Faye's POVThe surroundings remained eerily quiet, with no sign of anyone, let alone the girl. I forced myself to stand, leaning against the wall as I slowly made my way out of the changing area. Every step felt like walking on a razor's edge.The further I walked, the more unsettling it became. The stadium seemed abandoned, marked by bullet holes and signs of explosions in many places. Thankfully, as I moved outward, the distant sound of people became more audible, bringing some relief.The changing area was a long corridor, and I had never felt a path so seemingly endless. Before exiting the changing area, a tall figure appeared not far away.I suddenly became nervous, unsure if this person was friend or foe. As he approached, I noticed he was holding what seemed to be a gun!My heart raced, but there was nowhere to hide.Go back? My legs couldn't carry me fast enough now. I found myself facing a deadlock!I stood there, waiting for the person to approach."Faye?" he suddenly called
Third-person povIn a dim storage room, the light seemed to have forsaken the space, leaving only dust particles constantly dancing in the air."Cough, cough." A faint sound broke the silence.Another weak groan, "Ouch," sounded, indicating pain.A man staggered to his feet from the cluttered piles of miscellaneous items. "WTF, who attacked me...?"He looked around, surrounded by darkness. Trying to move his arms, he realized he was bound. The ropes that he could easily untie under normal circumstances seemed impossible to unravel now.Wandering with floating steps through the room, he bumped into various objects, unsure of their identity, nearly stumbling. Eventually, he found the door and located the light switch on the adjacent wall.As he adjusted to the brightness, he realized he was in a small storage room. Understanding his current situation, he must have been injected with some kind of paralyzing substance. His steps felt ghostly and weightless.However, he sensed his strength
Faye's POVLeander and I left the state of Galinia as quickly as possible.On the way home, I wanted to let my mom and Louis know we were safe. I figured they must have seen the news, but both Leander's and my phones were out of battery. We had nothing on us because we just wanted to leave the stadium quickly, forgetting to take our belongings from the locker room. Leander reassured me that we could buy new clothes and replace our ID card once we got home.As the car pulled up to the gate, we saw Layla anxiously looking out for us. After seeing us, she visibly breathed a sigh of relief. "Brother, sister, I knew you would be okay!" Layla rushed over, and I gave her a big hug. "We're safe. How are Mom and Louis?"When Mom was mentioned, Layla was about to cry. "Mom was so worried about you. She has some heart problems, and Louis is with her..."I immediately rushed into the house. "Mom! Leander and I are back! How are you?" I entered Mom and Louis's bedroom, where I saw Mom half-leaning
Faye's POVA delicate and clear female voice came from downstairs: "Who said this is juggling? ! This is witchcraft!"Then came the sound of "Stomp" on the stairs.I was shocked. I couldn't believe it was true.I ran out of the room and yelled, "OMG! Sibyl!""Faye! ! It's me!" The girl took three and two steps and ran at me happily.We hit each other hard, but the body did not feel pain, only joy."Sibyl, how long has it been since we last saw each other? ! Since you went into the mountains to study witches... God, I can't believe how long we've been apart!" I held Sibyl, unwilling to part with her."Yes!" Sibyl was also very emotional, "But, without my company, you are not lonely. Is it?"She gave me a flirty wink. “Faye, aren't you going to introduce me to these two dudes in your room? Their four eyes are burning holes in me!”"Oh! Almost forgot..." I was a little embarrassed and began to introduce the three of them."This is my best friend Sibyl. She's not a werewolf, she's a witch
Faye's POV"What's split souls?" I asked Sibyl. "Do I have one?"Sibyl thought for a moment and explained, "I don't know how to define it. It's like one soul split into two, or two souls in one body.."She pointed at me. "Werewolves like you all have a spirit, your wolf is your spirit form, but more special because it can be figurative. Also, I can see your wolf. "The word she used was "see."."This is amazing!" Because in theory, no one literally “see” the wolf of a werewolf, except the werewolves themselves. We are inherently one with our wolves.Sibyl's words piqued sleepy Erica's interest when she asked me, "Can Sibyl really see me?"It was Sibyl who answered her, "I can see you. Faye, what's your wolf's name?""Erica. Her name is Erica." I was shocked."I can see you, Erica. Your reddish-brown fur is so gorgeous!"Erica said in surprise, "Hell, Sibyl can actually see me!"Sibyl clapped happily. "Yes, I can."But wait!"Before you went to practice, you didn't have this... power..
Faye's POVThe day after we were sired by Sibyl, Erica fell head over heels in love with the little witch, who was clamoring for another"Massage" from Sibyl's spiritual kitten.I rebuffed her request, but only because I was afraid that she would accidentally hypnotize Erica and me again and run out to find those split souls.Yes, Split. When Sibyl described the concentration of those two powerful spirits on one person, I personally thought that person might be a schizophrenic.Who else would have two minds at the same time?I'm worried that Sibyl might get hurt by going to him.However, Sibyl accepted our holiday invitation without any further mention of finding the two spirits.Hedy also asked me how I planned my Halloween vacation. I can't say I went out with Liam and Leander. I'm not ready to let more people know that I have two mates. I could only mumble that I was going on holiday with my family."Oh! That's great! To be honest, I wish I had two handsome brothers to take a vacati
Faye's POVAs Liam helped me wobbly back to the villa, I suddenly realized Leander and Sibyl were still in the garden."Where are they?""Sibyl's gonna hang out at the hotel, and Leander's gonna take care of his football team. He'll be back in a minute.”Hearing that Sibyl was gone, my confused mind went to alert, “She can't be left alone...I forgot why. Do you know the reason?”Liam put his arm around my waist. "Don't worry. The hotel was equipped with a high-security level. Sibyl is safe.""Okay... you get someone to watch Sibyl, tell her not to leave the hotel." I almost"Ordered" Liam.Liam made a good-natured phone call. "Sibyl has been followed."I leaned on Liam. "That's a relief... Ah, I need a bath. I’m stinking!"A strand of hair is pulled back and Liam holds it to his nose. "Not at all, I'm madly aroused by your scent."God! What is Liam talking about? His words make me even more confused. But I wasn't knocked down by his sweet talk. I have to make sure I smell good for what
The Third Person's pov"Brother, Faye, where are you?"Leander asks as he walks in. It was quiet. A pair of high-heeled shoes were thrown down on the carpet at the door.He looked around and saw that the bathroom door was half opened. The heat was rushing through the crack."What are you doing?"When Leander opened the door, he saw such a hot image.Faye was covered in steaming water, naked. Liam was sitting on the edge of the tub and seemed to be helping Faye bathe.Nobody speaks.Leander asks, "what are you doing?"This time his voice was more hoarse than ever.To be honest, he was a little angry, because, before the trip, he and his brother agreed that the three of them were gonna have a perfect s.ex journey. But now it looks as if they are starting to make out early in his absence.He couldn't help but be a little unhappy.Liam said calmly, "Leander, I was just helping Faye to take a shower.""Help... ?"Leander softly repeated Liam's words, his tone full of doubt. "Does she need
During that time, Joanna was always off somewhere, traveling by herself. No one knew where she went. She would leave for long stretches, sometimes disappearing for years, and didn’t bother checking in with anyone. Naturally, her parents freaked out, not knowing if she was safe or if something bad had happened to her.As I sat there by the water, Sasha handed me a drink. It was this weird, green liquid that I wasn’t sure about at first, but after a sip, I realized it was lemon tea, with a hint of mint. Not bad at all, really refreshing."And then?" I asked, curious about what happened next with Joanna.Sasha sighed, shaking her head like she regretted it a little. “Well, her parents eventually went to Michael's dad for help. Since Michael was good at handling this kind of stuff, his dad put him in charge of finding Joanna.”I sipped my drink again, enjoying the way the mint cooled me down from the inside. "So, Michael went after her?"Sasha looked at me with a mix of guilt and understa
Joanna might be an amazing actress, but honestly? She's not fooling me. It's like she's playing a role, trying to be someone she's not—probably because she can't stand that Michael and I are together. I could feel her trying to mess with us, but I wasn’t about to let her win. If she wanted to act, well, I could act too.The sunlight felt warm on my skin as I stood there watching her. I smiled confidently, letting Joanna see me looking totally unbothered. She dove into the water with all the grace of a fish. I had to admit, she did have an incredible body—she was rocking a white bikini that had these thin straps crisscrossing over her chest and waist, making her look like some kind of living sculpture. Even the lower half of her bikini had those same crisscrossing straps under her belly button. Honestly, it was a look.Meanwhile, Sasha was already in the water, her swimsuit much louder and flashier than Joanna's. She was wearing this fluorescent green bikini with stripes and a skirt th
Joanna’s POV“So, I’m not the kind of girl who lets a man push her around. After all that happened, I left anyway. But no matter how long I stayed away, I’d always get messages from Michael. Some of them were about family stuff, other times he’d talk about finding his mate or being engaged or something. Honestly, it was pretty confusing for me during that time.”Despite saying she was troubled, a small smile crept onto Joanna's face as if remembering something amusing.“Eventually, I figured out that all of those excuses were just Michael’s way of trying to get me to come back. There was never a fiancée or mate. It was all just a big story. So, I was a little surprised when I heard this morning that you two were mates. But, hey, you’re mates arranged by the Moon Goddess, so everything should be fine, right?”Joanna finished her little story with a bright smile, clearly satisfied with herself. But me? I was furious. My fists were clenched so tightly, I could feel my nails digging into
It wasn't until Michael had completely disappeared from view that I became aware of the unsettling stare from behind. I could feel Joanna’s eyes boring into me, but I refused to acknowledge her directly. Instead, I turned and made my way toward my room, hoping to escape the tension she brought with her presence.But, of course, Joanna just happened to be standing in my path.She wore that same infuriating smile, the one that didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Your relationship with Michael seems... strong. You’re quite adorable when you're with him, Cecily."Her words dripped with something—sarcasm? Malice? It was hard to tell. I wasn’t sure what she was getting at, but I didn’t care to find out. I wasn’t in the mood to engage with her."I'm heading back to my room," I said, keeping my tone as neutral as possible."I know I upset you yesterday, and for that, I’m truly sorry," Joanna replied, taking a step closer as if that would make her words more sincere. "I didn’t mean to offend you. Le
Joanna's giggle echoed through the room, its beauty contrasting with the venomous intent behind it. Her voice was as sweet as a siren’s, but I could feel the malicious undertones. "Former friends, Sasha? That's not quite accurate. Michael and I were more than friends."I knew Joanna was up to no good. I had seen it in her eyes the moment I met her. Whatever her goal was—whether to make me jealous, provoke anger, or worse—I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of seeing me unravel.She turned her gaze toward Michael, who remained focused on his coffee cup, now almost empty. He hadn’t acknowledged her presence, which gave me some comfort, but Joanna wasn’t finished. "If you two are truly mates," she said, her voice dripping with false innocence, "may I ask, was it the Moon Goddess who arranged this, or did Michael choose you?"Her question cut deep, even though it was wrapped in a seemingly casual tone. I clenched my fists under the table, my wolf surging with rage. Joanna was impl
"Would you like to come downstairs for breakfast, or should I bring it up to you?" Michael asked, his voice soft and tender. As he spoke, he reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from my face. His touch sent a warm shiver down my spine, the closeness between us undeniable.I found myself smiling at Michael, wondering how I hadn’t fully appreciated this side of him before. I had always been so caught up in our arguments, his domineering ways, and the battles for control that I had somehow missed these moments where he could be... sweet. The realization washed over me—there was more to him than the arrogance and possessiveness I had been focusing on. If I allowed myself to let go of the tension between us, there was an undeniable pleasure in being with him.“I’d like to go downstairs to eat,” I replied with a soft smile, feeling more at ease than I had in a while.We walked down the stairs together, and I found myself momentarily at peace. But as we descended, my mind wande
The night had ended in a comfortable silence, with both of us content in each other's presence. By the time I had finished my tasks, Michael was still seated at his desk, absorbed in a pile of paperwork. His brow furrowed in concentration, and I didn’t have the heart to disturb him, nor did I want to leave his side. So, I watched him, feeling the steady calm he radiated.Before I knew it, I had dozed off in the warm cocoon of the study, lulled by the scent of Michael that filled the room. It wasn’t long before I felt someone gently lift me. I knew it was Michael, and feeling safe in his arms, I allowed myself to drift deeper into sleep.When I finally woke up, the morning light was already creeping in through the curtains. My body felt well-rested and refreshed. At some point during the night, I had been changed into my pajamas, and I couldn’t help but wonder if Michael had been the one to wash and dress me while I slept. A small smile tugged at my lips at the thought.I glanced to my
"Oh god, absolutely not," Michael exclaimed, his voice laced with frustration. "Yes, we had a relationship in the past, but we broke up a long time ago. Joanna came by a few times after that, but it wasn’t for me. She had business with Samuel and others. I was too busy to even notice when she came or left. But I swear, Cecily, nothing happened between us after we ended things."I turned to face him, my mind clouded with uncertainty. Should I believe him? Jealousy burned inside me, poisoning my thoughts. The mere idea of him being intimate with Joanna made my skin crawl."My little wolf," Michael's voice softened as he lifted my chin gently. His expression was tinged with regret. "If you want me to apologize for my past, I can. But remember, I’ve lived a long life, Cecily. I’m not a saint—I’ve had relationships, felt emotions, just like anyone else. But if you're blaming me for something more than that, it's unfair. I’ve never been in two relationships at the same time. When I met you,
"I can't just pretend nothing happened, especially after my wolf reacted the way it did." I shrugged, trying to stay calm. "I need to know, Michael. I'd rather hear it from you than find out through Sasha."Michael hesitated, his brown eyes locked on mine as if weighing his options. I held his gaze, determined to get the truth. If he wanted honesty between us, he needed to practice it too."Okay," he muttered, running his hand through his hair, clearly uncomfortable. "She's... a friend."A friend? Joanna's behavior toward Michael was far from friendly. It was passionate, intense—nothing like the casual interactions between Sasha and him. I took a deep breath and asked the question I had been avoiding but couldn't ignore any longer."An ex-girlfriend?"Michael's expression stiffened. He didn’t nod, but he didn’t shake his head either. Silence hung between us, thick and heavy. I knew the truth was coming, but it didn’t make the waiting any easier. If Michael wanted me to be honest with