Sophia
I decided to take a break from the madness of marriage. Mom and Dad were constantly pressuring me. They had a specific idea of how marriage should be, and Bright and I didn’t meet their expectations.
Bright didn’t pressure me, but my family pressured him. Since we married, my brother has given him too many responsibilities in the pack. I think James wanted to separate Bright from me. I didn’t care, but my brother treated Bright unfairly. Anyway, I know James was trying to protect me from Bright. Since we married, Bright has had to be careful with his affairs. I didn’t mind that at all. I was more relaxed if someone can grab him from me.
But faking it was exhausting. My parents constantly invited us to dinner to analyze us. It was stupid.
I could barely focus on the conversation with my friends. Comments from the streets reached my ears.
“Did you hear? Bright gave up his destined mate to be with Sophia. He’s in love with her and loves her. Who would give up their destined mate if they were not in love? It’s so sweet,” one girl commented in secret.
I felt a lump in my throat.
Bright didn’t sacrifice his bond for love. He did it for convenience. We made a deal. We would each continue with our lives. He could sleep with any woman he wanted. And Bright didn’t miss the opportunity to do so. But I didn’t find anyone else. Dante was still on my mind.
The sound of the phone interrupted my thoughts. Bright’s name appeared on the screen.
“Sophia, I need you. My father is on his way to the villa. I want you to come.”
“What? Why? I’m busy.”
“There’s too much clothing from my lovers in the house, and I don’t want my father to see it,” he said urgently.
I sighed.
I lost count of how many times I helped Bright with his lovers. He had asked me the same thing before. But every time I arrived, the villa was empty. No women, no clothes.
Why was he insisting I go?
“You need to be careful. The employees in the house will notice what you’re doing.”
“I gave them the day off, just like I do every time I have encounters with women, Sophia. Relax. No one will notice. I want you to come,” he repeated.
“I’m tired of your games,” I responded.
“It’s part of our deal. I can do whatever I want.”
“Next time it’ll be your problem, Bright.”
“You’re my wife, and this is a marriage of convenience. It’s your problem too.”
Idiot.
“I’m coming.”
I had no other choice. I resigned myself.
I said goodbye to my friends. Bright had the right to sleep with women. The number didn’t matter. But he had to be responsible. His problems became my problems. It wasn’t fair.
I walked to Bright’s villa.
Since I married Bright, life has changed. Nothing is the same. The streets seem to be the same as always. But something inside me has changed.
I crossed the park, and my eyes stopped on two people. I stopped dead in my tracks. My heart raced, and my hands trembled. I felt a mix of emotions: sadness, anger, resentment, and love. My heart shrank.
It was Dante.
I hadn’t seen him in a while. Exactly three months. All the love I had felt over the years was still present in my heart. It was stupid to love someone who chose another person. Bright was right, but I don’t know how to stop feeling.
Dante was walking through the park with his destined mate. The girl took Dante’s hand, and he looked at her with something strange in his eyes. I don’t know how happy they were together. But she was Dante’s wife. And I was Bright’s wife.
Dante noticed my gaze and looked at me. Time stopped. My breath was cut short suddenly. Memories flooded me, and my eyes welled up with tears. Dante and I made so many plans in the past. Or maybe it was me who made them, and he simply pretended to care. But he didn’t care about anything.
Bright and I weren’t really together, but he sacrificed his bond for me. I did it for Dante, but he would never do it for me.
I turned my gaze away. I walked away. Being near Dante was dangerous for my heart. It didn’t make sense to stay here.
I arrived at Bright’s villa.
“Where are all your lovers, Bright?” I asked sarcastically.
“Maybe they left.”
“I don’t have time for your jokes, Bright," I complained.
“There’s something important I need to tell you,” his tone grew serious.
Bright looked worried and tense. Something was going on.
I furrowed my brows.
“What’s going on?”
He squinted his eyes.
“No, what’s wrong with you? Were you crying, Sophia?”
Shit.
I rubbed my neck nervously. I looked away.
“No.”
“I’ve been with you for a month, and I know when you’re lying. What’s going on?”
“It’s nothing, Bright.”
“Is it about Dante?” He narrowed his gaze. “Are you still thinking about him?” He smiled as if he couldn’t believe it.
I crossed my arms.
“No, Bright, because I have feelings for someone. But you wouldn’t understand. You have no idea how hard it is to love someone who doesn’t love you back.”
“Who says I don’t know?” he responded, irritated. He took a step forward.
I stayed silent, watching him closely. Bright had something strange in his eyes. I couldn’t decipher it. But Bright loving someone was something I couldn’t imagine.
“Why did I come here, Bright?” I changed the subject.
“Werewolves have gone missing,” he replied in a low voice. I noticed the urgency in his eyes. His irritation disappeared.
“What? Missing? I don’t understand.”
“You heard me. We have to be careful. We don’t know what’s going on. The packs are investigating, but there are no traces or clues. These are huge losses for the packs.”
“Has anyone from ours gone missing?”
“Not yet, but we can’t sit idly by.”
I swallowed hard.
This wasn’t good news. The pack was part of my family. We were all in danger. If the packs in the city were on alert, the threat was big.
“I have to go to the border. We need help. We have reinforcements, but I need to go lead them. It’s dangerous, but it’s my duty. There will be a meeting between packs.”
I felt a pang of worry. Bright was arrogant and unbearable. But I didn’t want him to get hurt. Or disappear.
I remembered Dante in the park. I think I noticed worry on his face. And was Dante’s pack in danger? Did someone from his pack go missing?
“Okay. I’ll go with you, Bright.”
“No, you’re not going with me,” he forbade. I didn’t need his permission.
“What? Why? I can go with you.”
“It’s dangerous. I’ll take care of it. I want you to stay here until the crisis abates.”
“I can help,” I offered.
I didn’t want to sit by and do nothing. Dante might went there. If something bad happened to him, I didn’t know what I would do. Of course I didn’t want anyone to hurt Bright or my brother.
“Don’t be afraid. I won’t let you be a widow. We don’t need your help.” He wore that smile again.
“I don’t need your permission,” I challenged. “If you didn’t need my help, you wouldn’t be looking for reinforcements. I have two useful hands. Let me use them.”
“No,” he spoke seriously.
I narrowed my eyes.
“Stay here and wait for me” he suddenly drag me to his arms and kissed me.
I pushed him away “Bright!”
He left.
I stay there, seeing him leaving. I felt guilty somehow. I shook that feeling out my mind and made a decision.
SophiaA storm was approaching. The air at the border was colder than I had imagined.I clung to my jacket, watching the trees and thinking about Bright. He had forbidden me from coming. I insisted, but I couldn’t convince him to take me and the pack with him. Bright was acting like a chauvinist. Did he really think I couldn’t defend myself?I didn’t listen to him and decided to come on my own. Alone, in the middle of the forest. I have to admit, the thought of disappearing made me uneasy. The disappearances of werewolves hadn’t happened in over a century. Who would dare to make them vanish? Bright’s concern this morning had warned me that the problem was immense. Maybe coming here wasn’t a good idea. But I couldn’t just sit idly by and do nothing.My brother led our pack, and something could happen to him.Bright was in charge of a group of werewolves.And… Dante.Something could happen to him. I would never forgive myself. Dante married another woman, but I couldn’t hate him. If som
SophiaThe tent sheltered me from the cold wind blowing outside. Bright was still with the other members. There were scattered sounds around the tent. I felt alert to any noise. Bright hadn't come back to see me.He left me tied up and defenseless.I was angry with him. It bothered me that he didn’t trust me to be of help. No matter what my reason for being here was, I had useful hands, and I wanted to use them. But he had been clear when he told me that my presence annoyed him. And yet, here I was. Hands tied in a large tent as if I were a prisoner. He had no right to do this to me.I wanted Bright to come back so I could fight with him. Bright had said he didn’t care about me. That was what I deduced after he told me he wouldn’t grieve my loss if something happened to me. If that was true, then he had to let me go.Damn, arrogant bastard.I tried to loosen the ropes binding my wrists, but Bright knew what he was doing. I was trapped.“Damn idiot…” I muttered in frustration.The voic
SophiaBright took my hand and led me back to the tent. I walked past the body of a murdered human. His blood was spilled on the ground, and I grimaced.The tent still smelled of damp fabric and cold earth. My adrenaline had dropped so much that I started trembling from anxiety. They tried to hunt us, and we all could have died. They had weapons and bullets capable of killing those of our kind.The echo of the gunshot still vibrated in my head, making my breathing quicken. I had never seen someone die before. My family had always protected me from all of this.Bright stood in front of me, his face covered in blood, his eyes glowing with restrained rage. He had freed me from the restraints, but he still hadn’t let go of me. His fingers were firmly pressed against my face, making sure I was okay. I nervously played with my hands.Bright wouldn’t stop looking at me. And that only made me more nervous."Stop looking at me like that, Bright," I asked in a low voice.Bright had that typical
SophiaI felt guilty. My brother was practically humiliating Bright in front of the pack, and he had done nothing wrong. But even though I had explained the reason, James wouldn’t stop glaring furiously at his brother-in-law. The truth was that James hadn’t liked Bright since he married me. Bright and I had worked hard to make the world believe we loved each other, but my brother still wasn’t buying the story.James wasn’t stupid.Bright glanced at our hands and squeezed mine. I assumed he did it to put on a show for James. He didn’t say anything, so I took the initiative to keep talking.“We’ll talk about this another time, James,” I clarified. Everyone was watching us.James hesitated for a moment. He nodded and calmed his anger, but he was only postponing it for later.“So, Bright… I want to know what information you have. What have you found out?”“It’s a secret organization. The humans are hunting us.”“But how did they find us?” James asked, worried. “Our trail is supposed to be
SophiaEveryone was watching us. My brother wouldn’t take his eyes off us from his spot, arms crossed.The air between us grew heavy when Bright grabbed me by the waist and removed Dante’s hands from my arms. The situation was already uncomfortable, but Bright did something to make it even worse. It was an instinctive, possessive movement that left me breathless. I could feel the tension in his body, the firmness of his grip, and the way his heart pounded furiously. Meanwhile, Dante’s heartbeat remained calm and steady.But what unsettled me the most was Dante’s expression. He wasn’t angry. He wasn’t surprised. He was... entertained. I knew him. I knew his looks. He did this on purpose. He’s shameless. I know he sensed I still loved him, and I think he was playing with that.Dante smirked. One of those crooked smiles he used to give me when we were young before everything between us shattered. But this smile held malice."Your wife?" Dante asked as if he didn’t already know. But he di
SophiaThe return to the city was filled with tense silences. Bright still hadn't spoken to me, but I hadn't made an effort to close the distance between us either. His anger still lingered in the air, and our argument before leaving had left its mark. I didn’t understand why he felt the need to control me. Why was he angry? Why was he jealous? Our relationship was an arrangement, without feelings involved, or at least, that’s what we had agreed upon. So why did his attitude affect me so much?But I couldn’t focus on what Conrad had told me. Bright was not someone who showed emotions or cared about attachments. I didn’t matter to him, at least not in a romantic way. For the past two days, he had been acting like an idiot.Arriving at the house did nothing to ease the tension. Bright simply walked in and locked himself in his office without saying a word. He didn’t even bother to look at me, and I had no intention of breaking the silence.I stayed in the living room, trying to calm my
BrightWhen I got home, Sophia wasn’t there. I was surprised not to see her. Night had fallen, and it wasn’t safe for Sophia to be out. I had specifically asked her not to go out at night. Sophia should have obeyed me. The attacks happened at night.Sophia was stubborn and proud. But one day, her pride would get her into serious trouble."Where is Sophia?" I asked the housekeeper."I'm not sure, sir. But Miss Sophia left about five minutes ago. It seemed urgent.""Did you notice anything unusual?""No. But the young lady received a letter a little while ago.""A letter?""Yes, sir.""Who is the letter from? Who sent it?""The envelope didn’t say."I looked toward the stairs and quickly went up to the room. I searched through Sophia’s things and found the envelope tucked inside a notebook on her nightstand. When I read the contents, I furiously crumpled the paper and threw it to the floor.I couldn't believe Sophia was capable of disobeying me in the middle of a war just to meet with D
SophiaBright turned around and walked away. I didn't want to stay silent. I knew Bright had nothing to do with the disappearances. I felt pressured for a moment and didn’t respond, but I trusted him. At the very least, I knew Bright was incapable of doing something like that.I looked at Dante one last time. The fight they had was unnecessary. It bothered me that Bright had gone through my things and followed me here, but now I had to apologize to him before everything got worse.Dante was wrong to say something so horrible about Bright. I knew he didn’t do it out of malice. Dante wasn’t a bad person. He made mistakes, but that didn’t make him evil. He tried to protect me from Bright because he didn’t trust him. Dante was right about one thing: no one knew anything about Bright. He joined the pack some time ago and had become my brother’s right-hand man, but we knew nothing about his past. All I knew was that his parents had moved here because Bright had managed to join James’s pack.
SophiaThe night was freezing, and a storm was approaching. Thunder and flashes of lightning lit up the sky from time to time. The wind whipped my face as I walked alongside Bright down the deserted street.We came to work by taxi today. Bright had things to do, and I had agreed to have tea with my mother, who was still angry with me. I tried to fix things with her, but I ended up listening to the sermon of the year. Bright's car was still in the shop, and although I had complained at first about having to walk back from the company, now I was a little glad. Being with him in silence, without interruptions, gave me a certain peace… or at least that’s what I thought.Our relationship was still awkward, but at least he offered to bring me to my mother’s office in the morning. I was planning to take a taxi, but he offered his help and I accepted. However, the ride to the office was uncomfortable.We couldn’t find a taxi to take us home, so we decided to walk. I don’t think it was such a
BrightI needed to leave. Looking for an easy way out was the best thing for me. The city was overwhelming, and so were the family and Sophia.I didn’t know exactly where I was going, but anywhere far from here was enough. The conversation with Sophia’s parents had left me breathless, as if suddenly the entire world was resting on my shoulders, pressuring me to decide something that was already broken. Seeing the photo of Sophia kissing Dante felt like a stab to the heart. I couldn’t take it.Seeing her kiss someone else was enough to make me want to leave.The divorce. The word kept echoing in my head like a cursed whisper. A term that had become so common in our arguments it didn’t even sound real anymore. She loved repeating it. I kept my distance and hoped Sophia would change her mind before telling her parents the truth, but the family talk ruined everything. She opened her mouth and gave them the news.I didn’t want this to be real. But it was. And the worst part was that her pa
SophiaThe third unanswered message sent a chill down my spine. Bright was never the type to ignore calls, especially not mine. I didn’t want to be the one to call him after everything we had been through, not after those last conversations —uncomfortable, yes— but necessary. I wanted him to be the first to reach out to me, but he had simply vanished.I looked at my phone for the tenth time in the last five minutes. The message icon was still there, without the double-check marks. No sign that he was okay. No sign that he was alive.Where the hell was Bright? His clothes were still in the house, and he hadn’t taken anything with him. That alone set off every alarm in me.He still lived here. Even his car was parked outside the house. Where had he gone?“Have you heard from Bright?” I asked my mother as I walked into the kitchen, where she was making coffee with trembling hands. I knew she had spoken to my brother James.She shook her head. Her expression was filled with worry. We were
SophiaI don’t know why the silence between Bright and me kept getting worse. We were supposed to get divorced to stop fighting, but the fight continued in the intense silence that separated us like a wall of iron.Since the night before, after the disaster with my parents, every step I took felt like walking on glass. Bright wouldn’t talk to me or even look at me, and I didn’t have the strength to try to break the ice. I felt exposed, judged, guilty... and for the first time in a long while, confused too. I had things to reproach him for, but I no longer dared to bring them up.The doorbell rang at ten in the morning.I wasn’t expecting anyone, so my stomach tightened with an uncomfortable suspicion. I opened the door, and there they were: my parents… and Bright’s. My heart sank. That couldn’t mean anything good.“Can we come in?” my mother asked, in that calm voice that always hid a story behind it.Bright appeared behind me, probably drawn by the voices. He froze when he saw his mo
SophiaI knew something was wrong the moment I stepped through my parents’ front door. My mother’s call asking me to come over with Bright to discuss something important made me nervous.Her tone had been concerning. I knew something was going on, and I couldn’t escape it. It was hard to ask Bright to come with me since we barely spoke anymore, but he agreed.The silence was too thick, and their stares too long. My mother got up from the couch as soon as she saw me, but she didn’t come over to hug me like she usually did. My father remained seated, his face tense and his jaw clenched, as if he were holding back an avalanche. And the worst part was seeing Bright there, standing by the window with his hands in his pockets and his gaze fixed on the floor. He looked serious. Cold. Almost distant.Bright was simply waiting for someone to speak. He didn’t want to be there and was clearly caught in a mental storm. I wish I knew what he was thinking and what was going on to make him look so s
BrightThe anger hit me like a slap I didn’t see coming. Of all the places they could have gone, did they really have to choose the same restaurant I came to with my date?It felt intentional.It wasn’t when I saw her with Dante at the restaurant. It wasn’t when she laughed softly with him, that laugh that used to be mine. No. It was when she leaned toward him and took his hand across the table like she had moved on without a second thought. As if I had never existed. For her, the divorce was practically a done deal, and it was obvious I didn’t matter to her in the slightest. Her love for Dante remained intact, and she preferred him over me.And there I was, sitting across from a woman who said sweet things, who had the perfect smile, the right dress, the proper attitude. Everything about her was flawless. But she wasn’t Sophia. Not even close. It didn’t feel the same, and I knew she would never make me feel the way Sophia did.I told myself —like I had so many times before— that I ne
SophiaI had never taken so long to choose what to wear for a date. After rearranging my schedule to go out with Dante, I had to check my closet to see which dress to put on.I was nervous about the date and about someone we knew seeing me with Dante at dinner. My divorce from Bright was still being processed, and no one knew we had separated. I wasn’t ready to face my parents or James yet, but I knew I’d have to do it soon.I felt like a teenager in front of the mirror, trying on dresses, taking them off, changing hairstyles, applying perfume and then changing my mind. It was ridiculous. I had been on many dates before, even with Dante, but tonight felt different. I didn’t know if it was because we were finally trying something real or because… a part of me was still hurt by the image of Bright with that woman in his office. My mind was a walking mess. I was going crazy.I shook my head. No. Tonight wasn’t for thinking about Bright. I promised myself that. It was time to move on. It
SophiaDante and I agreed to go on a date soon. I gave him my new phone number and confessed that he was right about my marriage to Bright and its falseness. Dante didn’t seem impressed, but he did look happy to have his suspicions confirmed.I couldn’t get the kiss Dante gave me on the lips before I left out of my head. I had forgotten what his kisses felt like. I must say, it was strange to feel the difference between Bright’s lips and Dante’s. I had gotten used to Bright’s and had forgotten Dante’s.I arranged to meet my mother at her office.Walking into my parents’ company had always been a strange experience for me. Maybe because I had never really felt like I fit into that world of business, cold decisions, and calculated strategies. I had my place in the company, but I always chose to work from home. However, today, I had no choice. I had to come. I needed to talk to Bright about the divorce, and since I would already be there to see my mother, I decided to take the opportunit
SophiaThe morning sun filtered through the curtains when I opened my eyes, and problems quickly flooded my mind. I didn’t feel like getting out of bed. Not today. Despite having slept through the night, I felt exhausted. The conversation with Bright had drained all my energy, leaving an emptiness in my chest that I didn’t know how to fill.Waking up meant facing my problems, and my energy had already been depleted by last night's conversation. The wave of emotions drowning me from the inside refused to leave my body. I needed a break from all the drama, but life gave me no respite.I knew I had to go downstairs for breakfast. The decision to divorce was mine, and I had to face single life again. And with that, I had to deal with my parents’ future reaction when they found out what had happened between Bright and me. I had to prepare myself for a long conversation about how I had ruined generations of clean and lasting marriages. I didn’t even understand why it hurt so much to know I