"I don't know what's going on with you, Liam. I don't give a fuck about what game you're playing with Nicole, but don't you ever put yourself in such a dangerous position again," James reprimanded.Liam growled, asking him to check his tone, but didn't make any comment. James was right. He had made
Liam thought that James' ideas were the best he had heard in a long time, but he shoved them to the side. He wasn't ready to face or dwell on the issue of Nicole yet, not until he had traced the source of the magic that had almost killed him and found whoever sent them. He walked back into the bar,
Nicole was still in so much hurt even after a whole day passed by. Like she did the last time, she hadn't set her eyes on him. She had heard rumours of something bad happening to him and nothing about the details. She tried to deny it, but she felt something was wrong the moment he dashed off after
After their many nights together, Nicole thought that things would finally start to calm down. But she was wrong. Liam began to treat her even worse than before, and at first, she couldn't understand why, but then she remembered where she had come from. It didn't stop her from being pissed off each
Nicole sat at a cafe, swirling her drink around in her glass. She was lost in thought, thinking about her past and how it had brought her to this moment. Garrett's words from the day before gave her a lot to think about. He didn't know it, but his words were exactly what she needed to hear. So she
Garrett smirked and folded his arms,"Sup Alpha, what's wrong?" he asked in feigned innocence.He ignored Garrett, turning his attention to Nicole. "Why the hell did you leave the Packhouse without informing me?" he demanded.Nicole looked up at Liam, her face masked in confusion. Fear that he could
Nicole walked into the pack house and found Liam waiting for her. His face was twisted in anger, and his body was tense with barely contained fury."Hey, what's going on?" Nicole asked, immediately sensing the tension in the air. She decided to pretend like she didn't know what she had done."You kn
As they kissed, the world around them faded away, leaving them alone in their own little bubble of passion. And for that moment, nothing else mattered.Just as Nicole and Liam were lost in their own little world, James burst into the pack house, his face twisted with worry. He jumped back at the sig
“Stop bluffing.” Marisol's smile dropped the moment the dagger slipped into her hands. “We both know that I'm not bluffing, witch.”Before Guinevere could react, Marisol drove the dagger into her heart in one forceful swing. Her eyes blew wide, and she fell right on top of Marisol, pained choking s
The air crackled with magic, and their surroundings became a battlefield of elemental forces. Marisol conjured torrents of fire, sending waves of intense heat crashing towards Guinevere. But Guinevere laughed, her own magic swirling around her like a shield as she countered with blasts of icy spears
Marisol ended up in a dimly lit chamber, the air thick with ancient magic and foreboding. Her grip on the dagger tightened, its energy pulsing against her skin as if urging her forward.She didn't know where she was or how she got there. All she did was allow her senses to lead her, and it seemed th
By the time the truth had fully sunk in, Cedric was a whirlwind of fury and grief. He turned on Leticia, his eyes blazing with a primal rage as he grabbed her roughly, his grip like a vice around her throat."Cedric, stop!" Caleb's voice rang out, his tone commanding. "This won't bring Marisol back.
Caleb's brow pinched in concern as he took in Cedric's disheveled state. “How? Was Guinevere here?” He looked around frantically and found no sign of infiltration. He turned back to his brother. “Don't worry, we'll find her," he assured, his voice a steady anchor within the chaos that was Cedric's m
In the hushed stillness of the night, when the world lay shrouded in darkness and all was quiet, Marisol rolled out of bed. It was time.She knew what she had to do. A sense of duty pulsed through her veins, driving her from the warmth of her bed.Silently slipping out from beneath the covers, she m
Marisol's heart swelled with conflicting emotions at Cedric's declaration. His eyes, conveying his utmost sincerity, almost had her bursting into tears where she sat. Instead, she forced a smile, her applause joining in with the others, though inside, she felt a pang of sadness.“That's wonderful ne
A smile spread across Marisol's face as she turned around in his arms to face him. “Nervous? Why on earth…”“Okay, I was nervous on your behalf.” He admitted with a sheepish grin, and Marisol regarded him with a fond smile. “But Leticia was right. When we retreated, they prowled around aimlessly for
Marisol stepped out of Leticia's chambers with a million thoughts bubbling in her head. She didn't know if she wanted to scream or cry. Maybe she wanted to do both. It was so unfair. Her parents had told her she was destined for greatness. Was this fate's idea of greatness? To be made to sacrifice