LIANAI stared at Zaylen blankly for a moment before laughing. "Gosh, why did you have to apologize first? I was gonna do it!"He chuckled sheepishly, realizing the tense air between us had dissipated. "I am so sorry for ruining your plans. I felt so terrible that I couldn't wait."Noticing the bags under his eyes, I gently touched his cheek. "I can tell."Zaylen smiled softly, a bit of relief washing over his features. "I guess you felt the same way as me."He looked at me intently, and I had a feeling he noticed the eye bags I tried to cover with concealer."Anyway, who were you bringing the coffee for in such a rush?" I asked, trying to change the subject.He raised an eyebrow. "Um, you were the one in the rush."I shrugged. "Oh, I just didn't want to be third-wheeling Sara and Jordan.""First time?" he asked.I nodded. "Yeah."He smiled wryly. "I am so used to it, I don't care at this point."I chuckled, appreciating his attempt to lighten the mood. "You know, for someone who cla
LIANA"Where are you lost?" Zaylen's voice interrupted my thoughts, pulling me back to the present."Oh, uh, nowhere," I replied, offering him a faint smile.He arched an eyebrow, studying me intently. "Hmm, sure about that?"I shrugged, trying to shake off the distraction. I would try to contact Colin later. Doing it in front of Zaylen would just be like showing a red flag to a bull."Yeah, just lost in my own thoughts, I guess.”Zaylen nodded, accepting my answer. "Well, wherever you were, I hope it was a nice place.""Not as nice as here," I quipped, giving him a playful grin.He smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Normally, flattery doesn't work on me. But in your case… flattery will get you everywhere, you know.""Oh really?" I teased, leaning a bit closer. "Good to know. I'll keep that in mind."Zaylen's gaze flickered to my lips for a brief moment before meeting my eyes again. "You should. But tell me, what's so intriguing in your thoughts that it pulled you away from th
LIANAZaylen's response was immediate. "Of course I do!" he exclaimed, a hint of enthusiasm in his voice.A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "Great, so now you won't just be my boss at the office, but in my community too?" I teased playfully.He chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, not necessarily. I mean, I can be your ma—"Before he could finish his sentence, my phone rang, Colin's name flashing on the screen."Oh, someone is calling. I will get going then," I interjected, rising from my seat. "Thanks for the coffee, Boss," I added gratefully, grabbing my cup to go.With a quick wave, I hurried out of the café, a cup of coffee in hand for Jordan. After all, I told him I would bring one for him too.I couldn't just enjoy coffee all by myself with Zaylen and leave him to die. He must have been awake all night too; he needed it more.As I walked along the sidewalk, the familiar sound of Colin's voice filled my ears through the phone."Hey, Liana," Colin greeted me. "Any upda
LIANAAs I regained consciousness, the dim surroundings of the godown slowly came into focus. Panic surged through me as I realized I was tied to a chair, completely immobilized. What the hell was going on? Who on earth were these people and why did they kidnap me?My shock turned to anger as James entered the room. "Hey, nobody will touch her before I do," he declared, his voice oozing with arrogance.One of the men, presumably the second speaker, responded eagerly. "Sure, sure, but don't forget you promised us shares of her blood."What? Shares of my blood? The third man chimed in with a sinister grin. "Yeah, otherwise we wouldn't have helped you kidnap this beauty."James frowned, seemingly annoyed. "What did you guys even do? You were just inside the van," he retorted.The first man scoffed, his tone defensive. "Yeah, do you know how risky that is for us? Kidnapping someone in broad daylight like that?"James nodded begrudgingly. "Fine, fine. You all can have a share of her bloo
ZAYLENAfter Liana left the café, I sat there for a moment, staring at the empty seat she had just occupied.I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy when I saw Colin's name flash on her screen. Why did he have to call right then? We were having a nice chat. It felt like it had been so long since we sat down and talked like that.Everything had gone downhill ever since James came back into our lives and decided to ruin everything by going on a killing spree around our neighborhood.Sighing, I pushed my coffee cup aside and got up.My footsteps echoed softly as I walked out of the café, my thoughts tangled with frustration and concern. Colin was helping us, but there was something about him that made me uneasy, especially with Liana.Maybe that’s just your pure jealousy — spoke my inner wolf. As I made my way towards the hospital, I couldn't shake the image of Liana’s laugh, her eyes sparkling and her nose scrunching a bit. She was so pretty and she had absolutely no idea how sm
ZAYLENFinally, after what felt like an eternity, my private investigator — the one I used to find stuff unrelated to our werewolf world — called me back with the location. The dash cam had caught the license plate, and we had tracked down the van to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. My heart pounded as I approached the building."Stay calm, Zaylen," I muttered to myself, trying to steady my nerves. "You have to be smart about this."Just as I was about to proceed cautiously, I heard it – growling noises coming from inside. My blood ran cold.Screw not being stupid! I burst into the warehouse, and the sight before me sent chills down my spine.There she was, Liana, in her full wolf form. I couldn't believe the sight in front of me.Three men were scattered around the place, bleeding from their shoulders, waists, and thighs, where she had bitten them and even torn off flesh.And now, she was standing atop James, her paw resting on his chest, growling angrily.James's
LIANAI woke up the next morning in a room that felt both unfamiliar and strangely recognizable. My head throbbed as I tried to piece together where I was. Just then, Zaylen walked in, his demeanor colder than I had ever seen. He placed a tray of medicines and a glass of water on the bedside table without a word."Where am I?" I asked, my voice still groggy from sleep."My bedroom," he replied curtly."Why?" I pressed, trying to understand the situation."You fainted, so I brought you here," he said, his tone flat and distant."Oh," I muttered, memories of the previous night slowly coming back to me. The events replayed in my mind, making me wince.Zaylen turned to leave, and panic surged through me. "Hey, are you mad at me?" I called out, desperate to understand his sudden shift."No," he replied, not even turning around."You seem mad, though,” I insisted, feeling the chill in his usually warm presence."Why does it matter if I am mad or not? You clearly don't think of me as someo
LIANAI took a deep steady breath, gathering my thoughts and summoning my courage. Knocking on Zaylen's bedroom door, I called out, "Zaylen, are you free now?"I pursed my lips, hoping he was free now. He just returned from the office an hour ago. I was hoping he was not in the shower or something right now, otherwise, I had to wait more.This morning, he had already left by the time I finished talking to Noelle, so I hadn't gotten the chance to speak to him until now. And this conversation was something I needed to have before I could move forward with anything else.I clearly couldn't go on a trip with this unresolved air between us. Zaylen meant way too much for that.After what felt like an eternity, the door finally opened. My eyes widened as I saw Zaylen standing there shirtless. He was undeniably hot, with a sculpted chest and defined abs that made my cheeks flush involuntarily.And the fresh scent of him being out of the shower made him all the more enticing. His hair was ev
LIANAThe morning sun poured through the curtains, casting a gentle light across our bedroom. I woke up to the soft, familiar hum of the world outside, the sound of birds chirping in the distance. I turned to see Zaylen sleeping beside me, his face relaxed in peaceful slumber. The sight of him always filled me with a profound sense of contentment and love.I stretched, carefully sliding out of bed to avoid waking him. Today wasn’t just any day—it was a day I had looked forward to for a long time. The house was still, the calm before the storm of our bustling family life. I tiptoed down the hallway, my heart swelling with excitement as I made my way to the nursery.Our twins had brought a new kind of joy into our lives, their arrival a culmination of love and anticipation. The nursery was painted in soft pastel colors, with a cozy crib in the corner and shelves lined with toys and books. The gentle hum of the white noise machine filled the room, blending with the soft sunlight filte
LIANA It was mid-morning, and the office was bustling with the usual activity. The gentle hum of conversation and the clacking of keyboards filled the air, but I could barely focus on anything other than the growing discomfort and irritability that had become a constant companion over the past few weeks. I sat at my desk, my fingers drumming impatiently on the surface. The pile of paperwork before me seemed to mock my inability to concentrate. I sighed heavily, feeling a wave of frustration wash over me. Zaylen, ever observant, noticed my agitation from his office. He appeared at my desk, a look of concern etched on his face. “Hey, baby. How’s it going?” I glanced up, trying to muster a polite smile. “Just peachy,” I said, though the words were more of a snarl than anything else. “If you consider battling an insurm
LIANA The next few days, I couldn’t shake a strange feeling. I was more tired than usual, and the scent of coffee, which I normally loved, was suddenly making me nauseous. Sara noticed my discomfort. “Liana, are you feeling okay?” she asked, her brow furrowed with concern. “I’m fine, just a bit tired” I replied, trying to brush it off. “Been feeling nauseous and my head is pounding these last few days.” Sara gave me a knowing look. “Maybe you should take a pregnancy test.” I blinked, surprised by her suggestion. “A pregnancy test?” She nodded. “There might be a possibility.” The idea was both thrilling and terrifying. Could it be possible? I decided to take Sara’s advice to heart. During my lunch break, I headed to the pharmacy just a few blocks away. The fluorescent lights and the hum of the store seemed unusually bright as I picked out a pregnancy test kit. My heart raced with a mix of excitement and anxiety as I made my way back to the office, clutchin
LIANAThe past few months had flown by in a blissful haze. Our honeymoon had taken us from the Maldives to the enchanting streets of Paris, and finally, to the serene countryside of Tuscany. Each day had been filled with love, laughter, and unforgettable moments. But now, it was back to reality—our reality, where Zaylen and I were not only husband and wife but also Alpha and Luna, and for the time being, colleagues.I walked into the office, the familiar scent of coffee and paper filling the air. As I made my way to my desk, I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with nerves. This was our first day back after the long honeymoon, and though I was eager to dive back into work, I couldn’t ignore the butterflies in my stomach.Zaylen’s office door was slightly ajar, and as I passed by, I saw him sitting behind his desk, engrossed in a document. He looked up, catching my eye, and a slow, mischievous smile spread across his face.“Good morning, my Luna,” he called out, his
LIANAThe following morning, we decided to explore more of the city. After a quick breakfast, we set off to visit the Louvre Museum. As we walked through the grand halls, admiring the masterpieces, Zaylen kept me close, his hand never leaving mine."Look at this one," he said, pointing to a painting. "Doesn't it remind you of one of our dates?"“The one we had just before you proposed to me?” I asked to be sure. As he nodded, I laughed, remembering that endearing evening. "It does. We have come a long way, haven't we?""We have," he agreed, his eyes softening as he looked at me. "And I wouldn't change a thing."We continued our tour, losing ourselves in the beauty of the art and the history that surrounded us. As we exited the museum, we found a street vendor selling crepes. Zaylen insisted on buying one for each of us, and we sat on a nearby bench, enjoying the sweet treat."These are delicious," I said, licking a bit of Nutella from my fingers."Almost as sweet as you," Zaylen tea
LIANAThe Eiffel Tower stood tall and majestic against the twilight sky, its twinkling lights casting a romantic glow over the city of Paris. I marveled at the sight, my heart swelling with awe and excitement. Our long honeymoon had brought us from the tropical paradise of the Maldives to the enchanting streets of Paris, and I couldn't have been happier.Zaylen and I strolled hand in hand along the Seine River, the soft murmur of French conversations and the distant sound of street musicians creating a magical atmosphere. He looked dashing in a tailored suit, and I felt like a princess in my flowing dress."Isn't this beautiful?" I sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder."It is," he agreed, pressing a kiss to my temple. "But not as beautiful as you."I blushed, my heart fluttering at his words. "Always the charmer.""For you, always," he replied with a playful wink.As we walked, we passed a quaint café with outdoor seating. Zaylen tugged me toward it. "How about a little dessert?"
LIANAThe soft rustling of palm trees and the rhythmic lapping of waves greeted me as I stepped onto the sunlit balcony. The warm, salty breeze of the Maldives caressed my face, bringing with it a sense of serene contentment I hadn't felt in years. The crystal-clear waters stretched out endlessly, a shimmering expanse of turquoise that promised days of relaxation and intimate moments with Zaylen.I leaned against the railing, closing my eyes and letting the sounds of paradise envelop me. A gentle smile tugged at my lips as I thought of Zaylen still asleep in our villa, the man who had turned my world upside down in the best way possible."Liana?" Zaylen's voice, husky with sleep, reached me, making my heart flutter.I turned to see him standing in the doorway, his dark hair tousled and his eyes still heavy with sleep. He looked so different from the domineering, fierce leader I had first met. Here, he was just Zaylen, my husband, the man I loved with all my heart."Good morning, sle
LIANAToday was the day—the day Zaylen and I would finally stand before our loved ones, pledging our hearts to each other in marriage. The anticipation and excitement in the air were palpable, mingling with the fragrant scents of blooming flowers and the soft rustle of leaves. Our wedding was set against a backdrop of lush greenery, the venue a picturesque garden that seemed to be alive with joy and celebration.The sun shone brightly, casting a warm, golden glow over everything. The ceremony was to be held in a charming outdoor setting, with a floral arch adorned with cascading white roses and delicate greenery. The aisle, lined with white rose petals, led to a beautifully decorated altar where Zaylen and I would exchange our vows.I took a deep breath, feeling the flutter of nervous excitement in my stomach as I prepared to walk down the aisle. Noelle, radiating beauty even with her eight-month baby bump, adjusted her position next to me. She looked stunning in her deep emerald g
LIANAThe morning sun filtered through the canopy of trees, casting dappled light across the campsite. The soft, golden rays glinted off the sparkling surface of the waterfall, creating a mesmerizing display of light and water. The gentle roar of the falls provided a soothing soundtrack as the water cascaded into a clear, shimmering pool below.The campsite, nestled beside this natural wonder, was waking up with the day. The cool, fresh air carried the crisp scent of pine and morning dew. The grass was still damp from the night, and the tents stood slightly crumpled, evidence of a night spent in cozy slumber.Trevor, ever the early riser and mischief-maker, had a gleam in his eye as he set his plan into motion. He crept quietly towards Zaylen, who was enjoying a leisurely breakfast by the fire, unaware of the prank that was about to unfold. Trevor had filled a bucket with water and carefully rigged it to tip over when Zaylen’s chair was moved.I observed from a distance, sipping my