ZAYLENThose fingers… running through my hair… I gulped at that thought. Focus, Zaylen, I chided myself inwardly, realizing what I was thinking. I tore my gaze away, a flush creeping up my neck as I tried to shake off the distracting thoughts. “Zaylen, I need more information about you. Like your date of birth and all,” she said to me.I started to tell her all the required information as she filled up everything. When it was time to fill up the bio, she asked me, “Your Luna has to be a werewolf too, right?” I nodded instantly as she further inquired, “So how do we specify you are a werewolf?” I pursed my lips, thinking for a while before a suggestion appeared in my mind. “Just write from Darkwood. If they know, then they know.” “Good idea,” she chirped before typing again. “Are you done with this silly thing?” I finally let out, and she frowned, shifting her gaze to me.“Silly thing? I am fixing your messed up life!” she defended. A subtle smile appeared on my lips. “That yo
ZAYLENI glanced at the array of clothes laid out before me and groaned in frustration. Despite knowing I could throw on anything and still look presentable, I found myself confused. I really wanted to make a good impression on my upcoming date.Besides, it was my first date ever. I never saw the point of going on dates when no woman ever caught my eye enough to ask out. But seriously, I should have asked at least some women out. Then, I wouldn't be in this situation—with no potential Luna.Ugh, anyway, what was the most appropriate attire for a first date?I really hated Jordan at this point. His timing for a vacation was the worst of all. Only Liana could help me decide now. With a sigh, I reached for my phone, dialing Liana's number and initiating a video call. I waited for a few seconds and soon enough, the call connected, her familiar face appeared on the screen, her expression curious."Hey, Zaylen, what's up?" Liana greeted, her voice laced with warmth."Hey, Liana," I repl
ZAYLENWhen is she getting here? I was patiently waiting while sitting in the restaurant. All of a sudden, I saw a blonde woman appear, walking toward me with a bright smile on her face as she waved at me. As Liana already sent me the picture before, I recognized she was Melissa — my so-called date. Unwillingly, I waved back, trying to force a smile onto my face, but my expression betrayed the underlying unease I felt.However, my apprehension melted away the moment Liana entered behind Melissa. Finally, she was here! My face brightened involuntarily at the sight of her, a genuine smile spreading across my lips.“Oh, you seem excited,” Melissa's compliment caught me off guard, her observation prompting me to stumble over my words in response. "Oh, I, um–" I began, my mind racing to come up with a suitable explanation.“It's alright. I like it when someone is excited to meet me,” she smiled at me. I put on a tight-lipped smile in return. “Great then.”Melissa was about to pull a
LIANAI watched Zaylen and Melissa across the table. They seemed to be hitting it off so well, laughing and chatting like old friends. It was exactly what I hoped for when I set them up, but seeing Zaylen show genuine interest in Melissa stirred up conflicting emotions within me."You know, I was worried Zaylen might be too reserved," I confessed to myself quietly, not wanting to disturb their conversation. "But he seems really into her."A part of me wished it was me sitting there, sharing jokes and stories with Zaylen. But I had to remind myself that this was about him finding someone who made him happy, even if it wasn't me.I watched as Melissa leaned in to listen to something Zaylen was saying, his eyes glinting in happiness as he spoke. It was a side of him I hadn't seen before, and it made me happy to know that he was capable of opening up like this.I felt a pang in my chest at that sight. "Maybe I should've brought someone for myself," I mused, feeling loneliness.But then I
LIANAIt has been two days yet Zaylen didn’t manage to make any dates successful. Ugh.I was lowkey glad that it didn’t work, however, I was annoyed too. Because I was assigned with the task to find him his Luna and I was failing miserably. I hated not being able to complete my task with perfection!“Why didn’t Sara return yet?” Aaron’s voice brought me out of my trance.“Sara extended her leave. She is enjoying the vacation to the fullest,” Kiara answered.Aaron dramatically released a sigh. “Sara is having the time of her life, while we are suffering here.”I rolled my eyes. “If you work efficiently, then you can get a long vacation like Sara. Otherwise, get ready to work overtime.”“You sound a lot bossy nowadays,” he grumbled, making me chuckle.“Speaking of bossy,” Kiara started, “I noticed that Zaylen is looking really exhausted these days. He leaves the office earlier and so does Lia. So what's going on?” Both of them looked at me, waiting for a response. Before I could even o
LIANA"What? No, not me. Look at him," I replied, gesturing towards Aaron, who was still engrossed in conversation with Kiara.Zaylen followed my gaze, and his expression softened as he observed the way Aaron looked at Kiara. "Oh," he murmured, the realization dawning on him."See? You are too quick to jump to conclusions," I scolded gently, giving him a reassuring smile."Is that what a man in love looks like?" Zaylen wondered aloud, his gaze lingering on Aaron and Kiara.I smiled warmly, nodding in affirmation. "Yes. I wish somebody would look at me with so much love like that one day. At least James never did. I hope somebody else comes along—" I paused as my eyes fell on Zaylen. I found him staring at me with a look very similar to Aaron's, and my heart skipped a beat. Suddenly feeling flustered, I fumbled for words and quickly averted my gaze."Anyway, be ready for your date tonight. I will join you later," I said, trying to regain my composure."Okay," Zaylen mumbled, but I coul
LIANABefore I knew it, we were already in a room of a nearby hotel.Zaylen's lips were on mine, his touch igniting a fire within me that I couldn't resist. Our tongues danced, twining together and exploring the depths of each other's mouths. I could taste the sweetness of his lips, feel the warmth of his breath as it mingled with mine.His hands, gentle yet strong, cradled the back of my neck, pulling me closer as the kiss deepened. I could feel his heart racing against my chest, matching the rapid beat of my own. The world seemed to melt away, leaving only the two of us in a cocoon of pure passion.As our kiss intensified, so did our desire. Our hands roamed, exploring every curve and contour of each other's bodies, as if trying to memorize every detail. I felt Zaylen's fingers trail down my back, over the small of my spine, and enter the hem of my top.Our kiss deepened, igniting a fire that had been simmering between us for far too long. His other hand tangled in my hair, pulli
ZAYLENAs Liana finally uttered the words I had been yearning to hear, my heart swelled with relief and desire at the same time. I was relieved to know that I was not the only one who wanted this, and I was overwhelmed with desire because… it was her.I cupped her face gently in my hands, my thumbs brushing away the tears that had formed in her eyes."I want you too, Liana," I whispered, my voice low and sincere. "I have wanted you for so long.”“Really?” she asked, her voice vulnerable.“Yes. I never wanted to go on those dates. All along I have been wishing that you were the one sitting across from me at the table,” the confession tumbled out of my lips before I could stop it.Hearing my earnest words, a smile formed on her lips as she placed her hand over mine on her cheek, as if truly giving me permission.With a newfound urgency, I lowered my lips to hers, our tongues meeting in a passionate kiss as our bodies melded together.My hands slipped under her top once again, and this t
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