expensive wine floated in the air, tempting me to drown my sorrows. Everyone was chatting cheerfully. Some people clapped for my brother and his wife as they danced on the luxurious dance floor.With a glass of champagne in hand I walked through the crowd, wearing a smile that seemed just right."Hey, Sophie!" my aunt called out from a distance. She wore a gorgeous dress, her face flushed with joy. "What a wonderful moment, right?! Look at them! They make such a great couple, and they're so young!"I quickly approached her and clinked my glass against hers. The crisp sound rang pleasantly in the lively atmosphere. "Auntie, you look just the same as always." I tilted my head back and drank the champagne in one go.The bubbles burst happily on my tongue, leaving a b
Sophia"You really know how to ruin my romantic evening, Sophia."The woman was frantically wiping her face. Her delicate makeup was totally ruined now. "Honey, look at what she did!" she choked out andtried to snuggle into his arms for comfort. But Bright mercilessly pushed her away."Get out! Go wash your face quickly. You're a nuisance" his voice was cold, without the slightest trace of warmth.I narrowed my eyes at his attitude. Bright deserved a beating. If I wasn't busy keeping my balance on these stilettos, I'd make sure he knew it."It wasn't my fault. And you!" she shot me a furious look, as if she wanted to kill me, then turned around and stormed out of the room. The sound of her heels echoed angrily against the floor.She should thank me for saving her. I raised the glass, but no drip in it. Bright walked toward me. He crossed his arms over his chest, his muscles subtly flexing. He looked at me with a flash of disgust in his eyes, as if expecting an apology. But at that m
BrightNo matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her out of my head. No matter how much I fought it, her name wandered through my mind all the time, causing me emotional turmoil. I didn’t know how to go back to what we used to be because everything had changed between us forever.Sophia.Her name slips into my mind during every moment of silence and sneaks into my thoughts even when I’m in the middle of a meeting with the pack. Her laugh, the way she frowns when something bothers her, the sparkle in her eyes when she tries to appear strong and fails… all of that haunts me. It disgusted me to think about her so much because I was never like this. This wasn’t me. I never liked feeling anything, but the more I tried to erase her from my mind, the more the feeling clung to my heart.Since that night, her image has become a constant echo within me. Something unforgettable. And even though we haven’t truly spoken since then, her presence hasn’t left me. She was tattooed on my skin without
SophiaThe storm had passed a few days ago. Things between Bright and me weren’t bad, but they didn’t feel comfortable either at least not for me.He tried to start conversations whenever we were close, but we hadn’t brought up what had happened between us. I was grateful he hadn’t said a word about it, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to. I could see it in his eyes, but he was giving me space.I really liked what happened between us again. Every time it happened, it surpassed the last. Now I understand why the women Bright had slept with had fallen so deeply for him: because Bright had a touch that was hard to forget. His damned mouth was enchanted with the most powerful love spell.Ever since I closed the door behind Bright that morning, I knew some things couldn’t be undone. I was left alone on the same couch where we’d shared such an intimate and complicated moment, feeling empty. Not empty of emotions, but of direction. I didn’t know where to go or what to do with the mix of g
SophiaEverything happened too fast, and now my mind had to work twice as hard to process what had happened. My decisions were still random, unplanned, and then the feeling of uncertainty and confusion struck both my mind and body.The tea kettle was whistling, producing a sharp, constant sound, but I didn’t turn it off. I didn’t feel like doing it or moving at all. I just stared at it, as if in that noise I could find answers or at least a bit of mental peace. My chest rose and fell heavily, processing every second we had spent physically united. It had been so intense and exquisite, but the greatness of what we shared also carried a heavy weight on my shoulders.Yes, Bright and I had made love.It wasn’t just sex. I felt it in the way he kissed me, touched me, whispered my name. It was more than a physical impulse. It was like opening a door we had both kept closed out of fear of what we’d find behind it. A door I had locked with a bolt out of fear.Bright entered the kitchen. Insta
SophiaI’d been thinking the whole time about what I felt. There was so much chaos inside me and I didn’t know what decision to make. Everything seemed both right and wrong at the same time. I wanted to divorce Bright to be with Dante, but at the same time, I didn’t want to be with Dante if it meant divorcing Bright. It was incredibly stupid and immature of me, but I couldn’t deny what was inside me.I wanted to stop feeling something for Bright, but the more I fought to exhaust the love that had begun to bloom in my heart, the worse it got. It was like sinking deeper into that love that appeared out of nowhere. It would’ve been easy to rip the feeling from my chest, but I couldn’t find a way. I thought being with Dante would clear my mind, but it didn’t. Dante put everything in an unfair perspective, and I had to face my feelings for Bright every single day.Dante was right when he said I still had feelings for Bright. He was right, and I wasn’t able to accept it. Dante sensed it —he
SophiaIt hadn’t been long since he walked through the door of the house with permission from the werewolves. Bright wasn’t home, so I had to seize the opportunity. I didn’t want to talk about this with Bright anywhere near.I didn’t know how to begin. The words were stuck in my throat because I knew he wouldn’t want to hear what I had to say. I knew how he would react, but I hoped for the opposite. I was afraid, but I gathered my courage.I was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, holding the phone in my hands while Dante sat in the dining room, waiting for me. I had asked him to come over because I didn’t want to hide anything from him. If we were going to have an honest relationship, now was the time to prove it. We both had things to resolve. Neither of us had an ideal situation.I took a deep breath and entered the dining room where Dante was waiting with a cup of coffee in his hands.Dante looked up from his cup when I sat down across from him. His expression was serious, that
SophiaThe storm broke out in the middle of the night. The news reports had announced that a strong storm was coming, but I didn’t think it would be that bad. However, the sky kept lighting up.A thunderclap echoed everywhere. I felt the sound inside my body, vibrating. I felt it in my chest as if the sound had settled there. I sat up in bed and, as if the sky confirmed my suspicions, a lightning bolt lit up the entire room. Then, darkness. Total darkness. The power had gone out. Ever since Bright stopped sleeping in our bed, I haven’t been able to sleep with the lights off. Especially not after those guys almost kidnapped me. I didn’t feel safe being alone in the dark, so I decided I had to leave my room.The bedroom was upstairs, but I didn’t want to stay alone and unprotected. I didn’t know what could happen out there. The werewolves guarding the house had to be more alert than ever because the sound of the rain and the storm wouldn’t let them hear anything around them.For a few s
SophiaJames's presence was constantly in my house, just like my parents’ presence after everything that had happened. But this was the first time in days that no one was with me, except for the werewolves from the pack who watched over me outside the house. They all continued to take turns guarding, armed for better defense. They surrounded the entire house to prevent any tragedy. That made me feel safe.Bright had to meet with James and another pack to talk, and I couldn’t leave the house. They hardly allowed me to. It was also my own choice, but Bright and James were specific when they told me they didn’t want me going out.The back garden door opened, and the sound of footsteps brought me back to the present. It was Dante. His expression was serious —more than usual— and his eyes, though soft at first, hardened the moment he stepped inside.They let him in because he had my permission, but I knew everyone was talking about it. Not everyone knew that Bright and I were going to sepa
BrightThere was light when I opened my eyes. I looked toward the window, finding the sun shining directly on my face. I squinted, realizing the person beside me. It hadn’t happened in a long time.Even though I had slept in the same bed with Sophia after her nightmare, I had woken up before her, with a heavy heart and a body stiff from not wanting to move for hours, afraid of waking her. But I was glad I had managed to be by her side again.She woke up shortly after, and although she didn’t say anything, I saw the same discomfort in her eyes that I felt. She gently moved away from my arms and murmured a “thank you” before heading to the bathroom. The way she avoided my gaze made it clear that what had happened during the night had just been an automatic reaction to fear. Nothing more. It didn’t have to mean anything else to me, and that broke me inside, little by little.The house was silent, except for the ticking of the clock and the echo of my own thoughts. Then, the front door op
BrightSince the attack, I hadn’t been able to stop looking over my shoulder every time I went out with Sophia. The fear was eating me alive. The memory of those two hunters appearing out of nowhere, the way they tried to drag her away from me... I could still feel it in my gut. And even though I managed to defend her and healed quickly, there was something that hadn’t healed: the fear of losing her.When they confronted me and finally gave up and left, I knew I wouldn’t let them hurt her. When I heard her scream in the middle of the attack, I felt like my world was falling apart. I wasn’t afraid for my life. I was afraid for hers. My life took second place to hers.Sophia was on the couch, a blanket over her legs, flipping through a book without really paying attention to the pages. Dante was sitting next to her, way too close for my liking. I was watching everything from the doorway, pretending to look for something on my phone, but my ears were sharp and alert.When he found out to