Charles smiled at Eloise’s words, clearly intrigued. She’s more interesting than Mavis, he thought. There was a dark curiosity in his eyes as he observed her.“I heard you love money very much,” Charles said, his voice smooth.Eloise, not one to engage in such conversations, lowered her head, a knowing silence hanging between them. Everyone knew that she had a deep love for money, it was practically a trademark.She pursed her lips into an inscrutable smile before she finally spoke, her voice steady. “Yes, and that’s why I agreed to risk my life to do it.”Charles chuckled, his grin widening. “Alright! Four hundred thousand dollars. Deal!”He seemed genuinely amused, though Eloise knew it was merely a transaction to him. The deal was made, but the stakes were terrifyingly high.Eloise, while not outwardly graceful, had something more visceral, a certain edge that Charles found intriguing, even though she was far from the typical beauty. She wasn’t the type to shy away from risk, and f
Mavis stood frozen, her eyes wide in terror, her body stiff with shock as she witnessed the horror unfolding before her. Every muscle in her body screamed for her to run, but her legs wouldn’t move. The scene before her seemed like a nightmare, surreal and impossible. The container holding Eloise was filled with water, and Mavis couldn’t tell if Eloise was alive or unconscious, or if she had even made it through the torment. The water sloshed around, threatening to engulf her, and Mavis’s heart thundered in her chest. This can’t be happening. It can’t be real, she thought, barely able to comprehend what she was seeing.Mavis’s eyes remained locked on Eloise, her thoughts a jumbled mess. The overwhelming fear of the moment caused her breath to become shallow and uneven. Is she alive? Is she breathing? The questions bounced in her mind, but no answers came, only fear. She knew time was running out. And then, a name echoed in her head. Ainsley.Ainsley. The man she had only heard whisper
Ainsley held Eloise’s hand, his grip strong, but the anger that had consumed him was slowly fading. As his fingers interlocked with hers, a strange warmth spread through him. His rage, his fear, the desperation to save her, everything calmed as though the touch itself was grounding him. Why does this feel so… right? His mind raced, unable to process the unexpected tranquility.For what seemed like an eternity, time stood still. Eloise coughed, water spewing from her mouth as she struggled to breathe. Each rasping breath felt like a battle, but slowly, with a strained gasp, she opened her eyes. They were swollen and irritated, her vision blurry. She could barely make out the figure in front of her, but there was something about his presence that comforted her.Ainsley watched her with a mix of relief and uncertainty. He could see her lips move, faint and trembling. Her voice, hoarse and weak, reached his ears. “Money,” she whispered.The word hit Ainsley like a slap in the face. The su
The scene continued to unfold with intense emotion, as Ainsley’s words hit Eloise like a bitter storm. When he spoke of her life being worthless, it felt as though a dagger had pierced her heart, leaving her breathless. The words felt like poison, seeping deep into her soul. Her chest tightened painfully, and for a moment, she instinctively placed a hand over her heart, trying to shield herself from the sharp sting of truth.His hand had raised, as though he might reach for her, but then it dropped, his expression unreadable. His composure, however, was a facade. “Alpha Williams, you are right. My life is worthless,” Eloise repeated, each word carrying a sense of finality.But when she repeated his own cruel words back to him, something shifted in Ainsley. A deep irritation, for no clear reason, bubbled within him. It wasn’t that he thought she was wrong, it was that hearing those words from her made his chest constrict. He couldn’t understand it. It was as if her repetition somehow m
The tension in the room thickened, suffocating both Ainsley and Eloise. Ainsley’s grip around Eloise’s neck tightened, and her lifeless expression only seemed to fuel his frustration. The woman beneath him showed no resistance, her body limp, her eyes dull. It was as though she had resigned herself to her fate, her soul already distant, leaving Ainsley struggling with his own emotions. Beneath the anger, there was a gnawing pain in his chest, one he couldn't fully understand or control.Adrian, unable to tolerate the torment that was escalating within Ainsley, began to fight for control. The battle for dominance inside Ainsley's mind intensified as Adrian pushed harder, desperate to protect his mate from Ainsley’s destructive path. Yet, Ainsley resisted, his own will overriding the turmoil within. His mind, overwhelmed by the jealousy and rage, could no longer comprehend the depth of his actions."Why don’t you fight back?!" Ainsley yelled, his voice raw with frustration. "Why?!" His
“I deserve this punishment,” Eloise said calmly.Her voice, low and unwavering, cut through the heavy silence that filled the room. It was not the voice of a woman pleading for mercy, but one who had surrendered herself entirely to her fate.Eric didn’t doubt her words. He had known Eloise since they were children, and even now, there was a bitter truth in her resignation that stung him deeper than he could have imagined. She had always been strong, confident, and unyielding, but now, she was nothing but a shadow of her former self.The night air was still, and the Litha Night Walker Pack’s lands stretched dark and endless around them. The Golden Moon Pack, a force to be reckoned with, bordered their territory. Eloise, as the daughter of the Alpha, had once been a woman with every reason to stand tall and proud. She had been a symbol of power, of grace.Eric remembered her from when they were younger, a fierce, untamed beauty. She had completed her transformation at fifteen, the wolf
Ainsley stood in front of the couch, his gaze fixed on nothing in particular, yet his mind was consumed by thoughts of Eloise. Why does she always make me feel this way? His heart twisted with frustration. The very idea of her, trembling, submissive, and fearful, made his blood boil.Suddenly, the soft, almost imperceptible sound of footsteps reached his ears. Ainsley’s senses sharpened, instinctively recognizing her presence. His sharp wolf senses could pick up her scent; hear the quiet shift of her movements, even the slight hesitation in her steps.Eloise.He turned to face her, his heart thudding in his chest as he saw the hesitant look in her eyes. His anger flared, and he couldn't hide it. Why is she always so uncertain? He thought bitterly. Why does she never stand tall?"Stop right there. Where are you going?" Ainsley’s voice was harsh, filled with a command that left no room for disobedience.Eloise stood frozen, her eyes wide with caution. "I’m going to work, Alpha Williams,
Rachael immediately sensed something in Elijah's words. After all, she had managed to secure a place in the Scarlet Heart Club for years, navigating the club’s inner workings with precision and caution. She could read people well, and Elijah’s tone was off, there was a tension in the air, a sense of urgency she couldn't ignore.Her delicate eyebrows furrowed as she asked, “Wait. A dangerous job, you say?”What does he mean by a dangerous job? Rachael thought, feeling her gut tighten with unease. What’s going on that I don’t know?Rachael, always one to stay composed, couldn’t help but wonder. Eloise must have lost her mind. She hasn’t fully recovered yet, and she’s already back here, asking me for a job. How reckless is she?She steadied her voice and said seriously, “I’m not that ruthless, okay? She came back before she recovered, but I never gave her any work to do. Well, the only exception was that unknown guest a few days ago. But he didn’t give her a hard time.” Rachael’s eyes na
Eloise practically ran home. She slammed the door to her dorm room behind her and leaned against it, trying to steady her breath. Her heart was hammering in her chest, a fierce ache in the pit of her stomach.Her face had been pale, like a ghost. Lucian had heard Serah's words, his expression unreadable, but the look in his eyes... That look still lingers. She'd thought she could ignore the pain. I’m stronger than this, she had told herself. But now, it all felt like a tidal wave crashing over her.Her thoughts spiraled. No. No, I can’t do this.There was a huge line between her and Lucian. In the eyes of the world, she was nothing more than a prostitute, a product to be bought and sold. Lucian was a successful CEO, a man with power and respect. In the eyes of the werewolves, she was a wolfless rouge, an outcast. Lucian was the powerful Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack.She tried to push the thoughts away, but the reality of it all dug deep into her heart, making her chest feel tight. He
After Lucian finished speaking, he took a sharp turn on his motorcycle and pulled up in front of a towering wall of blooming roses. Eloise blinked, momentarily disoriented by the beauty of the scene. Without waiting for her to speak, Lucian nimbly dismounted from the motorcycle, his movements fluid and effortless.“We’re here,” he said, gesturing to the entrance with a subtle smirk. “This is the back door. Normally, I enter through the front.”Eloise hesitated. Something about the hidden entrance made her feel uneasy. A back door? What kind of place is this?Lucian raised an eyebrow, catching her reluctance. “Get off. Staying on the bike won’t change anything.”Eloise crossed her arms, defiantly refusing to move. “No,” she said with a stubborn little blink. Her grip tightened on the seat beneath her.Lucian smirked, clearly amused by her childish resistance. “Are you sure about that?”“I’m not hungry,” Eloise replied quickly, her mind racing for any excuse to avoid going inside.“But
"Rachael, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. Can I take the day off?" Eloise said, her voice sounding unusually content.Rachael's tone softened, a hint of concern mixed with relief. "Sure. I’m glad you’re finally listening to your body. Take the day off, Eloise. You deserve it. Don’t worry about a thing here." With that, the line went quiet as Rachael hung up.Eloise stared at the phone for a moment, a slight smile tugging at her lips. She had made it through the morning without a major crisis, and now she had an entire day to herself. Her thoughts felt unusually clear as she stood up, stretching her stiff limbs. She wandered over to the small wooden table by the bedroom window, sat down, and opened the drawer, retrieving her well-worn notebook.It had become her one true companion over the years, the place where her thoughts roamed freely.I should write. I always feel better when I write.The last time she wrote anything was years ago. Her fingers flicked through the pages until sh
"Eloise, you don’t need to do anything. Just stay where you are, and I’ll come to you. I’ll hug you. You can leave everything to me. How will you know what happiness feels like if you don’t even try? I promise I won’t make you cry again, or... well, I’ll try my best not to, at least.”Lucian’s words hung in the air like he was trying to win an Oscar for “Most Heartfelt Speech.” It was almost working.But then, like an unwanted pop-up ad in her brain, Ainsley’s voice appeared.“Eloise, do you actually believe you deserve happiness?”Oh, great, thought Eloise, now I have the soundtracks of two people echoing in my head at the same time.Lucian’s offer of sunshine and rainbows was drowned out by Ainsley’s snarky voice. Happiness? Eloise thought, clutching her head. Who has time for that? Happiness doesn’t even fit into my schedule right now.It’s not that she didn’t want it. Who wouldn’t want happiness? But... I’m a mess. Rain died because of me. Because of ME! She winced at the thought.
Eloise's silence pressed down on Lucian like a weight he couldn't shake off. Her stillness seemed to say everything that her words had not. For a moment, he stood there, unsure whether to push forward or retreat. He gathered every ounce of his courage and spoke, his voice tentative yet sincere."Eloise," he began, his eyes searching hers. "You deserve a chance at happiness. Don’t shut me out so quickly. Even if you can’t be my mate right now, I want you to know you have every right to be happy. You can live a life filled with joy; I believe that."Eloise felt a flicker of warmth stir within her, his words brushing against the edges of the cold, distant walls she had built around herself. But then, as quickly as it came, the warmth was smothered. She wanted to say yes, to allow herself to hope again, but her heart fought back with a harsh, impenetrable truth.Lucian continued, undeterred by the quiet between them. His words, so genuine, cut through the heavy air like a knife."You can'
"Yes, I’m waiting for you, my lady," Lucian said briskly, his voice filled with quiet determination. "Eloise, you still haven’t answered me. The last time we spoke, I asked if you could be my mate. So, what do you think now?"Eloise froze, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. The words, so direct and unexpected, sent a rush of emotions through her. Her mind scrambled, trying to piece together her thoughts. She had rejected him before, hadn't she? But now... now he was standing there, so close, with that same intensity in his eyes. What is he really asking me?Her breath caught in her throat, her heart accelerating at the thought. Lucian was looking at her with such intensity, like she was the only person in the world. How can I say yes after everything? She blinked, suddenly lost in the storm of emotions."I was in the UK for a while," Lucian continued, his voice now softer, filled with something almost... pleading. "But the moment I returned to Metrocity, I came straight here. I k
"If I were you, I’d send her away," Eric’s voice sliced through the heavy silence of the room. His gaze held no warmth as he thought back to Ainsley "She had a lot to do with Aura’s death, you know. And you, Alpha Ainsley... You’re just shocked by how much Eloise has changed. After all, the two grew up together. You’re just shocked by what she’s become. That’s all."The words struck Ainsley like a punch in the gut, yet he said nothing for a moment. His chest tightened, but he couldn’t bring himself to argue. He simply murmured, “Let me think about it.” His voice sounded hollow to his own ears.As the Alpha of the Litha Night Walker Pack, Ainsley had been conditioned from childhood to believe that mates were unnecessary distractions, that emotions were weaknesses. He’d grown up to be a leader, not a lover, and for the longest time, he hadn’t even questioned it. But now... Now, the walls that had kept him distant from everyone, from her, were crumbling. Eloise, the very woman he had onc
Ainsley slouched back in his chair like it was his throne, the weight of his thoughts pressing down on him like a lead blanket. The flickering light from his desk lamp cast shadows across the room, but none of them could match the dark cloud hanging over his mood. Eric broke the silence, his question hanging in the air like a stubborn fly."Ainsley, it’s not because of her, is it?" Eric asked, his finger tapping out a beat on the desk. The rhythm was annoyingly steady, like a metronome ticking down to his doom.Ainsley didn’t budge. He didn’t even flinch. His gaze was as cold as a freezer in Antarctica. Jacob, on the other hand, was practically vibrating with curiosity. He leaned in, practically licking his lips. "For her? Who? Spill it, man. Who are we talking about?"Eric’s stare never wavered, but Jacob’s playful smirk was the real problem here. "Alpha Ainsley, have you found your mate? Who’s the lucky lady? What pack does she belong to? When can we meet your future Luna? Are we ta
The night air was thick with tension as Gary’s car came to a stop, the wheels grinding to a halt next to Alex. The distance between them felt like miles, the silence hanging heavy, but Alex didn’t move. He stood rooted to the ground, watching as Gary hesitated before getting into the car.Gary’s eyes flickered briefly towards Alex, his face filled with guilt and something like regret. With a deep sigh, he finally spoke, his voice heavy with an emotion Alex couldn’t place. “Beta Alex,” he said, looking at him through the windshield. “We failed to raise that girl right. Everything that happened to Aura... was all her fault. I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry.”The words were like a cold slap, but they didn’t sting as much as they should have.If Eloise were here, she would be devastated too, Alex thought, the anger churning in his chest. But she wasn’t here. She hadn’t confessed her own sins, and yet, her father stood there, offering up apologies for her. How many times has he been asked to tak