LANDON:The next day arrived in a rush, and as I was still feeling quite sleepy, Mirage's phone call, followed by a video call, felt like an explosion in my quiet morning."Hey, Baby, what should I wear for the pack's dinner tonight?" Mirage's voice came through, full of excitement and a touch of impatience. What the fuck! Did she not understand that I have a billion important things to care for and that what she wanted to wear was the least of my worries?"Why the fuck would you be calling me this early to whine about something unimportant as that?""Come on, don't be a mood spoiler. What should I wear?" she repeated.I yawned and tried to wake up, containing my annoyance. "Wear whatever you like, Mirage. You always look great."Mirage laughed. "Come on, be a little more specific. Should I go for the red dress or the black one? Pair them with diamond accessories or gold? I think diamonds will be better to have a striking match with the ring."I rubbed my eyes, feeling more awake. "Re
LANDON:I walked into the room, where the sound of nervous hearts filled the air. Mirage, the ever main character looked absolutely radiant in her elegant, floor-length red gown. Her fiery red hair was neatly pulled back into a tight bun, and the sparkle of her diamond necklace, bracelet, and the huge diamond ring on her engagement finger was blinding, much like her dramatic smile that stretched from ear to ear. She linked her arm with mine, and I felt an overwhelming ripple of hate.In a sea of guests dressed in pristine white attire, I stood out in my sharp black suitIn a crowd of people wearing white, my black suit made me stand out. "Landon, is this what you chose to wear today? Where are your fancy suits? This one looks cheap," she said, keeping her voice low. I growled softly as a warning and gripped her arm, pulling her closer. "You will behave inside. No unnecessary comments." To anyone watching, it seemed like we were sharing sweet words. "You're hurting me," she whispere
LANDON:As the meal concluded and the table was cleared, I rose to my feet to address the gathering. "I believe everyone is content and well-fed. Let's move on. I'm genuinely excited about this union," I began. "The purpose of your presence here is no secret, so there's no need to prolong the formalities."Mirage, standing up beside me, couldn't resist the urge to add her own touch. "I never envisioned giving up everything I have for love, nor did I think I'd leave my people to seek acceptance in another pack. Settling down was never in my plans," she declared, her words a well-practised lie as she playfully tossed her hair to the side. "But I've found someone who changed my perspective. I'm willing to leave it all behind for my handsome fiancé."The crowd, particularly the young she-wolves, erupted in cheers and whistles, drawn in by her dramatic speech designed to seize attention.Mirage's father, however, gave an almost imperceptible nod, signaling to one of his wolves who promptly
VENITA:As I waited for Landon to return home, an unexpected restlessness came over me. The need to feed, to sate an insatiable appetite, consumed my thoughts. I had already put Sasha to bed, but my own hunger seemed to have no bounds. I fought to control the primal urges threatening to overpower me.But suddenly, I awoke with a growl, my eyes blazing with an intensity that startled me. My senses were heightened, and an unmistakable craving arose within. It was as if my human restraint had momentarily vanished, replaced by an animalistic drive to hunt.My gaze fixated on an antelope grazing peacefully in the nearby woods. Nothing else mattered but the overpowering urge to chase and catch my prey. The between human and wolf blurred, and I found myself drawn into the hunt, enjoying the freedom that came with it.I had to move slowly, steadily and silently to the unsuspecting antelope, feeling the bloodlust rising. I knew that I had to catch it, that I couldn't ignore the hunger any long
LANDON:I scolded my security team through the phone, my frustration uncontrollable. "What do you mean she took off? If one tiny girl could overpower you all, it's time for me to fire my entire security team." I ended the call. With a sharp jab at the screen, not bothering to check the caller ID, "what?"A familiar voice reached me, calm and composed. "Landon, I'm calling to make sure that you're with Venita now. Due to the shift in the moon, her blood spiked. Meaning..."I cut him off, my agitation clear. "She's transforming and confused." I couldn't hide the worry in my voice. "Fk! Fk!" I repeated, slamming my hand into the steering wheel while stepping on the gas. My wolf instincts took over as I accelerated, determined to track her down with our bond."She's going to make..." Dr. Grant began, only for me to finish his sentence."To make her first kill." I knew the consequences of this all too well. "Well, you know it all. There's no need to go over this. Find her and..."I interr
VENITA:I slowly woke up and immediately noticed a strong, attractive masculine scent that I knew well. The bed felt incredibly soft, like silk, and there was a pleasant smell of strawberries in the air. My head throbbed, similar to a hangover, but I hadn't had any alcohol recently.I took my time, opening my eyes cautiously as the light made my head ache even more. When my vision finally cleared, I realized I wasn't in my own room. This place was larger and elegantly decorated with a more masculine touch.The room was unique and more sophisticated. It showed that someone with a taste for finer things had designed it. As I lay there, trying to make sense of my surroundings, I tried to remember how I had ended up here but my memories failed me. Everything was in fragments, not making sense.The room was filled with an overwhelming masculine scent, a high-end cologne with rich, woody notes and a hint of spice. It clung to the sheets and hung in the air, creating a soothing atmosphere.W
VENITA:Simeon twirled around in the middle of the living room, her eyes wide as she took in the breathtaking view of the city through the tall windows. I joined her, gazing at the sprawling rooftops and bustling streets below. "So... have you two, you know?" she asked with a sly grin.“What?” I had invited Simeon over when I felt myself going crazy from both boredom and overthinking. Hopefully, it sits well with Landon since I didn't clear it with him. “Have you had sex?” I hesitated, considering how much I should reveal to my friend. "No, Simeon." She raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. "What, girl? You should be pregnant with Sasha's sibling by now. There's no way I'd be in the same space with such a hottie and my panties remain intact." I chuckled at her straightforwardness. "Not everyone is focused on tearing each other's clothes off. Landon is undeniably attractive, but I'm not into flings. Someone as wealthy, powerful, and handsome as Landon Kurt doesn't typically engage
VENITA:"Do you think Taylor Swift is Beyonce?""What? That doesn't make any sense at all.""Exactly. Why would you be talking about aliens when we haven't finished handling issues with humans? Girl, get it together. Get some fuckery if you need it to release emotions.""I'm serious, Simeon. I have been hearing, seeing, and feeling odd things.""Have you been drinking?""That's the thing. No. I hadn't sipped alcohol since the last incident, and Landon looked me in the eyes and said that I had been drinking. This morning, I saw blood on my nails. I know I didn't injure myself or anyone." I had to tell her to ease the craziness that was building up. If I didn't communicate with someone, I might lose it."I think I need to get you a psychiatrist because you're losing it. If Landon says you drank, then you did drink."She had a point. Maybe I drank too much without remembering. Nothing seemed real anymore to me. There was no way my thoughts were sane. "I don't know," I shook my head."You