I barely had time to pack, and here we are, breezing through the VIP lane at the airport, skipping the usual lines.I've often thought about the perks of being rich, and they really are something else.We reached Rafe's private jet, which looked different this time. It was smaller, sleeker, seemingly designed for fewer people.I asked curiously, "Is this a new jet?" The question felt strange as soon as I said it. It was as if I imagined Rafe buying jets as easily as someone might buy a bicycle for occasional rides.Rafe replied, "It's not new, but it's faster.""Faster?"He nodded. "Yeah, it's built to military speed."Hearing "military grade," my mind immediately pictured something like the president's state plane.Amni, Rafe and I boarded the jet. There was little time for small talk as the plane quickly climbed into the sky.Rafe, always on the move, looked in my direction as if he had something on his mind.Concerned, I asked, "What is it, Rafe?"He shared, "I've been in touch wit
Feeling less exhausted than usual, we reached Ani's place, and I was glad that my butt didn't hurt this time.At Ani's, we noticed a group of neighbors gathered together, signaling that something was up.The door, hanging off its hinges, screamed trouble. Clearly, these kidnappers were ruthless."Granma!" cried Ani, her voice echoing in the empty house. There was no answer. Grandmother was gone, just as we had feared.Ani burst into tears, her small frame shaking as she ran away in distress. Understanding her pain only too well, I ran after her.Ani's grandmother, her only family, was gone.When I caught up with her, I hugged her tightly and gave her as much comfort as I could."I promise, Ani, we'll find your grandmother," I assured her, trying to sound confident.Meanwhile, Rafe was busy chatting with a local, and soon Faghri joined in. They were both looking for clues as to where Ani's grandmother might be."Luna, come here!" Rafe called. I hurried over, dragging a still sniffling
It was late, almost midnight, but the village was still alive and buzzing with activity. I had just finished putting Ani to bed and left the cozy little room where she slept.I walked over to Rafe, who was busy with something. "Rafe, any updates?" I asked, eager to know if there was any news about Ani's grandmother.Rafe shook his head, looking a little tired. "Nothing yet," he replied. Beside him, Faghri nodded in agreement.I was thinking about the resources we have at our disposal. There must be at least ten helicopters in the area, not to mention the military planes. And yet we hadn't found a single clue.I turned back to Rafe and touched his arm to get his attention. "Rafe..." I began, an idea forming in my head."What if we ask the werewolf for help?" I suggested.The image of the black wolf flashed through my mind - the same one that had taken Ani before. I wondered if this wolf could help us. After all, Ani's grandmother had gotten lost in a forest that was part of his territo
Indeed, my intuition was right. We had discovered something special in this unique corner of Asia. Near midnight, Rafe, Faghris and I stumbled upon a small fried rice stall, its yellow lights a beacon in the otherwise deserted streets.We sat on old wooden chairs that creaked under our weight. A man greeted us with a broad, welcoming smile. The delicious smell of fried rice filled the air and made our mouths water. We eagerly ordered three portions. As we ate, we shared light-hearted stories, laughed, and enjoyed the simple moment.After our meal, we headed back to Ani's house. But then a strange thing happened. The street, usually so welcoming, felt different that night. I had the eerie feeling that invisible eyes were watching us."Rafe, do you feel that?" I whispered, my voice strained, the feeling of being followed creeping over me."What is it, Luna?" Rafe and Faghris quickly became alert and scanned the area. But they saw nothing unusual."I feel something strange," I said, my v
In the early hours, before the first light of dawn, Rafe, Faghri, and I prepared for our venture into the mysterious forest. The sky remained shrouded in predawn gray, and a cool breeze swirled around us."Hey Rafe, have you ever thought about becoming a wolf?" Faghri joked, his voice bouncing off the trees, making it seem as if the forest itself joined in the joke. Rafe, his eyes a deep well of untold stories, shot back a look of mild irritation masked by a veneer of calm."Not possible," Rafe grunted, his voice harsh, almost lost in the rustling morning air.I had entrusted Faghri with Rafe's werewolf identity, along with the legends and mysteries that came with it. We moved forward, following the serpentine trail, surrounded by the incessant murmur of the wilderness.I glanced back periodically to make sure Rafe's crew was stationed around the house, guarding Ani, the young girl still in a vulnerable slumber. Their vigilance brought me a semblance of comfort, but a storm of worry r
I stood nervously in front of the big suspension bridge over a deep, dark abyss. It was still dark in the valley, as if the night wouldn't leave, even though dawn was coming. The sun wasn't up yet, which made everything seem mysterious. I looked down into the dark hole under the bridge."Rafe...can you carry me?" I half-joked, but I was really nervous. I could feel our legs shaking, scared but ready to cross the bridge.But it wasn't Rafe who answered. "Luna, I'll carry you," Faghri said, his voice calm and friendly, which felt strange because things were tense between us.At that moment, a silent battle began between Rafe and Faghri. "No, I will," Rafe said coldly, glaring at Faghri. Their eyes met fiercely, as if challenging each other."Okay, no need... I'll go alone," I said, hoping to stop their fight before it started. I didn't want to cause trouble between them, so I walked ahead, leaving them behind.The bridge moved a lot under my feet. Each sway made me feel more afraid, as
In the thick forest, I heard insects and the wind. It made me anxious. I was scared and confused. I had been kidnapped and was now lost, far from my old life.One kidnapper said, "Hey, put the girl down." His voice was rough but clear. They took off my gag. I could hear them laugh, which hurt."They said, "It's sad that a beautiful woman like you will die here." They looked at me strangely. I felt proud to be called beautiful, but also angry. They talked about my life ending soon."Are you really going to kill me?" I asked, trying not to sound scared. I thought being diplomatic might save me. I remembered some wise advice.I tried to talk them out of it, looking for some kindness in them. But they only said, "It depends on our boss." This made me more unsure.When they mentioned "Boss," I got confused. Then, a name popped up in my head, bringing back a bad memory. "Aline..." I whispered, like I was calling a ghost. Then, as if by fate, Aline came out from the trees, smiling in a way I
Lost in the heart of a forest where every sound seemed to be absorbed, I found myself alone. The two kidnappers who had brought me to this place were now gone, leaving me as the sole participant in a harsh test of wilderness survival, reminiscent of a twisted reality show."Shit," I whispered to myself, my voice sounding strange, almost smothered by the rustling leaves around me.The image of Aline flashed in my mind, her taunting smile that once ignited in me a rage so fierce I thought of strangling her. But the presence of her two large bodyguards always rendered me powerless."What should I do now?" I asked myself quietly, attempting to stay calm.I wasn't sure how much time I could survive in this place. My eyes settled on a towering, thick tree, symbolizing the immense barrier between me and the rest of the world."Even a helicopter wouldn't be able to spot me here," I murmured, acknowledging the grim reality of my situation with a sense of resignation.Trapped in the midst of a
"You know, Miss Luna has made significant contributions to the rural communities of Borneo by establishing numerous educational institutions," is a statement that captures the essence of local discussions. Luna's charitable efforts, known throughout the region, have had a significant impact on this large Asian island.In her own words during an interview, Luna expressed her desire to give back to the community that has supported her, saying, "My life has been greatly enriched by the people here, and I feel compelled to return their kindness. Luna's motivations go beyond this singular sentiment, however.Known for orchestrating various charitable activities, Luna has a reputation for building not only schools but also hospitals and actively participating in various humanitarian endeavors.A recent event illustrates her prominence: a throng of journalists gathered around her, each eager to ask their pressing questions. In the midst of the crowd, one reporter took the opportunity to ask
The long awaited day has finally arrived. Today is the wedding of the son of the richest man, a prominent business tycoon. The atmosphere is one of joy and celebration, enhanced by a clear, sunny sky that seems to bless the couple's union.As they stand before their loved ones, Rafe looks lovingly into Luna's eyes and vows, "I accept your love and promise to love you for the rest of my life. Their love, pure and strong, resonates with everyone in the room.The crowd erupts in cheers as they witness this sacred bond being formed. But amidst the jubilant atmosphere, a lone figure stands in a corner of the party room, tears streaming down his face.Recognizing him, Luna calls out, "Faghri," but quickly corrects herself with a respectful tone, "Ah, I mean Mr. President. Her smile is bright and inviting.Faghri, overwhelmed with emotion, returns Luna's smile sincerely, his tears a testament to the depth of his feelings on this momentous occasion.It was obvious that Faghri still harbored s
We visited my grandmother's grave and found the place unkempt. As Rafe had mentioned, her grave had remained intact, contradicting my belief that it had been torn down due to the surrounding new construction."Luna, come on," Rafe urged, leading me to the cemetery.I grabbed some tools and started clearing the overgrown grass."Why hasn't this cemetery been torn down?" I asked, aware of the ruthless business tactics often employed these days, where even homes are not spared for the sake of profit."The company that owns the adjacent property is having financial difficulties," Rafe informed me.Then he added, "I plan to buy all that land," leaving me stunned."Thank you," I said, realizing that expressing gratitude had become a habit for me. I truly appreciated all that he had done.After tending to the grave, Rafe and I decided to dine at a nearby restaurant. Its simple charm was refreshing, a reminder of how much I missed such unpretentious places.Having spent the past month indulgi
I never thought it would end. The last few months have been really exhausting for me and I'm glad they're finally over."Luna, what are you going to wear?" Rafe asked as he approached me with a group of people behind him. They seemed to be famous fashion designers."What do you think would look good on me?" I replied, bringing out Rafe's playful side."Anything looks good on you, Luna," he flirted, earning nothing more than a playful flick of my tongue in return. Rafe laughed heartily, his demeanor so different from before.He seemed much more alive and approachable now, almost like a new person."Did you hear about Faghri? He's going to run for president," Rafe announced, taking me completely by surprise. Faghri, once notorious for his ruthless ways, had transformed himself into a respectable figure, and now he was eyeing the presidency."Rafe, you're serious, aren't you?" I asked, looking for confirmation in his expression. He nodded solemnly, confirming the surprising news."I'm se
That morning, the shocking news reverberated across all media platforms, sending waves of disbelief around the world. Television programs, newspapers, and online outlets all carried the same headline: "Assassination at the President's Office: President Etas fatally shot by trusted aide". The uniformity of the reports, which all followed the same chronology, was striking, with not a single source challenging the narrative of President Etas' untimely demise.In stark contrast to this grim news, a more personal story was unfolding in an old but grand home. Here, Rafe and Aline were seen in a tender embrace, their affection evident in front of Rafe's parents. The atmosphere was one of familial warmth and impending change."Rafe, have you decided who you are going to marry?" inquired Rafe's father, a hint of expectation in his voice. Rafe's answer was a nod, followed by a frank admission, "Legally, I am married to Luna. But in matters of the heart, not yet." His words revealed a complicate
The presidential palace was eerily quiet that day, a stark contrast to the tightly secured perimeter outside. Inside, however, the atmosphere in the President's private chamber was anything but calm.Aline's father, the President, was visibly seething with rage. His face was contorted with rage, the veins on his neck were pronounced, and his body tensed as if ready to spring into action. The anger inside him had reached a boiling point."Bastards! I'll kill them all," he roared, the words thick with raw emotion.The tragic death of his daughter Aline had devastated him. Ironically, he had denied her Secret Service protection out of respect for her wishes to engage in something illegal, a decision he now bitterly regretted."I swear, everyone involved will pay," he bellowed, his tone dripping with vehemence.In a fit of desperation, he threw a paper across his desk, his demeanor mirroring that of someone lost in a terrifying episode of unbridled madness.At that moment, there was a ten
On the other side of the picturesque park where love once blossomed, next to a quiet street, Faghri sat alone, lost in thought."It seems I took too long to realize it," he murmured to himself, reflecting on his past mistakes.It was a moment of deep regret for Poria. He lamented that he had not met Luna earlier and thought about a different fate."If I had met Luna earlier, would I have been the one she loved?" Faghri wondered aloud.He sat brooding in solitude, struggling with a fate that seemed inexplicable and unfair."Never mind," he finally sighed, trying to accept what he couldn't change.As tears trickled down his cheeks, Faghri quickly wiped them away, trying to regain his composure.Looking back, he noticed that Luna and Rafe had returned. They seemed to have reconciled and returned to normal. Faghri watched them, a mixture of relief and sadness in his heart."How was it? Was the curse finally lifted?" asked Faghri, trying to maintain a calm and undisturbed demeanor regardin
Luna chased Rafe to the edge of the highway, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Rafe stood dangerously close to the edge, his eyes a lifeless gray that reflected his apparent resignation to ending his life."Rafe!" Luna's voice broke through the tense air, a mixture of fear and relief coloring her tone.Rafe turned, his expression one of disbelief. "Why are you here?" he asked, his words laced with disbelief.Without a word, Luna delivered a powerful punch to Rafe's cheek, leaving him momentarily stunned. Her voice, trembling with a cocktail of emotions, scolded him, "What's the point of us surviving all this time if you're just going to throw your life away?"As Rafe looked at her, his eyes changed, darkening with a resurgence of hatred. "Luna...go away. I don't want to kill you," he said softly, his voice strained with the effort of suppressing his darker impulses.It was all because of the Alpha Oath that Rafe harbored a deep-seated desire for revenge agai
I opened the letter Faghri had just given me. It was a letter written directly from Rafe, who was nowhere to be found.**To Luna,I know I've caused you a lot of trouble. I selfishly planned to save us both from this terrible fate, but now I realize that may not be possible. It seems that one of us must make a sacrifice, and I have chosen to be the one to do so.Luna, perhaps we will meet again in our next reincarnation, hopefully free of this curse. Before I met you, I lived a lonely life, but your presence brought color to my world.For you, Luna, I cannot break the Alpha Oath. After Aline's death, my desire for revenge has grown. I am torn between wanting to hurt you and loving you.You no longer need to look for me. If my father asks, please give him this letter. I do not want to bring suffering to anyone, so I have decided to end my life.I believe the waves will take me to the next life.Thank you, Luna.**The message ended with my heart racing wildly. This message was a clear