Eva
As I pushed the stretcher alongside my partner, I tugged self-consciously at the hem of my short nurse's uniform, my eyes fixed on the gasping patient. His labored breathing filled me with a sense of helplessness, and I silently prayed for his recovery. The familiarity of his face only added to my concern – he was my brother-in-law, and I'd watched him suffer from this debilitating illness for far too long. We finally reached an available ward, and I sprang into action, helping to initiate treatment. But just as we were making progress, Mona swept in, her confident stride and superior smile commanding attention. "Eva!" she called, her voice crisp and authoritative. "I'll take it from here." I turned to face her, my eyes narrowing slightly as I took in her indifferent expression. The other nurses seemed to shrink away, their faces neutral, and I knew I was outnumbered. "Huh? But I–" I began, but Mona's raised eyebrow silenced me. I glanced around the room, realizing I wouldn't win this argument. With a quiet nod, I said, "Please take care of him. He's my mate's brother." As I left the ward, a mix of sadness and anger swirled inside me, but I kept my emotions in check. The bitter thought crossed my mind: "This is what I get for being an Omega and a pushover." Mona's condescending attitude still rankled, a reminder of the hospital's uneven power dynamics – her father's ownership and her own powerful wolf status made her virtually untouchable. I clocked out and decided to headed home, my shift finally over and no more tasks to tackle. My mind wandered to Christopher, my mate, fiancé, and the Alpha of the Windsong pack, recalling the sweet night we shared yesterday, which brought a gentle smile to my lips." As I made my way out of the hospital, I overheard the usual gossip causing the blushed smile to falter. "Isn't that the weak Omega who's marrying the Alpha this weekend?" "I can't believe someone like her will be our Luna," her friend sneered. Despite the negative talk surrounding our relationship, Christopher remained unfazed, fully accepting the mate bond. I never would have imagined that an Omega like me could win the heart of an Alpha and would be finally getting married to such a fine man. Finally arriving home, I was greeted by the overpowering stench of alcohol and cheap perfume. "This is quite unusual," I thought as I traced the source of the smell. I discovered Christopher sprawled on the sofa, sleeping and snoring loudly. His hair was disheveled, his shirt tattered, and I noticed lipstick stains on his lips, neck, and shirt collar. Many thoughts ran across my mind. Even when I tried to shrug them off, I still thought of one thing which was the obvious. "Christopher?" I called softly, gently tapping his shoulder. He moaned, his eyes fluttering open. "What is it?" he groaned, his voice laced with exhaustion. I sat beside him, my concern palpable. "Where have you been?" I asked, knowing he wasn't supposed to be at work that day. Unlike me, who was always needed at the hospital to care for the sick. His eyes snapped open, a hint of defensiveness creeping in. "What kind of stupid question is that?" he barked, his tone sharper than expected. "Do you think I play at home? I'm tired and starving, so go prepare dinner before I change my mind." But I didn't back down, not after seeing the noticeable proof before me. "Are you cheating on me?" I asked fearlessly, tears brimming in my eyes as I searched his face for answers. "Cheating on you?" He laughed cruelly. "You're asking ridiculous questions nowadays. You know what? I've changed my mind. I'll go out and eat something instead." I felt a sting from his words, but I tried to apologize, wiping away the tears that fell from my eyes. "I'm sorry... I think I've been overthinking lately." But Christopher was unforgiving. "Well, thanks to your overthinking, I'll be staying outside. Sleep without me!" he yelled, his anger palpable as he struggled to stand. He shed his jacket, throwing it to the floor, and staggered toward the door. But then he turned back, his expression twisted in a mix of anger and concern. "Oh, by the way, how's my brother?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of concern. "I heard his diabetes kicked in again, and he even lost consciousness. I also heard you were the nurse in charge." "What?" I asked, my eyebrows raised, but I knew it was true—except that witch, Mona, had taken over. "Well, he's fine," I could only hope. "Good," he nodded. "I'll pay him a visit tomorrow morning." Thinking of Mona briefly reminded me of the cheap perfume I had smelled on Christopher. Even the lipstick stains and hickeys on him brought to mind the redness of her lips that afternoon. "Christopher?" I quickly called before he could open the door. "What is it again, woman?" he asked impatiently. My heart ached as I wondered why he was acting this way towards me. It was completely unfair and unlike him but I had to talk. He was going to be my husband and I couldn't deal with being quiet when I saw signs. It's better to speak than to regret later. "Do you perhaps know a woman called Mona?" I asked slowly and calmly. There was a brief silence before he cut in, "Who is that?" he asked. I shook my head, muttering, "Never mind." He then shut the door, slamming it loudly behind him. Letting out a deep sigh, I took my gaze down at my finger bearing the engagement ring, desperately hoping that my suspicions were unfounded. *** "Wake up, Eva!" Christopher's angry voice jolted me awake at dusk. I had slept alone the night before, not thinking he'd actually follow through on his threat to stay outside. "What?" I asked, my heart racing as I took in his furious expression. "What is it?" "You killed my brother!" he yelled, his voice shaking with rage. "You said my brother survived! Why is he dead?" "Excuse me?" I muttered, struggling to make sense of his words. "I will kill you, Eva!" he barked, pinning me down on the bed and wrapping his hands around my neck. I whimpered in terror, desperately trying to escape his grip. "Please," I choked out, tears streaming down my face, "let me explain!" "No," he snapped, tightening his grip. "You don't deserve to explain. You deserve death." His mother—my mother-in-law who had never liked me from the moment we met—entered the bedroom. Seeing the state of her son and me, she scoffed in disgust and fury. "I always knew she was up to no good. Even though she's a stupid Omega, I thought she was at least a competent nurse. You murderer! You killed my son!" "No," I cried, shaking my head, "I'm innocent." "Liar," she spat, then turned toward the door. "I'm not lying," I whimpered, struggling to breathe. "Come in!" she shouted, and the Alpha's well-built, husky guards entered the room. "Take her away," she commanded, pointing at me. "Hear me out!" I pleaded, tearfully. Christopher finally released me at his mother's insistence. "Take her away, as my mother said!" he ordered, his voice loud and his chest heaving as he panted. "No... no... don't do this to me, please," I pleaded, shaking my head. "You need to listen to me. I never even had the chance to treat him last night." "Liar!" he spat, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're going back on your words. This is different from what you said last night." I realized he was right, and my face fell. I was in deep trouble, and there seemed to be no way to escape it. Nobody would even vouch for me.Eva"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked, tears streaming down my face as my handcuffed hands pressed against the glass separating us. "You should tell the Alpha that you were the one who cared for his brother, not me."Mona folded her arms beneath her chest, sneering, "Is that why you demanded to see me? Gosh! I shouldn't have wasted my time coming here. I only came because your sister pleaded for my presence. Don't ever call me for this nonsense again."Then, she stormed off, nearly pushing my sister out of the way. My elder sister, Thelma, who is my only family since our parents' death, approached me and sat down on the chair facing me, offering comfort. "Don't worry," she assured me. "You'll be fine. I'll get to the bottom of this.""Please, get me a good lawyer, probably one from the city," I sobbed, shaking my head. "Nobody believes me, not even my fiancé.""Get a grip, please," Thelma snapped, frowning. "If only you had listened to me when I told you to come with me to the c
Eva"Didn't you just walk past her?" Christopher asked, nervousness evident in his tone. "I mean, what changed your mind?"Alpha Lorenzo smirked, a small scoff escaping his lips, and then took my small right hand, bringing it to his face. I could only watch him like a child entranced by a new sight, unable to say a word."I saw the ring on her finger and thought she was married, so I decided to step away. But then, I realized she might be the one I need," he said, nodding his head and then lowering my hand.I looked at Christopher's scowling face. He silently questioned me with his gaze: Why are you still wearing that darn ring?I carefully observed his fingers, and pushed down the ring, which fell down to the ground before stepping my feet on it. Clenching my jaw, the bitterness and hurt pierced my chest. The pain was overwhelming, especially since I had been rejected in such a weird way."You don't need to take her," Christopher suddenly said. "This woman committed a felony and will
Eva"Eva!" Thelma yelled my name, and I stood up. Seeing her brought tears of joy to my eyes. She ran up to me, and we hugged."I'm glad you're alright," she said, and I nodded quietly, sniffling softly. We were at the station, and the cops had contacted Thelma after I explained that I was new to the city and knew no place around. I needed to get to my sister, and thankfully, I knew her phone number by heart. It was such a big relief."Come on, let's go," she said, taking my hand. We left the station and got into a cab to her place. Upon arrival, she immediately prepared food from the kitchen and gave it to me and I started eating as if I hadn't eaten for months."Easy, the food isn't running away," she told me, chuckling softly, though she couldn't blame me for my behavior. I only smiled and asked for more. When I was completely full, I drank a whole cup of water and let out a sigh."What happened?" Thelma asked, cutting to the chase. I looked at her, seeing concern on her face. Afte
EvaWhat do you want, Alpha Lorenzo?" I asked, my voice trembling as my butt shifted now and then on the chair. "I'll do anything, please.""You'll do anything, but your voice is shaking so badly?" he asked, scoffing softly. "Would someone as apprehensive as you take my offer?""What offer is that, first?" I asked, swallowing hard.He nodded quietly, resting his back against the swivel chair and crossing his legs, while I nervously joined my sweaty thighs, my lips thinned."Why do you need this secretary job?" he asked, ignoring my question. "I thought you were a nurse.""About that, I've decided not to venture back into nursing," I answered, and his closed eyes shot open. He looked at me, his back leaving the chair rest."What?" he asked, a tinge of disbelief in his voice.I gulped hard and nodded. "After what happened, I decided not to go back to that occupation. I'm still traumatized," I confessed."I guess there's no use for you, then," he said. "You can leave, and you don't need
EvaThelma's voice stopped me as I reached the door. "Eva, wait! What's going on? What's too late?"I hesitated, not wanting to explain. "Never mind, Thelma. I need to head out. Good night."Thelma's concerned expression lingered, but I didn't have time to reassure her. I rushed out of the apartment and hailed a cab, my heart racing with every passing minute as I hoped Lorenzo would give me a chance. I was relieved to find the city bustling with activity, a stark contrast to the quiet, dark nights of Wild Song Pack.As I arrived at the office building, I realized it was already closed. The security guard stood outside, vigilant, his arms crossed. He was about to enter inside to have his usual sleep when I quickly hurried to him."Sorry, miss. The building is closed. Nobody's inside," the security guard said brusquely as I approached him, not giving me a chance to explain.I pleaded with him, trying to appear pitiful and innocent. "Please, I need to get in. I have an urgent meeting wit
EvaAlpha Lorenzo?" I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here?"Lorenzo's gaze swept over me, his eyes narrowing as he took in my disheveled appearance. His expression was a mixture of surprise and disgust, as if he couldn't believe I was standing in front of him, looking like a mess."What am I doing here?" he repeated, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I think the better question is, what are you doing here, Eva?""It's not what you think, I swear!" I exclaimed, shaking my head, as I could read whatever he was thinking."Then, what are you doing here?" he asked again.I hesitated, unsure of how to explain things to him. "I… I just needed a place to stay for the night. I couldn't go back to my apartment."Lorenzo's eyes scanned the motel's lobby, his face twisting in distaste. "You can't be serious. This place is a dump."I felt a surge of defensiveness, but before I could respond, Lorenzo's grip on my wrist tightened. "What are you doing?" I asked, tryin
EvaAs I stood there, I felt a jolt of surprise as Lorenzo's arm reached behind me. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I sensed his movement, his arm brushing against my back. My eyes snapped shut, my mind racing with uncertainty. What was he doing? Why was his arm behind me?I held my breath, my heart skipping a beat as I waited for...something. Anything. But there was only silence, except for the sound of my own ragged breathing. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I wondered what he was still doing and what was happening.And then, I heard the faint sound of a bottle being moved, followed by the soft clink of glass on marble. My eyes flew open to find Lorenzo holding the olive oil, the stern look on his face still noticeable. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I realized I had misinterpreted his actions entirely.I scratched the back of my head, feeling nervous and embarrassed. "I thought...never mind," I muttered, looking away.Lorenzo raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement o
EvaI nodded, swallowing hard. "So, what would you like me to do?" I asked softly. "How would you like me to pleasure you? Do you want sex?"Lorenzo smirked as if amused by my words. "Wow, you're quick. I didn't expect you to guess so quickly, but aren't you moving a bit fast?""I'm sorry," I stammered as he took my hands and guided them around his waist. "I thought—""Remove it," he commanded, and I raised my gaze to meet his.So, this was what he desired. If it was a test, I was determined to give it my all, and I didn't care. I needed MONEY! It wasn't like someone else was going to help me—the only person who could was him, the powerful and authoritative Alpha Lorenzo standing right in front of me."What are you waiting for?" he asked, breaking me from my thoughts. "I told you to take it off."I nodded silently and slowly reached for the knot at the side. The moment my hand touched it, the towel unfurled and gracefully fell to the floor as if it had been waiting for someone's touch
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