Human in a Wolf's World

I would never have believed that I would ever be standing here, between two worlds with a sense of belonging to neither. The tightrope that I balance between human life and this new, dangerous, werewolf reality grows thinner with each passing day. And Callum? He will continue to grow as elusive as the moon, which dictates his transformation. Sometimes I catch myself wondering if I ever truly knew him at all.

I stroll toward the elevator, the gleaming marble of Wolfe Industries' lobby echoing beneath my heels. I've learned to pull off unshakeable—head high, shoulders back, the very picture of rising star in London's financial district. Inside? I'm a maelstrom of doubt and fear, each step feeling like a performance in a play I never auditioned for.

The elevator doors slide open, and she's standing inside.

Emilia Hawthorne.

My breath catches at her effortless grace. All sharp features and cool confidence, she commands the small space as if it were a boardroom. Still, there is something a