ROMEOI stood there in the aftermath, the cold steel of the knife still clutched tightly in my hand as I looked around at the stunned faces of the pack members. They were all staring at me with a mix of horror and disbelief, their eyes wide and their bodies trembling with fear.Ivan stood beside me, his own expression unreadable as I handed him the bloody knife. I turned away, feeling sick to my stomach as I wiped the blood off my hands with a clean piece of silk cloth. The scent of death hung heavy in the air, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I had just made a grave mistake.But as I looked back at the pack members, I saw something else in their eyes - fear. They were afraid of me, of what I had just done to their Luna. It was something none of them had ever thought possible, and the shock was written plainly on their faces.Even my own pack members were taken aback by what they had witnessed. They had always known me to be ruthless in battle, but this was something else entirel
ROMEOI stood before Natalia, surrounded by the pack members and creatures from all over who had gathered to witness me making her my Luna. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and my heart was pounding with excitement. This was the moment I had been waiting for, the moment when I would claim her as my own.But then she spoke, her voice cutting through the silence like a sharp knife. "No," she said, and her words reverberated in the air, echoing through the crowd. The energy shifted, and the excitement turned to confusion and disappointment. I felt a wave of disbelief wash over me, and I stared at her for what felt like an eternity.How could she say no? After all that I had done for her, after everything I had sacrificed, how could she refuse to become my Luna? My mind raced as I tried to make sense of it all. I had just put an end to Veronica's life in front of everyone, just because of her. Didn't she see what I had done for her, how much I loved her?I felt a surge of ang
CASPIANI was standing there, watching the girl named Sarah, as she vomited violently. The cruelty of my brother, Romeo, had been too much for her to bear.I had been following Natalia and her friend Sarah, but I kept a safe distance. I couldn't help but be drawn to Sarah. There was something about her that I found myself becoming increasingly attracted to.I knew that it was ridiculous, but I couldn't help myself. Maybe it was the way she carried herself, or the wild scent that surrounded her. Or maybe it was just the great figure that she had. She had the perfect quantity of everything that a woman needed, and I couldn't take my eyes off of her.But I also knew that I couldn't let my guard down. Sarah was not one of us, and she was not to be trusted. I had to keep my distance, no matter how much I wanted to get closer to her.As I followed them, I watched as Natalia and Sarah laughed and joked with each other. They seemed to be having a good time, but I knew that it was only a matte
CASPIANI poured two glasses of deep red wine and handed one to Sarah. We sat on the couch, facing each other with our legs crossed. The soft glow of the lamp illuminated the room, creating an intimate atmosphere. As we sipped our wine, I couldn't help but notice the way Sarah's eyes sparkled in the dim light."You know, I've always enjoyed the simple things in life," I said, taking a sip of my wine. "Like good wine and great company."Sarah smiled and took another sip of her wine. "Me too. It's the little things that make life worth living."We sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, the only sound in the room being the gentle clinking of our glasses. I couldn't help but feel drawn to Sarah's presence, the way her eyes met mine and held my gaze."I have to admit," I said, breaking the silence. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time.""Do what?" Sarah asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion."Sit here with you, drink wine, and just talk," I said, my heart racing as I le
CASPIANI watched as she walked out of the room, feeling a pang of disappointment. I had been hoping to spend more time with her, but I understood why she had left. After all, I was a stranger to her, and she was probably feeling a bit uncomfortable.I decided to change the topic and make her feel more at ease. "Ohh by the way," I said, "why did you leave the room? It's a guest room, not mine, so you can stay there. No need to leave because of me."She turned to face me, looking a bit surprised. "Really?" she asked, and I nodded."Of course," I said with a smile. "I don't want you to feel like you have to leave just because I'm here. It's a big house, and there's plenty of space for both of us."She seemed to relax a bit at my words, and I felt a sense of relief. I didn't want her to feel like she had to walk on eggshells around me.As she settled back into the room, I took the opportunity to study her more closely. There was something about her that intrigued me, something that made
NATALIAI did not like it!! Totally. He was so mean! I could feel the anger boiling inside me as I thought about Romeo's behavior. He first dragged Sarah here and now when it was my responsibility to take care of my friend, he just forced me to ditch her with Caspian. I couldn't believe he would be so insensitive to my needs and my friend's.To make matters worse, he was walking way too fast for my condition. My feet ache and my back is throbbing with pain. It's becoming increasingly difficult to keep up with him. I tug at his arm, trying to slow him down, but he seems oblivious to my discomfort."Stop it, Romeo!" I said angrily while I get succeed in freeing my hand from his. "Are you out of your mind? What kind of behavior is this? I am pregnant and you are moving too fast!"I could feel my heart racing as I stare at him, waiting for a response. He looked surprised for a moment, but then his face clouds over with anger."What's the big deal?" he snapped. "You're always complaining a
NATALIAI stretched my body, feeling the tension in my muscles ease as I straightened my arms above my head. It felt like it had been ages since I had felt so light and carefree. As I lay in bed, my eyes still closed, I savored the sensation of the soft duvet covering my body and the warmth emanating from the soft bed underneath me. It made me sigh contentedly, and a small smile touched my lips.I couldn't resist the urge to touch my face and my body, savoring the feeling of every inch of my skin. I was lost in the moment until suddenly, my eyes flew open when I realized something wasn't quite right. I looked down and gasped when I saw the white silk oversized shirt that I was wearing.My heart started to race as I tried to piece together how I ended up in this shirt. I sat up on the bed frantically, scanning the room for any clues as to what had happened. And then I heard Romeo's voice from across the room."What you were wearing wasn't ideal for you to sleep in when your pregnancy."
ROMEOI couldn't believe what Natalia had just said. She claimed she couldn't forget what I did to her, even though I did everything for her. It made me wonder, what else could I have possibly done to prove my love to her?But then again, maybe that was the problem. Women are so hard to understand. No one can ever say for sure what's going on in their hearts. Despite my efforts, Natalia still wouldn't let me be with her. Even after I had slayed the woman who was the reason behind her miserable life, she didn't realize that I had done it all for her.What she also didn't realize was that I had to face the consequences of slaying the Luna of this pack without informing the Alpha council. I had told them that I was going to get rid of Veronica, but I never revealed my exact plan. And now, my love for Natalia was putting my position as Alpha at risk. If the Alpha council deemed that I had sinned by not informing them beforehand, I could lose everything.But instead of staying by my side du
NATALIASitting there with Romeo, just shooting the breeze, out of nowhere, this crazy pain hit me like a freight train. Water everywhere – turns out my water broke, and I wasn't supposed to pop until next week. Talk about the unexpected, right? Now, our pack's got this rule about having to pop out your pups right here on our turf. No escaping that one. So, here I am, dealing with this delivery agony a week ahead of schedule. Romeo's flipping out, screaming for help. Pack folks start swarming in like bees, all wide-eyed and worried. Picture this: me, in the middle of a makeshift delivery room surrounded by anxious wolves. Pain's getting wild like some primal force taking over. Romeo's there, clueless as ever, and I'm just pushing through the chaos. Let me tell you, delivering twins is no joke. Contractions hit like a sledgehammer, each one dragging on for what feels like forever. The pack's trying to help, but they can't take away the grind of it all. It's a full-on battle, not just p
SYDNEYMy fingers danced nervously over the phone's keypad as I dialed Romeo's number. The urgency in my chest fueled the anxiety in my voice when he finally picked up."Romeo, it's Sydney," I blurted out, the words tumbling over each other. "I need your advice. Should I head to Natalia's now? Something just doesn't feel right, like there's an eerie cloud hanging over her due date."There was a pause on the other end, and then he asked, "What's going on?"It's hard to explain," I began, struggling to find the right words. "It's like there's something malevolent inside her, something beyond the ordinary. I can't shake this feeling that the child she's carrying isn't just a bundle of joy. It's like there's a darkness, and it's threatening both her and the baby."I could almost hear Romeo furrowing his brow on the other end. "Darkness? What do you mean?"I mean, it's as if there's an evil presence in her womb," I confessed, my voice dropping to a hushed tone. "And I'm afraid that once that chi
ELVINAAlone in the dimly lit chamber, the oppressive weight of my actions hangs in the air, suffocating me like a dense fog. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows on the intricately carved runes etched into the cold stone floor, each symbol a testament to the forbidden path I've tread. Natalia lies motionless on the altar, her presence a fragile vessel for the soul I sought to resurrect. As the cold reality settles in, doubt snakes through my mind like a relentless serpent. The initial madness that drove me to perform the forbidden ritual now morphs into a gnawing unease. Regret, thick and palpable, permeates the atmosphere, saturating the very air I breathe. What was once a desperate bid to bring back my sister now feels like a pact with shadows and echoes. A solitary tear traces a path down my cheek, its journey mirroring the torment within. Natalia, vulnerable and unconscious, is now the unwitting conduit for a force beyond her understanding. The chamber, once filled with th
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
NATALIAMy heart raced like the staccato beat of distant drums as I approached Romeo, the flickering candlelight in the dimly lit room casting shadows on my face. The air crackled with the anticipation of finally meeting my twin sister, Dahlia— a reunion I had yearned for since the moment I discovered her existence. "Romeo," I began, my voice a delicate symphony tinged with excitement, "have you managed to reach Sebastian? I can't bear the agonizing wait any longer—I need to see Dahlia."Romeo's eyes, a canvas of uncertainty, met mine as he shook his head, "I haven't been able to get in touch with him yet, Natalia."A surge of frustration tightened its grip on my chest, like a vine constricting around my heart. I knew all too well the significance of Sebastian's elusive approval, especially in light of the unique bond he shared with Dahlia. "This is unbearable," I sighed, my impatience echoing in the hushed room. The scent of aged parchment and ancient secrets hung in the air, underscor
NATALIAAs the soft pads of my fingertips caressed the gentle curve of my burgeoning belly, I found solace in the quietude of the moment. The room was hushed, and the only symphony that mattered played within the confines of my body—the rhythmic ballet of life unfolding. A tender smile graced my lips, a testament to the profound connection I felt with the two tiny souls growing beneath my touch.Their kicks, playful and spirited, transformed my womb into a lively arena. Each flutter echoed the promise of an impending joy, and as their tiny feet danced beneath my skin, laughter escaped me—an involuntary melody in response to the enchanting rhythm of life within. It was as if my body had become a sanctuary, a haven where the language of kicks and twirls spoke volumes.Overwhelmed by the sheer magic of it all, tears welled up, glistening like dewdrops on the petals of a delicate flower. These were tears of joy, a manifestation of the profound emotion that coursed through me—a blend of grat
NATALIASo, picture this: I'm casually strolling through the garden vibes early in the morning, right? The sun's doing its thing, making the whole place light up like a chill paradise. The flowers are showing off their colors, and I swear, even the birds are in on this morning's party. Sarah, my partner in crime, joins me on this nature expedition. We're just soaking in the good vibes, you know? The air is all fresh and crisp, and there's this subtle aroma of blooming flowers, like nature's own perfume. As we mosey along, Sarah throws in some real talk and grabs my hand like we're in a cheesy movie. "Natalia," she says, "I'm seriously so pumped for you and those soon-to-be little adventurers." Her grin matches the sunshine, and I'm just standing there, feeling like life is hitting the perfect notes. Our garden hangout is like our secret spot. The flowers are like our cheering squad, and the whole scene feels like a happy conspiracy. At that moment, I was just overwhelmed with gratitud
NATALIA My body's like this bloated spaceship carrying two tiny passengers, and we're six months into this twin adventure. Let me tell you, it's a marathon of discomfort. Every step feels like I'm lugging around a ton of bricks – a constant reminder of the two little miracles growing inside me. Now, nights used to be my chill zone, but oh boy, that's changed. I'm haunted by these crazy nightmares like there's some evil plot unfolding in my belly. Mornings roll around, and instead of shaking off the bad dreams, they stick around like unwanted guests. The kicks and flutters? Yeah, they used to be cute, but now they're like tiny reminders of something I can't quite put my finger on. It's not just the physical strain; it's like I'm emotionally unraveling too. You'd think expecting twins would be all rainbows and butterflies, but there's this weird sense of doom hanging over everything. It's like there's this intangible darkness camping out inside me, and I'm starting to doubt if this is