EMILY'S POV. I was sitting in my room in my small apartment when I heard a knock at the door. I glanced at the clock on my wall and saw that it was just past 4 pm. I wondered who could be knocking at my door at this time of the day. I got up and walked to the door, feeling curious. When I opened t
EMILY'S POV. After spending several hours searching for job listings and putting together a resume, I finally mustered up the courage to start sending out emails to restaurants in the area. It was a daunting task, but I knew that if I wanted to find a job, I needed to be proactive. I crafted perso
*ALPHA LANCE* As I sat down to breakfast with my brothers, I couldn't help but feel frustrated. It had been months since we left our pack, and yet my brothers were still not taking finding their mates seriously. They seemed content with living a carefree lifestyle, going out every night and ignori
I could hardly contain my excitement when I heard a soft knock on my door that night. I had been waiting for Evelyn to come to my room all day, and my body was tingling with anticipation. As soon as I opened the door and saw her standing there, I couldn't resist the urge to pull her into my arms and
*EMILY* I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window. The sun was shining brightly, and I felt refreshed after a good night's sleep. As I lay in bed, I began to think about my former workplace and the people I used to work with. It had been a few months since I had left, and I wonder
*EMILY* As I strolled down the street, carrying my shopping bags, my mind started to wander. My thoughts shifted to Lance, and I couldn't help but wonder if he was still searching for me. I recalled the last time we had nearly crossed paths, and the memory made me shiver. I remembered how my hear
EMILY. As I walked back to the house, my thoughts were in turmoil. What had happened to my wolf? Why was she smaller? I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease, and it was only getting worse. When I got back to the house, I found myself pacing around the living room, unable to sit still. My mind
I got up feeling a bit restless, my mind preoccupied with the thought of going to the hospital. Despite trying to convince myself that the small pains were nothing serious, my anxiety was getting the better of me. I got up from bed and went through my morning routine, trying to distract myself from