Chapter 8：Mysterious Man

Cynthia’s POV

I’ve been with the Eclipse pack for a few days now, and there’s still a strange, unfamiliar feeling lurking in my heart.

I feel no connection with this room, even though Vikrov has assured me it’s mine. It’s odd, though–there’s not a single picture of me in here, or of anyone, for that matter. The dresses in the closet aren’t anything I would choose to wear. There’s no soul in any of the art on the walls. It feels like a hotel, or a guest room. Nice enough, sure. Definitely livable. But there’s not a trace of personality to be found.

It makes me terribly upset, of course, but whenever Vikrov comes to visit me, I find myself feeling alright about the whole situation. He gives me the space to be more patient with myself. It’s a welcome change.

I’m jolted from my thoughts when the door to my room twists open, and Vikrov steps inside.

“Annette?” I ask softly.

“It's me, love.” Vikrov’s sexy, relaxed voice approaches me. He comes to my bedside, bending down slowly to plant a