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VERENA“Even if fate throws us a cruel hand,” he continues, his voice dropping to a husky whisper, “even if you choose someone else, I’ll wait. Wait for you until the very end.” The possessiveness in his tone sends a shiver down my spine.I wish I could say he is lying. But he isn’t. Every single word coming out of his lips is genuine. They make my heart race wildly. The walls I have built to protect myself, he has broken them all.His gaze slides to my lips and I swallow as he leans in, tipping my chin up with his fingers. I don’t do anything, except close my eyes, feeling his lips brush against mine. Every single cell in my body hums with excitement.“Oh yes, yes. The—” The sound of Maria’s voice approaching slices through our moment. A strangled gasp escapes Maria’s lips as she rounds the corner into the kitchen, her cheerful chatter abruptly cutting off. Her eyes land on us, taking in the scene.The air crackles with sudden tension and awkwardness. We both freeze. Before I can thi
VERENAElijah smiles and ruffles his hair. “I have to go back to my pack.”He pouts, his brows furrowing. “No! Stay. We’ll play all night and you can tell me bedtime stories,” he whines.I sigh. “Sweetie, he has work to do. He’ll come to meet you again soon.” Elijah looks at me, surprise flickering in his eyes. In a way, I told him that he can come here as many times as he wants. I want to tell Ezra right now about Elijah, but he has just recovered from a deadly curse. The information might overwhelm him and I don’t want that. I think Elijah understands that too. He smiles. “Yeah, I’ll come back to meet you. We’ll play together and I’ll tell you a good bedtime story.”“Promise?” Ezra asks.Elijah nods. “Promise.”“Okay. See you later!” Ezra releases his leg and runs up the stairs to play with the twins.Dad strides into the living room, his face etched with seriousness. He stops in front of Elijah, his gaze cool and assessing. A beat of silence stretches between them, thick with un
VERENAI look back at him. “The guard was caught and interrogated. He said the person he sold it to did not show their face. The person just handed him the money and was wearing a hoodie to cover their face. The guard suspects that it was a man, but he does not have any concrete reason to support his claim.”Elijah tilts his head, his eyes swirling with doubt before he speaks. “So, it isn’t Nixie then?”“I can’t confirm since there’s no description of the person. Another mystery for us to solve,” I say and release an exasperated sigh. “It's hard to tell if Nixie is the one behind it or if she has nothing to do with any of this at all. Maybe we are going after the wrong person.”“You believe it's someone else who wants to ruin us,” Elijah mutters, his voice deep and grave.“Heh. I don’t know what to believe at this point, to be honest.” I kick a stone before my boot and watch it hit the ground a few steps away. “It's all blurry, and it scares me. Not for me but for Ezra and for everyone
VERENAThe guttural growl that erupted from my throat. It sounds so primal, so foreign that it sends a jolt of shock through me. My body stiffens, as if recoiling from the noise that escaped me. I didn’t mean to growl, it simply happened. A reaction I do not understand. Elijah’s reaction, however, is far from what I expected. A slow smile spreads across his face, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. “Looks like you’re getting more in touch with your wolf's instincts,” he says, his voice calm yet laced with pride. My stomach churns, a knot of unease tightening my gut. “I-is this bad?” I ask, a flicker of curiosity battling with my fear. The growl, the raw power it held–it felt both terrifying and exhilarating. Sure, Serena has made me feel a few things that are new to me. I had run through the woods more than I did in my entire life and hunted small animals. Even broke furniture in the house when I shifted. But this? This feels…different. More primal, more connected to what’s
VERENA“Alright.” I whisper and feel the warmth of his touch slowly go away. My body immediately reacts, growls leaving my mouth, and I open my eyes to see him stand a few steps away. The urge to run towards him and cling to him is strong, but I keep my feet pressed to the ground. “See you soon, Rena,” Elijah says, his voice a low murmur that barely reaches my ears over the rising wind. His eyes hold mine for a beat longer. A part of me wants to cling to him, to plead with him to stay. But he has the responsibility to run his pack on his shoulders and so do I. But then a cool sensation washes over me. The first fat raindrops splutter on my face. Seconds later, the heavens open up, unleashing a torrent of rain. The air whips around us, thrashing the trees into a frenzy. My gaze darts to Elijah, his face unreadable as his hair is plastered to his forehead. His clothes are soaked in the rain. My chest clenches with concern. “You can’t head back to your pack,” I say, my voice surprisi
VERENA“It definitely will. Desperate times call for desperate measures, right?” I say, smirking. “Can’t get you clothes your size in this weather.” I add and step closer to the window, gazing out at the storm. Rain lashes against the glass, and a flash of lightning momentarily illuminates the dark landscape beyond. “Looks like you are stuck for a while.” “A loose shirt and pants would be good.” Elijah replies and I nod. We both walk up the stairs and I hear Ezra’s laughter accompanied by the voices of the twins as they play inside his room. It makes me feel relieved. I head to my room and keep the towel on the chest cabinet before taking off my clothes. It’s the second time I am washing myself in the shower today. While the warm water falls on me from the shower head, I rub the water over my skin and think about how I behaved with Elijah. I bite my lip as I think about how hot he looked when he wiped his hair with the towel. My core clenches, desire surging through me, making my
VERENA“I’d leave the rest to you.” She says before going silent. I sit under the shower, for Goddess knows how long until my legs start feeling stiff. I bring my fingers between my pussy lips and tilt my head back as I pleasure myself. My mind flashes with the image of Elijah doing it to me, and I soon get my release. I take deep breaths as my heart thumps in my chest, my core throbbing after the release. I don’t feel aroused like before. Maybe it worked.With a groan, I push myself to my feet, my legs protesting after being curled on the bathroom floor for so long. Stretching out the stiffness, I open the washroom door and pad back into the warmth of my room. I need a mug of steaming coffee and the romance book I was reading. It’ll be perfect in this weather. As I rummage through my drawers to look for something to wear, I remember what I told Elijah. His guest room isn’t far from mine, and even through the closed door, I can faintly detect the lingering scent of his cologne. It
VERENA“Yeah, it was comfortable. Thanks for the clothes.” He replies, his voice sending a delicious shiver down my spine. The very next moment, a deafening crack of thunder splits the sky and bathes the room momentarily in an electric white light. I flinch, a straddling gasp escaping my lips and before I can register, a warm hand settles on my shoulder. His scent wafts into my nose, and I can feel his bare body inches away from mine. “You alright?” He asks, and my ovaries explode from how sexy and intimate his voice sounds. “Yeah.” My voice sounds breathless. “I–I think I should leave.” I say and spin around, but in the wrong direction. My chest collides with his, my erect nipples pressing against his wet body. His eyes flicker with shock, then darken with desire as he looks down at me. “I’m sorry.” I mumble, the sound barely a whisper. My heart hammers against my ribs. Then my gaze drifts to his chest and I notice the long, livid scar. It runs down his chest. I hadn’t noticed it b