EvaI couldn't shake off the feeling of unease in my mind, and that was because Lorenzo had blocked his mother on every platform - phone calls, messages, and social media. The thought sent a pang of sadness and worry through my chest.As I glanced at Lorenzo, his eyes met mine, sparkling with affection. "Is everything okay, sweetheart?" he asked, noticing my concern.Taking a deep breath, I broached the subject gently. "When are you going to unblock your mother?"His expression changed, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What's this about, Eva? I thought we'd settled this.""Please, you can't do this because of me," I implored, placing a hand on his arm. "It feels like you're cutting ties with your family because of our relationship. Blocking your own mother... it's too much."His jaw clenched. "She doesn't want me to be with you, Eva. She made that clear. What choice do I have?""But what if she's trying to reach you and can't?" I asked, letting out an exhausted sigh. "You're essentially
EvaOverwhelmed by the emotional moment, tears suddenly spilled from my eyes, cascading down my cheeks. I couldn't contain the flood of emotions any longer. Lorenzo's mother opened her arms, enveloping me in a warm embrace."It's alright, dear. All is well now," she murmured softly.I hugged her back, my body trembling with sobs."I'm truly sorry," she whispered, her voice heavy with regret.I shook my head, still unable to stem the flow of tears. "Thank you, thank you so much... ma'am."She gently released me from the embrace, tenderly wiping the tears from my face. "Please, dear, no more 'ma'am.' Call me Mother.""Okay, Mother," I replied, my voice quavering.We held each other once more, our bond strengthening with each passing second.Mother's face brightened, her eyes gleaming with newfound joy. "Let's go inside. There is much to discuss with you both."As we entered the majestic house, Mother turned to the servants, her voice ringing with authority. "Prepare a grand feast tonigh
EvaAs the day progressed, the music grew livelier, and we danced under the setting sun. The atmosphere was electric, filled with the beat of the music and our shared joy.As the sun set and shadows lengthened, the celebration slowly came to an end. Guests bid us farewell, leaving us with fond memories of a day filled with love and happiness.The servants set to work, efficiently clearing the remnants of the grand event, their movements a testament to the tireless efforts that had gone into creating such a magical occasion.The garden, once alive with laughter and music, was now quiet, save for the soft rustling of the leaves as the gentle breeze swept through the trees.Lorenzo reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers, and together we strolled back towards the mansion. The silence that settled around us was serene, a stark contrast to the earlier revelry, yet no less enchanting.We made our way upstairs, our footsteps echoing softly through the now quiet halls, each step bringin
EvaIn the privacy of our room, Eva and I eagerly devoured instant noodles, the sound of contented slurping and satisfied hums echoing softly.Unable to stomach the peculiar flavors of Mother's cooking, we had discreetly made our way upstairs, seeking something more palatable. We'd tried our best to convince her that we were full, even though our stomachs ached with hunger.Eva's eyes sparkled with delight as she savored each bite, her hair dancing around her face."Eva," I chuckled, "try not to eat it all at once."She shook her head, her locks tumbling in a wild cascade. "I'm famished! I could devour the whole house... the entire pack, even!" She laughed, playfully pushing her disheveled hair out of her face.I grinned, gently gathering her hair and securing them with a band. "If you're still hungry, just say the word. There's plenty more where that came from."Eva's cheeks flushed prettily as she gazed at me with sparkling eyes. "Aww! You're the best."I couldn't help but smile, ca
EvaFrom my seat on the bench, I watched Lorenzo as he ordered ice cream, admiring his strong physique and masculine structure.My heart swelled with affection, and a contented smile graced my lips. This man is mine, I mused, reveling in the warm glow of happiness that filled my chest.The sudden buzz of my phone interrupted my reverie, and I glanced at the screen – my sister Thelma's name flashing across the display. Curiosity mingled with concern, I answered the call."Hello, Thelma. Is everything alright?" I asked, my voice tinged with worry.Before I could register what was happening, a piercing scream reverberated through the phone, cutting off the call abruptly.A shiver ran down my spine as a chilling sense of foreboding settled over me. Something was amiss.With trembling fingers, I redialed Thelma's number, only to be met with the monotonous tone of a switched-off phone. Anxiety coiled tightly in my chest, constricting my breath.What could have happened? Was Thelma in harm's
EvaI slammed the door shut with a resounding bang, swiftly locking it behind me. "You're not leaving until you tell me where Thelma is," I hissed, my eyes blazing with determination.Thomas recoiled, his eyes widening with fear. "Please, Eva, don't do this," he pleaded."I'll do whatever it takes to find my sister," I spat, my resolve unwavering. "You'll pay for what you've done, I promise."Thomas's face twisted in anguish. "If I tell you, my life will be in danger," he whispered, his voice barely audible.I seized his shoulders, shaking him with urgency. "Who threatened you? Who's behind this?"Thomas hesitated, his gaze darting nervously around the room."Who?" I demanded, my patience wearing thin."What will you do?" he stammered. "Will you confront them? Call Lorenzo? Do you even trust him?"I shot Thomas a withering glare. "That's not your concern. Just give me a name.""Christopher," he finally confessed. "He came in, wrecked the place, and attacked us when your stubborn siste
Christopher I gulped whiskey straight from the bottle, feeling the burn as it coursed through my veins. My reflection in the mirror before me appeared dull and disconnected. A ragged cough escaped my lips, and I took another swig, savoring the fire in my throat. At that moment, the door creaked open, and Mona slipped in, her eyes wide with anxiety. She approached tentatively, handing me the cigarette I had requested. I snatched it from her fingers and swiftly lit it, inhaling deeply. "Thanks," I muttered, smoke escaping my lips. Mona's gaze flickered toward the other room after she heard cries of pleas and noises, her brow creasing with concern. "What's... happening in there?" she whispered. I exhaled another cloud of smoke, locking eyes with her. "Mind your own business, Mona." Her gaze dropped, and she nodded, turning to leave. "Wait," I called out, my voice low. She hesitated, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her face. "Don't concern yourself with what's going on in the
MonaI trembled on my bed, haunted by the memories of Christopher's room. The muffled sounds, the cries... My mind raced with terrifying possibilities.I chewed on my fingernails, anxiously wondering what Christopher was capable of. Was I in danger? Would I become his next target?The thought sent chills down my spine, and I knew I had to escape – leave the pack before things escalated. Christopher's behavior was rapidly deteriorating, and I refused to be his scapegoat.Just as I resolved to flee, the phone on my nightstand shrilled, slicing through the silence. I flinched, my heart racing.Please, don't let it be Christopher, I prayed, a lump forming in my throat.With trembling hands, I reached for the phone, hesitating before answering.I glanced at the caller ID, and my heart plummeted. It was indeed Christopher!"Ugh!" I muttered, dread and frustration welling up inside me.I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself before answering."Hello?""WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER IMMEDIATEL
EPILOGUETWO MONTHS LATERThe sun cast its golden rays upon the lush gardens of the Night City Pack's estate, where Eva and Lorenzo's wedding celebration was in full swing. The air was alive with laughter and music as pack members and guests from far and wide gathered to witness the union of Alpha Luna and her beloved.As the newlyweds shared their first dance, all eyes were on them. Eva's elegant white gown shimmered under the sunlight, her hair styled perfectly to showcase her radiant smile. Lorenzo, dashing in his tailored tuxedo, gazed lovingly into her eyes.The crowd cheered and applauded as they swayed to the music, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. The pack's elder, who had officiated the ceremony, beamed with joy, his eyes misty.Nearby, Eva's friends and pack members couldn't help but tear up, overwhelmed with happiness for their beloved Alpha Luna. The atmosphere was electric, filled with love and gratitude.As the music faded, Lorenzo took the microphone, his voice boom
LorenzoI leaned in, my lips brushing against Eva's in a tender kiss. She let out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with joy."What are you doing?" she teased, her voice filled with warmth.I rubbed her stomach gently, my voice brimming with love and affection. "Baby, please come fast. Your dad is waiting for you."Eva's smile widened, lighting up the entire room. Just then, her phone beeped, signaling a new message.Peering over her shoulder, I saw that it was a message from the Wild Song pack members. I couldn't help but grin as I read the heartfelt words expressing how much they missed her and longed to see her again."They've invited you to the pack," I said, my voice laced with excitement.Eva looked up at me, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. "Should I go?"I chuckled softly. "Is that even a question? Of course, you should go. But don't worry, I'll be right there with you."Eva nodded, relief washing over her as she realized she wouldn't have to face the pack alone.THE NEXT DAY
EvaA sinister gleam filled Mona's eyes. "I heard you're pregnant, Eva."My mind spun, my voice trembling. "How did you know that?"Mona's smile widened, revealing a hint of cruelty. "Oh, I know everything about you, Eva."To my horror, she reached out and touched my stomach, a chilling intimacy in her gesture."I'll help you get rid of it," she whispered, her voice dropping to a low hiss. "I know you don't want the baby."I recoiled, my body trembling with fear and disbelief. "I never said I didn't want the baby."Mona's grip on my stomach tightened, and I tried to pull away, only to find that heavy chains bound my wrists and ankles, rendering me utterly helpless.With a flourish, Mona produced a dagger, its point glinting ominously in the dim light. I watched in horror as she traced the blade across my stomach, a wicked grin playing on her lips."You won't need this burden," Mona hissed, her eyes filled with a terrifying madness.A searing pain erupted in my stomach as the dagger sl
EvaRising from my seat, I followed the nurse as she led me to the lab for tests. With each step, my mind raced, conjuring innumerable possibilities.Anxious moments stretched into an eternity as I awaited the results, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts.Eventually, the nurse returned, her voice calling out, "Eva Chapman, please proceed to the doctor's office. Your results are ready."I stood up and went over to the door, which I knocked, my heart hammering in my chest, and entered.A woman with a warm smile greeted me. "Hello, Eva. I'm Dr. Rachel Thompson. Welcome. Please, take a seat."I complied, curiosity piqued by the doctor's optimistic demeanor. Could it mean that my test results were normal? Was I truly alright after all?Leaning forward, Dr. Thompson's eyes shone with kindness. "Eva, I have good news and...complicated news."My heart plummeted. Complicated? A feeling of dread washed over me. "What do you mean?" I asked, attempting to maintain a facade of calm.Dr. Thompson's smi
Eva Six hours ago... Standing beside Thelma in our cozy kitchen, I methodically chopped vegetables for dinner. The tantalizing aroma of sautéed ginger usually filled me with warmth and comfort, but today it was suffocating. I covered my nose, scrunching my face in disgust. "Thelma," I choked out, "I...I don't know what's wrong. This smell is nauseating." She turned to me, her brow creased with concern. "Eva, are you alright? You normally love the smell of ginger." I shook my head, a wave of nausea washing over me. "I don't know. It just...ugh." Before Thelma could respond, I bolted out of the kitchen, my hand clamped over my mouth. I raced to the bathroom and collapsed to my knees, retching violently into the toilet. The intensity and suddenness of my illness left me bewildered. After splashing my face with cold water, I stared at my pallid reflection in the mirror, unease settling over me. What was happening? With a deep breath, I gathered my courage and made my way back to th
Mona I ran through the dense forest alongside Erica, our footsteps pounding against the earth. Finally, we stopped and looked back, seeing no one pursuing us. "Fuck!" I exclaimed, running my hands through my hair in frustration. "Can you stop screaming?" Erica snapped, her expression stern. "What if they hear us and come for us? It's all your fault." I scoffed, turning to her. "You're not a saint, Erica. And don't try to tell me what to do." "I'm done following you, Mona," her anger flared, her voice rising. "It's not like I killed James; that was your doing. I'm not a murderer. I'M OUT." My grip on her arm tightened. "Where do you think you're going? You can't just leave." "Watch me. We're over," Erica said, her eyes flashing with a firm tone in her voice. I felt a surge of panic, my mind racing. "You can't just walk away." Erica's gaze hardened. "I can, and I will." I seethed with rage as she walked away. Without thinking, I grabbed a big stone and screamed, charging behind
Eva As we settled onto the sofas, Thomas and Lorenzo sat opposite us, their faces etched with concern. I grasped Thelma's hands, my eyes locked on hers, silently encouraging her to share her story. "Thelma, what happened? How did you get kidnapped? How did you escape? Please, tell me everything," I asked, my voice gentle yet urgent. Thelma's eyes welled up with tears, her body trembling as she struggled to speak. I quickly wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close in a comforting embrace. "Shh, it's okay, Thelma. Don't force yourself. You don't have to remember," I whispered, softly patting her back. Lorenzo nodded in agreement, his voice filled with relief. "Yes, we're just glad you're back home, safe and sound. We were so worried about you." Thelma's sobs intensified, her pain and fear palpable. Thomas came to us and leaned forward, his eyes reflecting his empathy and concern. "Take your time, Thelma. We're here for you," he said, his tone soothing and supportive. As her
EvaAs Lorenzo excused himself to transfer the files to Rita's phone, she turned to me with a warm smile."Let's exchange numbers," she suggested, handing me her phone. "After all, we'll be sisters-in-law soon."My eyes sparkled as I entered my number, a hint of amusement in my voice."Actually, we aren't officially engaged yet," I clarified, my lips curving into a gentle smile.Rita's brow raised as she questioned me. "What do you mean? Haven't you two gotten engaged yet?"I hesitated, unsure of how to explain. "We did, but...I gave him back the ring.""Why would you do that?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.My voice dropped to a whisper as I confessed. "I got caught up in a situation, and returning the ring seemed like the only way out."Rita's expression softened, her eyes locked on mine. "You're hesitant because of what happened with Christopher, aren't you?"I nodded, my heart heavy with uncertainty."Don't worry," she reassured me, her tone gentle and understanding. "Lorenzo lo
LorenzoAs I entered my apartment with Eva by my side, I immediately made my way to my drawer, rummaging through its contents with a sense of urgency.Eva observed my actions, her curiosity piqued."What are you searching for?" she inquired, her voice tinged with concern."The flash drive," I replied, my brow furrowed in concentration. "You know it contains crucial evidence of Mona's involvement in the murder."Eva's eyes widened with alarm. "Let me assist you," she offered, her tone resolute.Together, we combed through every nook and cranny of the apartment, leaving no stone unturned. Yet, the flash drive remained elusive, and my worry deepened, my jaw clenched in frustration."Are you certain you kept it here?" Eva asked, her gaze searching mine."Yes, I'm positive," I affirmed, my voice firm.Eva's eyes locked onto mine, her voice a gentle whisper. "What if Mona and Erica found it and took it?"My face darkened, my fist clenched in anger. "They wouldn't dare," I growled, my teeth