I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My wolf was no longer the imposing creature I had grown accustomed to. Instead, it was now small and frail, no larger than a common house dog. My heart pounded with confusion and fear, as I struggled to comprehend what was happening to me. I tried to focus on t
*EVELYN* I had a feeling that something was off with Lance, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. He seemed distant, distracted, almost like he was carrying a weight on his shoulders that he couldn't shake off. And it was starting to worry me. At first, I thought it was just work stress or th
I watched as Lance tried to put on a brave face, as he assured me that everything was fine. But I could see right through his facade. There was a darkness in his eyes, a heaviness in his voice that betrayed his true emotions. I knew him well enough to know that he was far from fine. It saddened me
I watched Lance intently, hoping beyond measure that my presence, my unwavering support, was making a difference. I yearned for the moment when the weight of his troubles would begin to lift, when the light would find its way back into his eyes. I wanted nothing more than to see him heal, to witness
Lance's lips traced a path along my neck, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. The soft warmth of his breath against my skin sent shivers down my spine, awakening every nerve ending with a delicious anticipation. I melted beneath his touch, surrendering myself to the passion that pu
*EMILY* stepped into the bustling restaurant, the aroma of freshly cooked meals wafting through the air, mingling with the sounds of clattering plates and cheerful chatter. It was my new workplace, a place where I had found solace and a sense of purpose. The initial excitement of starting a new j
Despite the growing sense of peace and contentment that enveloped me, there were moments when worry still clawed at the edges of my consciousness. It was as if an old companion, reluctant to bid farewell, lingered in the shadows, reminding me of the fragility of life and the uncertainties that lay a
Mrs. Harper, the bully Alphas, and the dark memories they represented had become distant echoes in the tapestry of my life. I had moved on, far away from the shadows that once haunted me, and I reveled in the freedom and safety that distance provided. It was as if a weight had been lifted from my sh