A few weeks later...Once Lorenzo was cleared to return home and was feeling like his old self again, he and I were finally able to commit to our bonding ceremony. It was a gorgeous summer day, the back courtyard was swimming with flowers and white ribbons.Of course, due to the sudden delay of the
Eleanor’s POV When I crossed paths with my first love again, time had turned us into the very opposite of the young lovers we once were. As for me, I once had a great life. My father was a lawyer. My first love was my fated mate. I was accepted into the Royal Ballet school to fulfill my dream.
Lorenzo's POV. “Alpha Lorenzo, we almost hit a young woman, I believe she was in the middle of some fight,” Lorenzo’s driver said. Fighting on the street sounded like a lower class thing. Lorenzo never got himself into trouble with these, not after he crawled himself out of the poor crowd
Lorenzo’s POV Lorenzo was busy in his office, sorting through papers trying to clear his mind. The thought of the woman in the street played in his mind relentlessly, like a never ending movie. It may have been his imagination, but the woman he had seen in the street looked vaguely like Eleanor.
Eleanor’s POV “Poor Eleanor, you were once the lead ballet dancer at Ravenhill High School, now look at you.” “It really took me a while to comfirm it was REALLY you,” “Tell me, how did you end up such a lowly waitress here?” Cate practically shouted her sentence, getting the attention of ev
My voice shook slightly as I recited the restaurant’s address into the phone. After a pause, the line clicked without another response and I pulled the phone away from my ear. I pocketed my phone once again and met Cate’s eyes from where she stood in front of me sizing me up. As much as she wanted t
Lorenzo's POV. Lorenzo couldn’t quite say he was shocked that fate had brought him and Eleanor together again, and while he may not have known how it would happen, he certainly wasn’t expecting this. Eleanor, the once noble ballet goddess who never failed to dazzle an audience, was now a low-class
The luxury vehicle stood starkly out of place against the slumish background of the outskirts of Blue Moon territory where I lived. Passersby took secretive glances, unsure whether to run away or move closer. What on earth was Lorenzo doing here? He was the alpha of the Black Moon pack; he couldn’t