Eva"So, Alphas like him get nightmares too," I whispered, gazing at Alpha Lorenzo, his face relaxed in sleep, his arms still wrapped tightly around me.I wondered if he was okay, if the nightmare had left any lingering scars. I hoped not, my heart aching at the thought of him hurting. I really felt bad for him.As I watched him, his chest rose and fell with slow, deep breaths, and I realized he was deeply asleep. I sighed softly, gently extricating myself from his embrace.I stood up, my eyes never leaving his peaceful face. For a moment, I hesitated, wanting to stay by his side, to ensure he was truly okay. But something about his tranquil expression reassured me.I turned and quietly left the bedroom, closing the door behind me. The soft click of the door seemed loud in the stillness of the night.Heading to the sitting room, my feet carrying me on autopilot, I collapsed onto the couch, turning onto my side and sighing deeply. My mind whirled with worries about Alpha Lorenzo, but e
LorenzoI stood still, my sharp werewolf senses on high alert. With my acute hearing, I could pick up every sound from outside the wardrobe, no matter the distance. Eva's nervous tone and Thelma's accusatory words made my instincts twitch. I didn't like being confined, but I knew Eva was trying to protect herself, not me, obviously.She was hiding me from her sister, and I couldn't blame her. A guy at a place as early as seven? I wouldn't have bothered hiding if I didn't think it would be… awkward.As I listened, Thelma's voice grew louder, her footsteps echoing through the other room. She was searching for something - or someone. Well, me, apparently. My gut had told me she suspected my presence.Suddenly, Eva spoke up, her voice laced with frustration. "There's nothing here, for goodness sake! What are you looking for?"Thelma's response sent a shiver down my spine. "I know a werewolf is in this place. I can smell it, and I must remind you that I'm no Omega. I'm a werewolf and have
LorenzoAs we drove, the awkwardness slowly gave way to a comfortable silence. I glanced over at Thelma, who was still gazing out the window. "So, what grade do you teach?" I asked, trying to keep the conversation going.Thelma turned back to me, a hint of a smile on her face. "I teach high school, specifically grade 9."I nodded, impressed. "That's great. I'm sure it's not easy dealing with teenagers."Thelma chuckled. "It has its moments, but I love it. They're at that age where they're still learning, still growing... it's amazing to see them develop."I smiled, feeling a sense of respect for Thelma. "You're a dedicated teacher, aren't you?"Thelma's smile faltered for a moment, and she looked away. "I try my best," she said quietly.I sensed a hint of sadness in her voice and wondered what had caused it. But before I could ask, we arrived at her destination."Thanks for the ride," Thelma said, gathering her things."You're welcome," I replied.She gave me one last bow before I dro
EvaThelma's gaze swept across the elegant restaurant before settling on me, just as the waiter approached, placing two plates of steak before us and returning with two glasses of wine. With a courteous bow, he left us to enjoy our meal.Thelma's left eyebrow raised, her questioning gaze conveying her thoughts, "What's all this, Eva?"I chuckled softly, then sighed. "No questions, please. Let's just eat.""Why did you bring me here?" she asked."Oh, come on, Thelma. Don't start now," I replied, forcing a smile. "I told you I wanted to take you on a date to show my appreciation.""I thought it was a normal date," she said, a frown marring her features."Isn't this a normal date?" I inquired, my eyes darting around, embarrassed that someone might have overheard her. "Please stop acting this way and just eat. We can talk more when we're done.""This place is expensive, Eva," she persisted."Oh, goodness," I grumbled, teeth clenched. "What's wrong with that? Is there anything wrong with i
Eva"Hmm... I'm sorry, it's nothing. Go ahead!" I smiled, trying to brush it off, but when I saw the discomfort etched on her face, I sighed deeply. "It's your husband, right?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.Thelma's eyes widened, and I could see her chest heaving against the fabric of her shirt. "What did you hear?" she asked, her voice shaky and laced with a hint of fear.I raised my left eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Hear what?" I asked, trying to downplay my knowledge. "What are you talking about?"Thelma's expression turned stern. "Then why did you say it's my husband?" she demanded, her voice firm but trembling slightly.I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "Oh, come on, if it wasn't your husband that called, who else? Well, I'm certain your husband must be hungry. Wasn't he the one who called? You'd better go answer him before he sleeps on an empty stomach." I said, trying to deflect her suspicion."Oh, yeah," Thelma chuckled nervously.As she prepared to l
EvaI raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite myself. "A business opportunity? What kind of business?"Sophia leaned back in her chair, a confident smile spreading across her face. "I invest in people, Eva. People with potential, people who need a little push to achieve their goals. And I think you're one of them."I shook my head, trying to process what she was saying. "I don't understand. What do you get out of this?"Sophia's smile grew wider. "Let's just say I get a return on my investment. But I think you'll find it's a fair trade. So, are you interested?"I hesitated, unsure if I should trust this woman and her mysterious proposal. But something about her words resonated with me. Maybe it was the desperation to help my sister, or maybe it was the thrill of the unknown. Whatever it was, I found myself nodding. "Okay, I'm interested. Tell me more."Sophia leaned forward, her eyes locked on mine. "I'll need you to send your money to my account, and then I'll double it and send it back
Eva"Do you want to continue or do you wish to leave?" Sophia asked, with a soothing look on her face."I think I'll just leave with this," I said softly, standing up. "Thank you once again."She nodded, still smiling brightly.Just as I was ready to leave, Sophia said, "Congratulations, Eva! How about I get your number, in case I need more employees like you in my company? You could work for me under my big finance company."I agreed, and we exchanged numbers. Sophia smiled and said, "How about you take your coffee before you leave?"I took a sip and turned to leave, but then I looked back and saw Sophia still sitting and drinking her coffee. A thought entered my mind - what if I sent more money to my account and got double the amount? It would be amazing!I turned back and sat down, and Sophia looked surprised. "I thought you already left!" she exclaimed.I smiled sheepishly. "I forgot something. I think I'll send more money to your account. Can I do that?"Sophia's eyes lit up. "Of
EvaI checked my bank app, my fingers trembling as I held my phone, my heart racing with anticipation. When I saw that my account balance was indeed $0, my racing heart almost jumped out of my chest. No! This was real! I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. How and where do I start from? What would I tell my sister? She was counting on me. I also remembered that I wouldn't be getting my salary until the end of the month, which was still weeks away. Shit!Do I beg Lorenzo for an advance payment? But first, I needed to report this to the police. Still crying, I started heading down to the nearest police station, my mind a jumble of emotions and thoughts. I felt helpless, but I knew I had to take action. I had to try and get my money back, no matter how slim the chances seemed.As I entered the police station, I was greeted by a bustling atmosphere. There were people waiting in line, filling out forms, and talking to officers. I approached the front desk and explained that I wanted to