--Alyssa--The ball had come to an end and everyone was leaving. Grandma was the last to leave with Emily and her family. The grand hall, once alive with music, laughter, and swirling dancers, now echoed with the faint rustle of skirts and the soft clatter of shoes on the polished marble floor. I had spoken to Grandma about her upcoming relocation, and she appeared glad. Her eyes, though bright with the happiness of the evening, held a subtle melancholy that she couldn’t completely conceal from me. She had always been a pillar of strength, her resilience almost legendary within our family. Yet, as her years advanced, the loneliness began to creep in, an uninvited guest that settled into the quiet corners of her life. Despite her best efforts to mask it, I could sense the solitude that weighed upon her, making her move all the more necessary.Grandma was going to come back personally this weekend. Xavier, had arranged for a team to assist her with packing and transportation. This tho
--Alyssa--Xavier was back, and true to his word, we were going out for dinner, although I had no idea where he was taking me. This element of surprise added a layer of excitement to the evening, making my heart race with anticipation. Currently, Xavier was in his office, but he mentioned that he had left clues in the room to guide me on what to do next. I was genuinely taken aback; I hadn't realized just how romantic he could be.As I entered the room with Lily by my side, I couldn't contain my excitement. The sight before us was breathtaking—candles flickered gently, casting a warm, inviting glow across the room, while the sweet scent of flowers filled the air. It was a scene straight out of a fairy tale, and I felt like the princess in the story.“Did someone do this?” I asked Lily, my voice filled with awe as I took in the enchanting scene.“No,” she replied, equally entranced by the sight. “I heard that he had asked for some decorations from the storage room, so I think he did it
--Alyssa--Today was the day I was opening my bakery, "Bakery and More." This was a monumental occasion, not just for me personally, but for my entire pack. I was the first Luna to start a business, especially one that involved baking. The day was filled with a mixture of nervousness and exhilaration that I could hardly contain.My heart raced with excitement, knowing that my grandmother was coming tomorrow. She had always been my biggest supporter, and her approval meant the world to me. Knowing she would be here to witness this milestone added a layer of joy to an already thrilling day.The previous evening, I had shared a candlelight dinner with Xavier, my mate. The evening had been magical, filled with soft conversation and the flickering warmth of candlelight. It had brought us closer, deepening the bond between us, even though I hadn’t fully accepted him as my mate. There was still a part of me that hesitated, but moments like these were helping to bridge the gap.“Where should
--Alyssa--There was a knock on my office door. I was currently seated at my desk, waiting for lunch break, which was the busiest time of the day. That's when most people would come in, often needing a little help from me."Come in," I called out.Lily entered, holding a cup in her hand, sipping on the juice. She was my personal assistant, from back in the Pack."The new customer said he wants to see you. He thinks you are the manager of this place but not the owner. He is insisting on seeing you," she said, making me worried."Is something wrong with the food?" I asked her, but she looked uncertain, as if she didn't know herself."I asked him, but he didn't reply. All he says is that he wants to see the manager," she said, and I nodded, considering the situation."Should I allow him to come in here?" she asked me."No, I don't think that's a good idea. Besides, I haven't really interacted much with humans, so I'm not sure what to expect. Let me go see him where he is," I said, and sh
--Alyssa--The guy was gone now, and Xavier was seated in his seat, looking somewhat relieved as he settled back. His presence was a comforting anchor in the bustling café. I glanced at him, knowing he would have questions.“What did he want?” Xavier asked, his voice a mixture of curiosity and possessiveness. He reached for a bottle of drink on the table, his fingers lingering on the cool glass before he twisted it open.“He wanted my number,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Xavier’s face darkened, his eyebrows knitting together in a frown.“Glad that he knows who I am to you now,” he said, taking a deliberate sip of his juice. His tone was firm, but the jealousy behind his words was unmistakable. I couldn’t help but smile; it was endearing to see him so protective.Just then, a rush of people began to flood into the café. They moved with purpose, and I quickly realized they were likely Xavier’s employees. Each one bowed respectfully to him before finding their seats. The café,
--Alyssa--Getting up from bed, I felt excruciating pain shooting through my body. Every muscle seemed to scream in agony, and my bones felt as if they were being crushed by an unseen force. The pain was relentless, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I was not in heat; I had learned the difference between being in heat and not being in heat, and this was definitely not it. This pain was deeper, more intense, almost as if it were emanating from my very soul.I looked around the room, my eyes searching for any sign of comfort or familiarity. The room was dimly lit, the morning light barely creeping through the thick curtains. Xavier was nowhere to be found. His side of the bed was cold and empty. He had gone to one of the Packs to do something, though I wasn't quite sure what exactly he was doing. His absence added to my distress; I longed for his reassuring presence, his strong arms to hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay.“Ahh,” I yelled, the pain becoming u
--Alyssa--Grandma was here, and she had come to see me. The pains were still persistent, gnawing at my insides with an intensity that made it difficult to maintain my composure. I had lied to Lily, telling her that I was having cramps. It was a small deception meant to shield her from the truth and prevent her from worrying excessively or making a big fuss. Lily had a tendency to blow things out of proportion, and the last thing I needed was additional stress or attention.At this point, no one needed to know the full extent of what was happening, except for Grandma. I couldn’t trust anyone else. I wanted to trust Xavier, but I was cautious. In a world where alliances were fragile and power was everything, revealing my vulnerabilities could be dangerous. What if Xavier saw me as a threat to his throne and the loyalty of our people? I had to keep a low profile for now, navigating these treacherous waters with care.Grandma entered the room, her face a mask of concern. “What happened?
--Alyssa--Feeling significantly less body ache, I dedicated myself to helping Grandma settle into her new room in the palace. She had been given a room on the fifth floor, a significant move that required careful organization."Please handle it with care, I beg of you," I implored the movers who were bringing in Grandma’s belongings. Despite her arrival before her things, I took it upon myself to ensure everything was set up perfectly before she noticed any disarray.As the movers navigated the room with furniture, I directed them with precise instructions. "Please, the chair should be in the far corner," I said, guiding them to place her favorite sleeping chair in a cozy spot. "Thank you," I added as they complied, then I adjusted it slightly to ensure it was positioned just right.Next, I turned my attention to the bed. "The bed should be in the middle, and it should not face the bathroom," I instructed again, feeling the fatigue from the long day but pushing through, determined to