Enzo and Adeline stood in the shadows outside the Crimson Pack’s tall walls. Enzo paced restlessly, his brows furrowed in deep thought as he tried to figure out how they would sneak into the pack unnoticed. His eyes darted over to the large gate; so far, it was the only possible way they could get in. They couldn't climb over the wall either; it was insanely thick. Meanwhile, Adeline leaned lazily against a nearby tree, absently twirling a strand of her hair between her fingers. After what felt like forever, she let out an exaggerated groan. “Are we seriously just going to stand here all day?” she asked, her voice full of impatience. “It’s been almost an hour.”Enzo froze midstep, his entire body tensing up. His head snapped toward her, and for a moment, there was a twitch in his eye as he forced a smile, one that barely hid his irritation. He stalked over to where she stood.As he leaned down, their faces were mere inches apart, and Adeline instinctively leaned back, her cheeks flus
Adeline squinted at the floor, her brows knitting together as she tried to remember something. After a few moments, her face lit up with realization, and she snapped her fingers. “Ah! I think I know why,” she said, nodding her head. “From what I remember, my father told me this tunnel goes underground and leads back up to both entrances or exits. So, my guess is, we’re beneath the pack now.”Enzo frowned, still not entirely convinced. He walked over to the wall, tapping it lightly with his knuckles and listening closely to the sound. It felt solid and thick, but not impossibly so. He turned back to her, his expression skeptical. “Underground? Really? I didn’t feel us going downhill or anything. It felt like a flat road the whole time.”Adeline shrugged, unsure herself. She had also tried to understand how it works before, but it only ended up confusing her more. “I know it’s weird, but that’s what my father told me. And it’s the only explanation that makes sense. The walls are thick,
When they finally retraced their steps to the previous path, they took the right tunnel this time, hoping for better luck. The walk was short, but once again, they found themselves at a dead end. However, this wall was different—it looked almost identical to the outer walls of the pack’s territory.Enzo facepalmed, utterly fed up. They had been wandering through these tunnels for nearly an hour, and the barely functioning lights were starting to wear on his nerves. His patience was hanging by a thread. He turned to Adeline, about to make a rude remark, but before he could say anything, she walked right past him.Adeline approached the wall, tracing her fingers over the rough surface as if searching for something specific. She paused, nodded to herself, and glanced briefly at Enzo. “This is it.”She found a slightly protruding brick and, just like she had done outside, pulled it out and twisted it. With a soft grinding noise, a door-shaped section of the wall slid open, revealing the p
Adeline leaned back and shoved him away with all the force she could muster. Enzo stumbled back a step, caught off guard, but quickly regained his balance. He cleared his throat, adjusting his posture, before turning his attention back to the door. “Get your mind out of the gutter,” he muttered, his tone back to its usual gruffness. “I only pulled you close to keep your busy ass from moving and getting us caught. If you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, you’re kidding yourself. You’re not my type.”Adeline stared at him, her mouth opening slightly in shock at his words before she scoffed and looked away, crossing her arms. “What the hell are you talking about? Something like that never crossed my mind. And besides, who would ever want to date an asshole like you?”Enzo chuckled, amused by her response. He pushed the door open slightly, checking the area again. When he saw it was clear, he turned to her with a smirk. “You mean the same asshole that’s currently helping you? Tha
Adeline's gaze darted over to the side of her bed, and on top of a small table was a teddy bear. She walked over to and picked up the teddy bear, hugging it tightly and burying her face in its soft fur. After a few more seconds of clutching the teddy bear, she suddenly turned towards Enzo. “I’m going to get my revenge on the Blue Moon Pack. I’m going to take back this place. It belongs to me.”For a moment, Enzo just stared at her with an unreadable expression. Then, to her surprise, he threw back his head and laughed—a deep, mocking laugh that echoed off the walls of the small room. He shook his head as if he had just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. “You?” he scoffed, wagging a finger at her like she was a child who had just said something foolish. “Just when I think you couldn’t be more stupid, Adeline, you go and say something like that.”He stepped closer to her, towering over her as he placed a hand on her shoulder, a mocking grin plastered on his face. “You’re no
Adeline's gaze darted over to the side of her bed, and on top of a small table was a teddy bear. She walked over to and picked up the teddy bear, hugging it tightly and burying her face in its soft fur. After a few more seconds of clutching the teddy bear, she suddenly turned towards Enzo. “I’m going to get my revenge on the Blue Moon Pack. I’m going to take back this place. It belongs to me.”For a moment, Enzo just stared at her with an unreadable expression. Then, to her surprise, he threw back his head and laughed—a deep, mocking laugh that echoed off the walls of the small room. He shook his head, as if he had just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. “You?” he scoffed, wagging a finger at her like she was a child who had just said something foolish. “Just when I think you couldn’t be more stupid, Adeline, you go and say something like that.”He stepped closer to her, towering over her as he placed a hand on her shoulder, a mocking grin plastered on his face. “You’re n
Adeline Smith, a five-foot-seven, 22-year-old omega and the only daughter of Baron Smith, the leader of the Crimson Pack, stood behind her easel in the pack's massive garden. The evening sun made the garden sparkle, and a gentle breeze danced through the air, rustling the leaves of the oak trees and making Adeline's long, blonde hair flow around her shoulders. She held a palette and paintbrushes with her fingers dappled with different colors.In front of Adeline was one of her maids, Valerie, posing for her. Her eyes were focused on a distant point, trying to maintain her position despite how awkward it felt standing still for so long. Adeline narrowed her eyes, studying her carefully, as if trying to capture not just Valarie's features but her spirit as well. "Move a little bit to the left, Valerie," Adeline instructed, tilting her head slightly while waving her hand to indicate the adjustment. “Something doesn't feel right.” Valarie complied, shifting her weight, and asked, "Is th
Valarie pushed open the door to Baron Smith's office, and they found him pacing back and forth with tense shoulders and a worried expression. The usually composed leader of the Crimson Pack seemed deeply in fear. The room barely had any light, and the curtains were drawn to block out everything that was happening outside. As soon as Baron saw Adeline, he rushed over to her, pulling her into a tight hug. "Where have you been?" he asked, letting out soft breaths of relief. "I looked all over the building for you but couldn't find you." Adeline pulled back slightly, clutching her forehead when a splitting headache suddenly hit her. She walked over to one of the leather chairs in the office and sank into it, looking up at her father with wide, confused eyes. "I was painting earlier. Then I heard gunshots. What is happening, Dad?" She let out a groan, rubbing her forehead to ease the pain. Baron sighed heavily as he walked over to her, gently pulling her up from the chair. "The pack is