Before I knew it, the day of the lycan luna’s birthday banquet had arrived. It felt like only yesterday that I was just working my waitressing job trying to earn enough money to get by, and now here I was backstage about to perform for the queen. The birthday banquet was held at The Royal Grand Th
I had chosen the last slot. Cate, who was a few spaces ahead of me, looked back at me with a grin that could be described as nothing short of evil, as though this was all part of some plan of hers. I did my best to avoid her. “Alright, please come give me your name and the name of your pack so I c
I couldn’t let the laughter deter me. I tried to picture the audience wearing their underwear to make a mockery of them the same way they were doing to me. I had to view this as merely another rehearsal in order to maintain my composure. It wasn’t like the queen was watching or anything… I heard o
Lorenzo's heart was racing. Memories he had deliberately tried to forget surfaced once again at the sight of Eleanor on stage. Seeing her bathed in golden light once again just like the first time he laid eyes on her brought back the thrill of his youthful infatuation. The romance with Eleanor at 18
Lorenzo led me around the hall as if he himself owned the place. We stopped to talk to almost everyone, and Lorenzo was surprisingly polite in introducing me to the other guests. I couldn’t help but feel a pit form in my stomach any time he referred to me as his dancer. After an hour, I think I
The night came to an end and somehow I found myself back in Lorenzo’s car. We rode mostly in silence, only briefly exchanging awkward comments on the night. By the time we pulled up in front of my apartment, I was itching to get inside “I hope we’ll have the opportunity to collaborate again,” Lore
After what had happened to Eleanor in the past, Lorenzo decided it would be best to stick around after dropping the girl off. He lingered, wanting to make sure that she was safe before driving away. But this was of course purely to protect his investment, not because he cared about her personally…
I felt myself freeze at the mistake and I chanced a glance up at Lorenzo. He gave me a strange look, one that could’ve been sadness or disgust, but he didn’t say anything. Maybe he didn’t care anymore; it wasn’t like we were still in love and he certainly didn’t have feelings for me like that. Or pe