LANDON:All that was a dream? Very unbelievable. Why would I be having such a dream out of everything there was to dream about? Could that mean that the Moon Goddess was revealing something to me? Something which I had missed?Having Venita stand there and say that I texted her made me think two things; was she lying? Who could have accessed my phone to have had the capacity to create such a division?Venita was fuming throughout her time in my presence. Her eyes glowing, her fangs slightly protruding. The full moon was close, probably pushing her to her limit. I had to make sure that we were in Nashville before the full Moon. From what Dr. Grant gathered and the recent development, the moon has shifted, threatening to be at its fullest by Friday. That was good news because we would have finished with everything by then. I found her fierceness sexy added to her skimpy strapless gray satin gown that hung tightly to her waist, barely covering anything. I promise you that her ass would b
VENITA:As anger fueled my steps, the distance to my destination seemed to shrink. I stormed ahead, consumed by disappointment in myself for allowing Landon's actions to diminish my sense of importance. The pitfalls of relationships often stem from falling in love with potential rather than the reality of the person. The Landon I had envisioned in my mind was a projection of potential, not the true reality. Lost in my thoughts, I failed to pay attention to my surroundings and collided with a stunning redhead, whose athletic prowess became evident as she effortlessly prevented herself from falling. In a remarkable display of balance, she placed her hand around my hips, steadying both of us. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," I said, regaining my composure. Fortunately, my black strappy heels, adorned with a delicate butterfly design, held up, and I maintained an appearance of poise. "It's okay, beautiful," she responded, offering a genuine smile as if we were long-time friends. "Only one thing
VENITA:We were on our fourth shot. Believe me, whatever was in this tiny ass glass was so powerful that the room spun. I was fighting hard to stay in control and not pass out. I was still very much conscious of what was happening, in total acknowledgement of my surroundings too. Mirage laughed at every little joke. It felt nice to see her happy and carefree.While my eyes still scanned the countless beautiful women who hung to the arms of all types of men like a handbag, Mirage surprised me by taking center stage and began dancing to the upbeat played by the DJ. 'Ani't Your Mama' by Jennifer Lopez never sounded amazing until I saw a beauty like Mirage seriously throwing her back out to the beat."Come join me," she serenaded.It didn't sound like a bit of bad advice as I had been sitting and nodding to the beat. I shot to my feet and joined her, both of us yelling the lyrics at the top of our lungs while dancing and occasionally returning to the table to take more shots. After a brie
LANDON:Her full lap was on display, looking tempting. My attention was briefly distracted when I perceived the scent of a member of Thronesman's pack. I scanned the area but didn't find any of his wolves there. No one would be out of their territory without informing me first since I was now heading three major packs. It put me at the top hierarchy of a leading Alpha. Disrespecting protocol meant the wolf in question was looking for trouble. But again, I didn't see anyone.Skyrael, renowned for its stringent restrictions on entry, was an enclave of elites. The fact that someone had managed to breach its confines surprised me. Perhaps Venita's association with my company had granted her access, or she had an her own charm to navigate the exclusive entry. Whatever the reason, I harbored a distaste for the infiltration of shifters into a place that reeked of their kind. The entanglement with wolves was something I aimed to avoid. Amidst the sea of elites, it was easy to spot Venita. Yet
LANDON: Thursday morning arrived, the room bathed in the gentle glow of dawn. Seated at the foot of Venita's bed, I busied myself lacing my sneakers. Sneaking out of her room earlier, I'd returned to my suite for a quick shower and change before the day unfolded. "Morning," I greeted with a smile, leaning over to plant a soft kiss on Venita's cheek.Last night was one of my best. For years, I have never slept next to anyone because I wasn't much into body contact. Nonetheless, Venita got me all the time. Her body was as cool as ice, making my warm body relaxed. Every second I tried to turn away, she aggressively grumbled, taking my hand to place over her body. Her breath did smell of drinks but I didn't mind. She chuckled, cooled and smiled at intervals throughout the night like a baby having a playful dream.She froze like a sculpture before responding. "Morning," she sighed, reaching for her phone to check the time. "Damn, is it Thursday already?" I chuckled, "I'm afraid so."Her
VENITA:As soon as Sasha spotted me, she engulfed me in a hug, eagerly sharing every detail of what happened in my absence. "I missed you too," I kissed her forehead, cherishing the familiar scent of her hair. "Girl, don't forget my nanny dues," Simeon teased, pulling me into a hug as well. "Thank you," I replied, grateful for the warmth of friendship. "No worries. It was a much-needed bonding time with her best friend, unlike mine who left me to vacation. Look at how radiant you look. I can't wait for you to spill the tea about your time in Shanghai," she said, wiggling in excitement. I chuckled, patting her back. Gathering Sasha's belongings, I led her out of the house, noticing Simeon's parents were out. Their enduring love always warmed my heart. "Simeon, I have to run. We'll plan a girl's day or night out soon," I explained, holding the door open for Sasha. Sasha darted out eagerly. "See you, beautiful. If that dude messes up, put me on speed dial, and I'll deal with him,"
LANDON: The haunting howls of Venita reached me, an agonizing heightened wave of pain that stirred unrest within me. My initial intent was not to return home for any reason, especially since I had been preparing to go to my pack for the first time in years. The pull toward my pack felt undeniable, a strong force that hinted at a different full moon experience. While concern for Venita remained, the priority rested with my pack, particularly the new wolves set to undergo their inaugural transformation. I hadn't seen the situation of things, and it was only right I went following the attack we suffered. I feel I have been focused on every other thing, neglecting my primary duty as an Alpha to a prestigious pack.I had Cross gather supplies essential for pain, food, and random gifts. I don't know why I went for those nonetheless. It made me feel good. My pack was rich. Had everything anyone could desire. Lived in luxury. We were all around prosperous. Don't even get me started on the har
LANDON: When we stepped outside, the cool night air caused her fur to rise. In the moonlight, Venita looked every bit like the magnificent creature I had glimpsed in my dream back in Shanghai. She seemed to embrace her newfound confusion, jumping up and down on her paws. Sprinting from one end to the other, I found myself catching up with her each time. She was like a kid with a new toy, recklessly enjoying the freedom of her wolf form. "What are mine? I mean, I know. But, am I really a wolf?" she asked, her excitement overflowing. Without waiting for an answer, she began howling, a spontaneous expression of joy pulsating through her. Her howls echoed in the night until she strained her voice. I was happy that she embraced this aspect of herself, finding joy rather than fear. Yet, a lingering worry tugged at me. What if she had noticed she was surrounded and about to be shot at if I didn't intervene? I had Cross send Greg back to the pack house for security since I was with him. I n