Mia always dreamed of a perfect wedding and a stable life. However, upon returning from a job search trip, she finds her fiancé, Colin, cheating on her with her friend Fallon. As if that wasn't enough, she discovers that her house is mortgaged. Desperate, Mia goes to a bar to escape the pain and meets Ethan, an irresistible and mysterious man. A night of passion results in an unexpected pregnancy, but Ethan is more than he seems - he is a werewolf. Suddenly, Mia is thrust into a supernatural world full of dangers and secrets. Unknown forces are shaping her destiny, and she must uncover the truth about Ethan and her new reality. Is this all just a series of coincidences, or is there something greater at play?
View MoreEthan GreenwoodThe only certainty I had that night was that I would feel like a piece of shit if I failed to rescue the pup."I need you to stay here," I ordered Mia, who was completely silent.She just nodded. Her eyes were wide, distant, as if she had seen a ghost—or something worse.I watched her. Her utterly angelic features could drive any being insane. Her light hair, contrasted with her sweet eyes, would make any wolf forget his responsibilities.I couldn’t understand why. Never had a human attracted me this way, and now I had a child with one. There was something extremely familiar about this woman. I just didn’t know what.I followed the tracks on the earth, still wet from last night’s rain. The night was dragging on, and so far, the bastards hadn’t shown up.My men were ahead of me until we spotted a small cabin in the middle of nowhere. In the forest, it was easy to hide—if you had the skill. And these kidnappers did.I sniffed as much as I could. It was their scent—I knew
Mia Miller.I put on a coat, hid my hair under the hood, and slipped out unnoticed, following Ethan and his men through the night. I was determined to find my son, and nothing would stop me. If he really thought I would stay behind, he was wrong.He didn’t know me.I quietly took one of Ethan’s cars from the garage.Driving as carefully as possible, I kept a safe distance from Ethan’s car and the others. Their taillights were my only guide, and I prayed no one would look in the rearview mirror and see me following. At every turn they took, I mirrored their movements cautiously, trying not to raise suspicion.Fear clung to me like a shadow. What if Ethan discovered me? What would he do? I knew he was dangerous. But that fear wasn’t enough to stop me. My love for my son was stronger.After some time, they finally stopped in a deserted area, surrounded by dense, dark trees. I waited for a moment before pulling over at a safe distance and turning off the headlights. I scanned my surroundi
Ethan GreenwoodMy Lamborghini was parked in front of the mansion, lined up with the other million-dollar homes in the neighborhood. Though close together, each house felt isolated, as if the residents avoided any contact. I chose this neighborhood for its discretion and the low foot traffic. It was the kind of place where no one asked questions."Sir, everything is ready," one of the wolves informed me while adjusting the vehicle.We rarely used weapons—only when absolutely necessary. I preferred to feel my enemies' blood on my hands, or better yet, on my fangs.I hated the feeling of being cornered, of not having control over every detail. This plan couldn’t fail; there was no room for error. An innocent life was at stake.The life of the son I hadn’t even known existed until now.I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the exhaustion. Last night had been awful. Nightmares tormented me, and my control over my transformations was growing weaker.Nick entered the room with a deep sigh.
Mia MillerWhat would you do if your life was falling apart? If everything you loved, everything you fought for, was being ripped away from you?That was exactly how I felt. No solutions. No faith. Nothing. And to make things worse, I was in the hands of a man who seemed more like a predator than a protector.Since the incident in the "hidden" room, Ethan had disappeared from my sight. I barely saw him around the house, and the lack of news about Lorenzo only made my anguish grow. The silence, the waiting—everything felt like a slow and calculated torture.Now, I was sitting at the dining table, alone. The untouched food in front of me. The silence was suffocating, broken only by the sound of my own thoughts. Suddenly, I heard footsteps. My body tensed. That unmistakable, unsettling scent hit me before he even entered the room. Ethan."You're here," his voice was low but firm.I quickly stood up, my eyes inevitably locking onto his, and immediately, I felt that tension that had become
Ethan GreenwoodI went to the bar to sort out a few things: bills to pay, debts to collect, inventory to check, problems, and more problems.Even though I have plenty of resources to delegate tasks, I like to keep an eye on things myself.My beta approaches, his expression a bit serious as he stops in front of my desk."Alfa.""Hey, Nick." I said calmly while looking over some papers."We've got a lead on your pup." he said, narrowing his eyes slightly.I quickly pulled my attention away from the pile of paperwork and focused on him."What did you find?" I asked."A pack of wolves. They’re hunting and selling bounties. Some of our informants saw him with a kid that matches Lorenzo’s description.""And why would they pick him?""That's what we need to find out, sir."I ran my hand through my hair. "Damn strays," I growled.He was just a two-year-old boy, surrounded by wild wolves and criminals. The little kid I didn’t even know was my son, whom I never had the chance to see.The fury i
Mia MillerThe silence in Ethan's mansion was heavy, almost suffocating.With him gone, the house felt like a labyrinth of secrets, and my desire to uncover what was really happening only grew stronger. As I walked through the hallways, my curiosity drove me to explore every corner, every door, hoping to find something that would reveal more about the mysterious man who now controlled every little part of my life.I looked around carefully, and there was no one here.How could he live in such silence? Didn’t he have any parents? Relatives?Then, as I turned around, I bumped into something."Dammit," I muttered as my arm collided with a door.It was a door at the end of a dark hallway, different from the others. The metal handle was worn, as if it had been used frequently, contrasting with the rest of the immaculate mansion.Something about that door called to me. Without thinking, my hand instinctively went to the handle. I tried to turn the knob, and to my surprise, the door gave way
Mia Miller.I wake up with a start, my body drenched in sweat, my heart pounding as if I had just run a marathon. Looking around, I realize I’m safe, but the feeling of dread doesn’t leave me. It was just a nightmare, but the fear and anxiety remain alive inside me.I dreamed of my son. Or rather, it wasn’t really a dream. It was a reflection of my worst fears, a painful reminder of everything that was at stake."My love, you’re going to be okay," I whisper, trying to convince myself as much as him. Lorenzo. My Lorenzo. The memory of the day he was born fills my mind, so sweet, so fragile. His tiny body fit in my hands like an extension of my own being. In the maternity ward, only my father was there, beaming with the idea of being a grandfather. He never judged me, he was just an incredible grandfather to Lorenzo, something I can never thank him enough for.Sometimes, I find myself wondering how different my life would be if I had looked for Ethan earlier. Maybe Lorenzo would be safe
Ethan GreenwoodRage consumed me when I saw that jerk approach the human; he looked at her as if she were his.But she was my property.After Mia left the room at the police station, I asked the police chief about the guy."Who is that guy who was talking to Mia?""Collin," the chief said. "One of the officers who work in the administrative department.""I don't want him involved in anything about my son's kidnapping. And he shouldn't know about it, either. You're well-paid for this," I said seriously."Understood, sir."I left the room boiling with anger.It was easy to have the police in my hands. They worked a lot and earned little, which made greed grow excessively.We needed to hide our secrets. The legends about supernatural creatures in Colorado were still told by the older elders, but even so, the current generation didn't believe them, as there had never been any evidence. But little did they know, we existed, not in the same numbers as before, but we were still a family. A p
Mia MillerI slowly open my eyes, and as I look at the ceiling, I realize where I am—this isn't a nightmare. I was waking up in Ethan's house. Damn it.Immediately, my first thought of the day is about my son. How is my baby? It's impossible not to let the tears fall every time I think of Lorenzo. I just wanted to hold my baby and never let him go. Never again.I hear a knock on the door and look at the clock on my phone; it's eight in the morning. Who could be bothering me at this hour?I quickly get up and look at myself; I slept in the same clothes I was wearing, a super tight pair of jeans.I opened the door slowly, still rubbing my eyes, and there he was.His suit was perfectly aligned, his beard neatly trimmed, and his hair was styled—what did this man want?"Good morning," he said in a serious tone.I rolled my eyes. He was the last person I wanted to see. In fact, I hated him."Get ready. We're going to the police station."I widened my eyes. "Police st
Mia Miller I step off the bus with the small suitcase in my hands. I didn't tell anyone I was coming because I wanted to surprise my fiancé.It's been two months since I've seen the sky of this city. I missed the fresh air of Colorado so much.I clutch Collin's apartment keys and smile. He didn't know I was coming, and he was at work at this hour. I decided to wait for him here. I spent two weeks away, trying to find a job in the city. I had some interviews there, but I wasn't hired.I was turned down last time because I didn't have experience in the Italian language, and the job required it. Which made no sense to me.At the peak of my twenty-two years, I felt like a loser.I turn the key in the lock and open the door. Stepping into the living room, I find everything messy, typical of him.For the past nine months, we've been preparing for our wedding. 0, Even though I'm still unemployed, my almost-husband said it wasn't a problem for him.I love...
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