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
MonaErica stood before me, her hands tucked casually into her pockets, exuding an air of nonchalance that did little to mask the tensed atmosphere in the room."What are you doing here?" I demanded, my voice tinged with a mixture of surprise and apprehension.In response, Erica flashed the gun, the metallic gleam causing me to flinch and instinctively snatch it from her hand."What are you doing with a gun?" I exclaimed, my widened eyes scanning the room for any immediate danger. "Why would you bring that here?""No bullets…" Erica said with a smirk, her tone laced with dark humor. "Don't worry."Shaking my head, I pressed on. "What are you doing here, Erica? How did you know where I live?"Erica shrugged, a sly smile playing at her lips. "I have my ways. Anyway, I came to talk to you. It's important.""About what?" I asked, unease creeping into me as I tried to anticipate her next move.Her gaze locked onto mine, the intensity in her eyes sending a shiver down my spine."Let's talk
MonaI stood frozen in place, locked in Erica's piercing gaze. My mind still raced with questions: How did she know about James Reed? How did she know I killed him? The room felt suffocating, as if the walls were closing in around us.A knock on the door shattered the tense silence, breaking the spell that had held us captive."Come in," I called out, my voice wary and uncertain.A female servant entered, her expression hesitant, as if sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room."Eva, she's—" the servant began, but before she could finish, the door swung open with a force that made us all flinch.Eva strode in, her presence commanding and intense. Her eyes narrowed, jaw set, and a deep frown etched on her face.The servant stepped back, wisely retreating from the brewing storm. "I'll leave you, ma'am," she murmured, her voice barely audible as she slipped out of the room.Eva's gaze swept the room, taking in the scene before settling on Erica and me. Her eyes flashed with anger, like li
EvaI lifted my eyelids, my mind foggy and disoriented. Where was I? The room was unfamiliar, with dark wood paneling and heavy curtains that blocked out most of the light.As my gaze wandered, I spotted a figure huddled in the corner, wrapped in a defensive posture, arms clutching legs. My heart skipped a beat immediately as I recognized who it was."Thelma?" I whispered, my voice trembling with a mixture of shock and disbelief.I crawled towards her, the chains on my ankles and wrists clanking in the dimly lit room. All these were obviously Christopher's doings. How could he do this to us?Reaching Thelma's side, I gently lifted her face, wincing at the sight. Her eyes were sunken, her skin pale and dry, almost lifeless."Thelma, it's me, Eva," I said, tears streaming down my face as I brushed a matted strand of hair from her forehead.I hugged her tightly, relief washing over me as I felt her fragile body against mine. I thought I'd lost her forever."I missed you so much," I whisp
LorenzoI poured another drink, the amber liquid splashing haphazardly into my glass. The room spun, a dizzying carousel of colors and shapes, but I didn't care. I deserved to drown in my sorrows, to let the numbness take over and wash away the pain.Bottles littered the table before me, a graveyard of empty and half-empty vessels, each a testament to my despair. Cigarette smoke choked the air, a heavy fog that clung to the furniture and walls, ashtrays overflowing with the remnants of my self-destructive solace. I stubbed out the latest butt, my eyes watering from the sting of smoke and the weight of my emotions.How had everything fallen apart so quickly, so completely?Eva. Her name echoed in my mind, a constant torment that gnawed at the frayed edges of my sanity. I'd never meant to hurt her, never intended for my misguided plan with Thomas to blow up in my face and obliterate the delicate trust between us.Our last meeting at Thelma's place haunted me, a ghostly reminder of the r
EvaMy fingers dug into Christopher's arm as we made our way up the stairs, his triumphant smile grating on my troubled mind. I sighed deeply, looking away to hide the turmoil that churned within me.Leaving Lorenzo was the right decision, I reminded myself. He had broken the last fragile thread that held us together, and I couldn't be with a man who planned to reduce me to a pathetic shell, begging him to accept me as his plaything."I can't believe you are no longer his," Christopher whispered, his breath hot against my ear, sending shivers of revulsion down my spine. "I'll make you fully mine."I looked away, my nose scrunching briefly in disgust as I struggled to contain the irritation that I was feeling. If only he knew how much I despised him, how his mere presence made my skin crawl.We continued walking upstairs, the stairs winding their way to the rooftop where a beautifully set table awaited, a stark contrast to the darkness that swirled within me. The bright lights and eleg
LorenzoThe engine purred, a steady rhythm that echoed the turbulent beat of my heart as I sat in my car, ready to leave. Yet, my soul refused to let go, a magnetic pull seemed to be drawing me back towards the woman who had shattered my world. I fought the urge to rush back inside, to sweep Eva away from the darkness that had enveloped her."I should respect her wishes," I whispered to the empty car, my voice hoarse with emotion as I gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white with the effort.Just as I put the car in gear, a flicker of movement caught my eye, a shadow dancing in the headlights. I squinted, my eyes struggling to pierce the gloom, and two figures stepped into the light.Emma and Olivia stood before me, their expressions grave in the harsh glare of the headlights.I exited the car, confusion etching lines upon my brow. "What are you both doing here?" I asked, my voice tinged with bewilderment.Olivia stepped forward, her eyes locked on mine. "Alpha Lorenzo," she began,
LorenzoAs I carefully made my way downstairs to the ground floor with Eva cradled in my arms, her sudden stirring broke the silence. Her eyes snapped open, a sudden flash of determination burning within them."Put me down now," she demanded, her voice firm despite the undeniable weakness that lingered.My grip tightened instinctively, concern etching deep lines across my face. "Are you okay, though?"Eva's steely glare pierced through me, silencing any further questions. "Put me down," she repeated, her tone icy and unwavering."Eva, please—" I attempted to reason with her, my heart twisting with worry."Put me down, Lorenzo," she cut me off, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Or else I'll struggle, and we both know that'll end badly. You wouldn't want me to get hurt, would you?"A resigned sigh escaped my lips as I reluctantly, gently set her on her feet, my hands lingering for a moment to ensure her stability.As soon as she stood steady, Eva's expression turned frigid, he
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