Amelia stood in the men’s restroom, holding her ball wedding gown tightly against her chest.Tears welled up in her eyes as she contemplated the shattered dreams of her marriage.The realization had hit her hard. Her supposed fiance, the man she had trusted and loved, was nothing more than a cheating opportunist who had set his sights on her family's wealth.Lost in distress, Amelia failed to notice her surroundings and accidentally bumped into a masculine chest. Startled, she slowly raised her gaze and found herself in a pair of cold, piercing eyes.The intensity in those eyes sent shivers down her spine, but desperation clouded her judgment as an idea pumped into her head.She held his suit and looked straight into his eyes.“ Please marry me,” she pleaded, her voice trembling.The man raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by her sudden request.“ Why should I marry you?” He asked, his voice cold.Amelia’s heart raced, knowing she had to find the right words to convince the stra
“ Grandpa!” Tristan shouted, rushing to Grandpa Lawson's side.“ Someone, call an ambulance! Hurry!”Amelia's parents were worried and rushed to help.Amelia's mother felt guilty, knowing that her daughter's actions had caused trouble.Nevertheless, she didn't blame her because she believed every word that came out of Amelia's mouth.But the fact that she got married to a total stranger made her mother worry more.Lilith, Amelia's best friend sneered.She didn't regret what she did, not even for a second.“ Finally, Tristan belongs to me and only me,” she smiled.The room was filled with tension as they waited for the ambulance to arrive.The wedding had turned into a total disaster.“ I can't believe this is happening, “ Amelia's mother, Rose said, shaking her head.“ Me neither, “ Amelia's father, Kelvin replied.“ It's all because of your daughter. She has made us a laughing stock in the whole city of Las Vegas.” He added angrily.“ No one even cared to ask her how she was feeling,
Amelia cowered. His voice sounded so dangerous that she was lost for words.She had just made a deal with the devil without even knowing.He was no human.If she had known earlier, she would have accepted her fate and gotten married to Tristan.Alpha Bruce took a few steps toward the bathtub.“ Are you scared?” He asked as he stopped in front of the bathtub.“ Why…would. I…be… scared?” Amelia stuttered."Then great.! Be quick with your bath!" He ended, returning to his once cold self and walking off from the bathtub.Amelia's heart was on a rampage at the moment. She was gasping for breath as her hands ran through her hair, sinking deeper into the bathtub.The only reason that she had noted that she was fine was because she wanted to act in touch."What have I done!" She was still gasping for breath as the realization hit her harder.If she was going to be married to a wolf, then she needed to find out about them. Amelia rushed over to her bath for this sole purpose before running off
Amelia felt strange looking at him. She didn't know the consequences of what she had just done...A gulp went down her throat. Was this the point where she was going to apologize to him? But before she could even say another word, he already got up from the bed and stared."Then we might have to look at the contract again." He ended up off the room.Amelia sat on the bed still staring. She was confused for quite a while as she still couldn't understand what was going on.That morning she woke up. "Good morning Miss. Amelia!" They greeted herWasn't it supposed to be Mrs? But Amelia didn't think much about it, if that's what she wanted, then it's fine. She drew a deep breath before a maid brought her meal over."Sorry! Have you seen you Alph.." Amelia hesitated a little bit and when the maid had smiled at her, she was a little bit revealed.Maybe she could make friends with her and would not have to go through the ordeal of having to ask the Alpha some questions himself."He went
Amelia was bored so she strolled off into the kitchen. Kate turned out to be the chef and earlier, she had been told that her mother-in-law would come along to the place.She drew a deep breath as she walked over to Kate who was a little bit stunned and was forced to inquire... "Mrs. Amelia! What.. what are you doing here?" She inquired with a little confused look on her expression. "I was told that my mother-in-law would be coming around and since you are the chef around here, I wanted you to leave things to me for a while." Amelia smiled.She knew very much that her marriage was more or less a fake one and there was no need to get on good terms with her mother-in-law.But she was the one who had made the decision and was not going to mean anything if she got along with her. Besides, it could be one hell of a six months if they were not on the finest terms together. "I'm Afraid Amelia but I don't think that our Alpha is going to like that!" She said,"I don't think that he would e
Caroline cast her gaze between the two ladies, a sly grin tantalizing her lips. "You two are acquainted? How delightful. This is the person my son foolishly married, Ema, sweetheart. Meet Ema, the future Luna of this pack and Bruce's true mate, Amelia." It seemed to Amelia that there was no longer any ground beneath her feet. She turned to Ema, looking for traces of the warmth and friendship that had once characterized their relationship on her friend's face. Rather, she perceived merely icy logic in Ema's gaze. Amelia shook her head and said, "Ema, I do not understand." "What role do you play in this whole thing?" With a haughty expression covering her features, Ema lifted her chin. " Amelia, I have always been a part of this world. My real home has always been here, with my people, even though I was sent to the human world to observe and learn." "Your people?" Echoing, Amelia felt as if she were stuck in a dreamscape. Are you a werewolf? "She is, of course," Caroline s
In the days that followed Caroline and Ema's dramatic departure, the pack house was full of murmurs and sidelong glances. As Amelia moved through the corridors, she felt the weight of innumerable eyes on her, the air thick with tension and unsaid opinions. Despite their physical absence, Ema and Caroline had an enduring impact on the dynamics within the pack. It appeared that their impact extended well beyond the Alpha family's immediate orbit. Amelia wandered into the communal gardens of the pack one brisk morning, seeking comfort in the colorful flowers. She turned a corner and heard voices talking passionately in subdued tones. "It is unbelievable that the Alpha is still allowing that human to be around," a female voice muttered. "After Ema arrived and all of that?" Another voice said, "I heard she bewitched him somehow." "There is no other way to explain it." It crushed Amelia's heart. She had assumed that Bruce's widespread popularity would put an end to these rumor
Bruce's hand remained at the small of Amelia's back the entire time they were walking, a gesture that felt strangely intimate and protective at the same time. She ignored the perplexing notions, telling herself that their relationship amounted to nothing more than a business deal. When Amelia woke up the following morning, there was an envelope under her door. One sheet of paper with the brief, menacing words, "Leave now, or suffer the consequences," was discovered inside. The only caution I have for you is this. Amelia brought the note to Bruce, her hands trembling. As he read it, a low growl reverberated in his chest and his expression darkened. He crumpled the paper in his fist and remarked, "This has gone too far." "With immediate effect, I am assigning you a personal security detail." Amelia's gaze expanded. Is that really what is needed? I desire to not be a burden. Bruce interrupted, his voice gentler than she had ever heard, "You are not a burden, Amelia." "You a
The chilly, silvery light of the moon cast a ghostly appearance on the forest combat. The trees cast thick shadows on the ground below, as if they were quiet guardians from long ago, keeping watch over the clearing. Like the quiet before a storm, there was a great deal of tension in the air. The pack members were aware of everything that was happening in the woods and were prepared. In the front row was Bruce. His hazel eyes searched the dark treeline as he stood there, his muscles tight. As the vampires drew nearer, it was obvious what they wanted: to capture Amelia, which would permanently break the magical equilibrium.His mind raced at the scent of invaders in the air. My pack was prepared to fight, but this was not a back-to-back fight. This altercation started because of the woman next to me. Amelia stood with her heart racing, her gaze fixed on the woods. She was instinctively aware that the vampires desired her for her inherent power rather than her hybridity. Her res
The situation was tense, and neither Bruce nor Elijah seemed to be persuaded by Ema's remarks. They exchanged skeptical glances. In a display of barely controlled anger, Bruce tightened his jaw and drummed his fingers softly against the chair's armrest. Elijah broke the stillness with the first words. "Ema, you were always close to him." Why the sudden shift in opinion? "Why now?" Uncomfortably, Ema moved under their gaze. "I am aware of your lack of faith in me, and I doubt I would anticipate any other behavior from you. However, I lost everything when I saw Amelia in her cage. In addition to opposing the status quo, the Black Hooded Wolf is working to destroy everything, including your organization, Bruce. That includes you, Elijah. Relationships between vampires and werewolves are not concerns for him. He is adamant on gaining power, even if it means losing everyone. Deep in his throat, Bruce's wolf growled, and his eyes darkened. "Do you think we would accept it if your l
The Black Hooded Wolf then turned to face her, the whites of his eyes filled with an electric concentration in the blackness of his hood. "Now, my dear Ema, we go to the next level," he added, smiling sarcastically, recalling how Bruce and Elijah drove him into this corner, compelling him to act, raise the stakes, and ensure everyone recognized what a threat this woman was.He stood up and began walking all over the place, his steps precise and nervous. 'They believe they have triumphed, that by saving the girl, they have brought the situation to a close. Instead, they've just produced a symbol for their dumb crusade. Something more must be done immediately to prevent the girl from being induced to go through the motions of motivating the warriors.Ema simply nodded, with a puzzled expression on her face. But how? The hybrid is gone, and the majority of our comrades were captured or killed during the assault.When the Black Hooded Wolf spoke again, his lips twisted into a vicious s
The Black Hooded Wolf clenched his fists in anger as he perched atop one of the hills, looking down at the property below. He could hear the noises of sirens and yells in the night—the clamor of failure and missed opportunities. The only thing left for him was his prize, the half-breed monster he had been hunting for days, but the freak had fled. The wrath that aliens were going to consume him along with nostalgic thoughts of a different existence filled him up. He closed his eyes and let the stream of memories transport him back to a time when he saw retribution as a life goal rather than a continual obsession. Nathaniel Blackwood, a proud Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack thirty years ago, has transformed into this. They were formerly affluent people living in a picturesque region with lush trees and clear streams. It is a lovely area for one kind of creature, werewolves, or at least the ones who live in this den—a paradise as described by the cheerful souls in the wilds. Nathanie
They encountered some small opposition in the concrete corridors and walks, which took the form of hit and run, but they were able to overcome it. As Bruce and his dementor swooped on their adversaries, they were like twin forces of nature, tearing through everything dumb enough to stand in their path. As they descended to the bottom level of the property, the stink of terror turned to despair. They glided past corridors of cells, the bulk of which were deserted; the few others had shadows that moved away as soon as Bruce and company approached. "We'll be back for them," Elijah whispered to Bruce, his gaze scouring the room for any trace of Amelia. After wandering along a long corridor, they eventually found her. Amelia was spread out in a fetal position within a cage that could barely fit her, with an IV drip connecting her arm to a vile-looking purple liquid. The girl appeared quite unwell; her skin was pale and sweaty, and she had difficulty breathing. The man jumped up and d
It was a full moon night, and the moon was practically reaching the treetops. The forest was dense, as was the pack territory. Two people stood behind a convenient thicket, breathing with regard and suppressing wrath, their muscles tensed in anticipation. Alpha Bruce, with his muscular build, remained rigid as a coiled spring became increasingly agitated as he hurried across the compound, while Beta Elijah sat against a tree, eyes closed as if in deep meditation. Three days had gone since Amelia's kidnapping, three days that could be described as torture for both men. When Ema attacked them, they were overwhelmed and motionless, allowing the traitor to seize Amelia and go. Even after so many years had passed since the incident that had instilled so much hatred in Bruce, he still remembered it, which caused him to remain full of anger." Have you heard anything from our scouts?" Bruce demanded, hissing, and stopped walking to glare at Elijah. Elijah blinked and glanced at
It was as if someone had ripped her heart into pieces; she was in so much pain. Not only was she imprisoned and made powerless, but she also lost her friend, and the pain of that loss was as deep as a flesh wound. ‘What are you going to do to me?’ she began to say, dreading that she sounded all too small and afraid." Amelia asked.In minutes, the light failed, and only the figure of the stranger in a hood was clearly seen, his smile reflecting the only living light as he said, ‘My dear, you are free to go’, and that chill ran right through Amelia’s body. ‘Of course,’ the first one sneered, ‘we’ll conduct a detailed examination of your special physiology, and when we get all the information we want, we will kill you.’ Amelia felt herself panic, and it seemed to give her a boost in energy in a desperate move. She stood up and rushed to the structure with the bars of the cage, and she grabbed the bars with her shaky hands. You cannot do that! I have rights; I have a family that will co
When Amelia started to fully wake up, the first thing that came to mind was the severe, long-lasting pain she was feeling all over her body. For a moment, she tried to open her eyes but couldn't because their lids were so swollen. The air around her was charged, and it smelled like mold, dirt, and general disuse. Before Amelia could get too comfortable, the guards heard her trying to wake up. That's when she realized she wasn't in her bed at home. She finally got them open after a lot of trouble. That's when she realized she was in the middle of a nightmare. It felt like hell. There was a cold, cruel, and temporary iron wall around her, making it hard for her to move her arms. Along the sides of the bars, there were thick, rough walls that were almost always damp and covered in different shades of green mold. Fear filled Amelia's heart, and she began to think very quickly about what could have brought her to this terrible situation. The last thing she recollects to have don
The conflict continued on the training field, with animals, claws, and energy blasts clashing with one another. Amelia got puzzled about what was going on, looking like a haze from the rush of adrenaline and terror. She watched Bruce and Elijah fight, and despite her best efforts to remain calm, she was fascinated by their prowess and strength. But for every assailant they eliminated, two more appeared to emerge from the woodwork. Even though it is difficult to believe, Ema's numerical advantage was overwhelming. Amelia could feel herself becoming not just exhausted but also languid and less quick-witted as her precious reservoirs of power dwindled. A piercing hiss of anguish blended with the sound of battling. Amelia looked back and saw Bruce struggling, hurt, and bleeding. Three enormous wolves surrounded him and the Alpha, one of whom went for a bite on his throat, knocking him to the ground. Bruce! Amelia began to struggle with the Guardsmen in an attempt to reach him, sho