DANTE'S POVThe news of the Griffith Alpha King's daughter's birthday celebration spread through our pack like wildfire.Everyone was talking about it, but no one was more excited than my mother. She stormed into my room, her face a mix of confusion and annoyance."Dante, why weren't we invited?" she asked, her voice sharp.I looked up from my book, raising an eyebrow. "How should I know, Mother? Maybe they just forgot about us."She wasn't satisfied with that answer. For the next hour, she paced my room, asking question after question. Why this, why that. It was enough to make my head spin.Finally, when I couldn't give her the answers she wanted, she made a decision that left me speechless. "We have to go," she announced, as if it was the most natural thing in the world."We weren't invited," I protested, putting my book down. "We can't just crash someone else's party. Especially not the Griffith's."She waved her hand casually. "It doesn't matter. We are going."I tried to persuade
ARIA'S POVThe party was in full swing, with laughter and music filling the air. I stood on the deck of the cruise ship, admiring the twinkling lights of the shore dancing on the water.It was indeed a perfect night for a party, and I felt a rush of joy in my heart.Suddenly, a dazzling display of colours exploded in the sky. I gasped, my eyes widening as fireworks painted the night in brilliant colours."So, what do you think?" Ryan's voice came from beside me, a hint of mischief in his tone.I turned to my brother, a smile spreading across my face. "I love it! It's absolutely beautiful."Ryan puffed out his chest, looking proud. "Well, you can thank Adam for that. But," he added quickly, "I helped too, you know. So maybe save a little gratitude for your other amazing brother?"I laughed, playfully hitting his arm. "You guys are going to make me cry, I swear.""Oh no, please don't," Ryan said, pretending to be horrified. "We can't have the birthday girl ruining her makeup. What would
DANTE'S POVThe room was filled with excitement, everyone on edge waiting for the big reveal. Then, like a bomb dropping, the Elder announced that the Griffith princess would no longer make an appearance. Just like that, the excitement went out of the room.I glanced at my mother, and boy, that was a mistake. Her face crumpled like a kid who had just been told Christmas was canceled. She started muttering and huffing, acting more like a teenager than a grown woman."Mother," I said, shaking my head in disbelief, "you really need to snap out of it. You're making a scene."She turned to face me, her eyes flashing. "Don't you get it, Dante? If we don't see the Griffith princess today, when will we? This was our chance!"I sighed, feeling a headache coming on. "Sabrina," I called to my sister, hoping for backup, "a little help here?"Sabrina just rolled her eyes. "Leave me out of it, Dante. I'm not getting in the middle of this drama."Great. Just great.I was about to try reasoning with
ARIA'S POVThe words hung in the air between us, heavy with unspoken past and hurt. I watched as emotions played out on Dante's face - surprise, anger, and something that looked a lot like pain.He opened and closed his mouth a few times, clearly struggling to find the right words. It was so unlike the confident, smooth-talking Dante I used to know.But then he squared his shoulders, his eyes hardening. "What matters is that you cheated on me, Aria. With him." He nodded in the direction where Adam was standing across the room."Cheated? Are you serious right now?"Before I could unleash the torrent of words I had been holding back, I caught sight of Adam over Dante's shoulder. He was walking towards us, his face filled with anger. I shook my head slightly, trying to signal him to stay back, but it was no use. He had this look on his face and I knew nothing was going to stop him."Dante," I said urgently, "you need to go. Now."Dante, as stubborn as always, stood his ground. "You have
DANTE'S POVI stood there, beyond shocked, as Linda's words echoed through the room. Part of me wanted to step in and put an end to this madness. But another part, the part still hurting from the insults and jealousy, held me back.Linda's voice broke the tense silence, each word filled with arrogance and spite. "Well, 'Adam'? Cat got your tongue? Or are you finally realizing that your little game is up?"I watched as Aria's face turned pale, her eyes darting between Adam and Linda. The man who claimed to be Adam Griffith just stood still, his jaw clenched tight."You know," Linda continued, her lips curling into a cruel smile, "Aria thinks she has managed to climb high the social ladder, but she's too dumb to know that she attached herself to some nobody pretending to be a somebody. How pathetic."I felt a rush of anger at her words. Aria might have hurt me, but she didn't deserve this public humiliation. I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could, Linda pressed on.She turned to
DANTE'S POVI felt shock, confusion, and yes, a hint of jealousy. The Blood Moon Club was legendary. The Griffiths created it.Linda basked in our surprised looks. "Oh, you know," she said casually, "I have my ways.”Mother's eyes were shining with pride. "Linda, darling, this is... this is incredible. Do you know what this could mean for us?"I watched as Linda's smile turned into a cunning expression. "Oh, I know exactly what it means," she said smoothly. "It means that little Miss Aria isn't the only one with connections."As the family gathered around Linda, showering her with attention and asking her questions about the invitation, I felt uneasy.There was something in Linda's eyes, a glint of triumph that went beyond just receiving a sought-after invitation."Linda," I said slowly, my voice cutting through the excited chatter. "What exactly did you have to do to get that invitation?"She turned to me, her smile widening. "Now, now, Dante," she scolded. "A lady never reveals all
DANTE'S POVThe day of the Blood Moon Club gathering had finally come.I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie for what felt like the hundredth time. My best suit, dark as midnight, fit like a glove, and I had to admit, I looked good.A knock at the door made me turn. "Dante? Are you ready?" Linda's voice called out.I opened the door and was taken aback. Linda looked stunning in a deep red dress that hugged her curves. She smiled, her eyes sparkling as she assessed me from head to toe.“Well, you certainly look presentable," she said with a playful wink."You don't look too bad yourself," I replied with a smile.A slight blush coloured her cheeks. "Thanks. Come on, we don't want to be late.”She linked her arm through mine as we walked to the car. Once we were both inside, I turned to her. “Linda, I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you absolutely sure that this invitation of yours is legit?"She laughed, a light sound that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Trust me, we're
DANTE'S POV"I believe I was invited," Aria said calmly. "Unlike some people."I winced at the remark, knowing it would only anger Linda more.Sure enough, Linda's laugh was harsh and bitter as it cut through the murmurs of the guests."Oh please," Linda snapped, her face red with anger. "We all know that you are just here to stir up trouble. Haven't you done enough damage already?”The surrounding guests began to whisper, their eyes shifting back and forth between Linda and Aria."Linda," I whispered, grabbing her arm. "That's enough. You should think about why we are here."She shook me off, her eyes fierce. "No, Dante. I am tired of her always showing up, always acting so full of herself. She needs to be put in her place.”Aria raised an eyebrow, her voice filled with disdain. "And I suppose you think you are the one to put me in it?”"You think you've won, don't you?" Linda shot back. "Well, let me tell you something, sweetheart. I am sure everyone here knows the truth about you.