*ROSALIE—APARTMEN* Lucinda was sitting on the couch, she was staring at the TV in front of her. Her mind was completely blank, and she couldn't bring herself to think about anything. The death of her elder sister, Tinsely had hit her hard, and she was still battling to come to terms with it.However, it was pointless. At that moment, Rosalie came out of the kitchen, and she was seen, carrying a tray of food. “Lucinda, it's time to eat. You need to take care of yourself, okay?” Rosalie said, hoping she would listen to her as she placed the tray on the coffee table."I'm not hungry, Rosalia,” Lucinda replied coldly, and her voice barely above a whisper.Rosalie sighed deep, walking to her and she sat next to Lucinda on the couch. “You can't keep doing this to yourself, Lucinda. You are hurting yourself, huh? Tinsley wouldn't want you to stop living your life, do you hear me?” Rosalie says and she places a comforting hand on Lucinda's shoulder.Lucinda immediately looked at her, bu
*LORENZO’s–MANSION, Midnight* It was past midnight, and Lorenzo was tossing on his bed restlessly, he was unable to find any ease in sleep. The unmistakable pull of the mate bond twitched at his heart string, luring him closer to his mate, but he knew he couldn't meet her. He could not talk her, touch her, or feel her and its all because of Tems. He made a bitter promise to him, and it loomed over him like a dark shadow, preventing them from being together.In a fit of annoyance, Lorenzo clenched his fists in deep frustration, he was feeling utterly vulnerable in this impossible situation. He had vowed to Tems that he would stay away from Tinsley, but now, he found himself torn between his loyalty to his brother and his longing to be with his true mate.In a fit of anger, Lorenzo couldn't prevent himself any longer so he lashed out, sailing of the bed swiftly. He walked to the wall, and delivered a speedy kick to the wall out of outrage. Just as his foot made contact with the wal
*LORENZO’s–MANSION, 1hr later* The morning sun gracefully jetted through the parted white silk curtains, spreading out a courteous glow as Tinsely stepped briskly into the room. “The fuck!” she groaned, closing her eyes as she recalled how Lorenzo had dealt with his brother. To be honest, she feels extremely confused and doesn't know how to fix the pieces. Why does she feel Lorenzo is hiding something from her and has been acting strangely? Why is he distancing himself from her? Why this? Why that?! Fuck, she has a lot of questions and answers too. Tinsely roughen her head, it was becoming messy and she knew she had to cool off. So, she decided to pay Rosalie and Lucinda a visit. Not to forget to mention, she hasn't visited them ever since the accident in the burnt house. According to Spencer whom she had contacted a day before, they both already knew she was alive. She was also glad to know that her sister, Lucinda recovered and had been discharged from the hospital. “I n
*ROSALIE’s—APARTMENT* It was late towards evening, and Tinsley was still at Rosalie’s place as she spent time with them. Currently, she is sitting on the couch with her Rosalie and Lucinda, they are engaged in a lively discussion. All through the day, they spent time together, sharing stories and thoughts together on various issues.While they busily chatted together, Tinsley's face suddenly turned gloomy, and Rosalie noticed. “What is wrong, Tinsely?” She asked, concerned. Tinsely looked down at her fingers, fiddling them as she muttered, “There is something I wanna say about Lorenzo that's bothering me.” Lucinda's heart skipped when she heard that name, and her face hardened. “What is it?” Rosalie asked Tinsely, and she placed her hand comfortingly on her shoulder. “Well, I have been noticing something strange about Lorenzo lately. I mean, It feels like he's been acting differently toward me and it's annoying." Tinsely rolled her eyes. Rosalie frowned slightly, leaning forw
Therein, Jeannette put on a mischievous grin playing on her lips as she walked towards Lorenzo's table. Her slow footsteps reverberated through the office room, making her way straight to his table, her intentions clear and vivid. Lorenzo was still staring darkly at her, his expression morphing into one of wrath upon seeing Jeannette's presence which looks irritating. Angrily he clenched his jaw tightly, yet pursued to maintain his control over his emotions."What are you doing here?" he snarled at her, his voice trickling with restrained outrage.Jeannette, undeterred by Lorenzo's animosity, leaned against his desk, her eyes locked onto him. She blink her eyelashes playfully, an indication of seduction in her voice as she replied, "Oh, Lorenzo, don't be so cold to me. I'm here to make you feel good, okay, and to please you if give me a chance."“What?” Lorenzo's raised his brows at her, his nostrils flared with ire, but Jeanette smiled. Lorenzo sighed as he controlled himself, sp
“What do you mean Lorenzo?” Tinsely asked him through teary eyes, and when he tried to touch her, she moved backward. Right now, their relationship hanging in the balance and the tension between them was discernible, and Lorenzo knew he had to say something. Taking a deep breath, he said to her with a heavy heart. “I... I didn't mean it that way... "Lorenzo," Tinsely's voice cracked, it was already trembling as she asked him. "What do you mean by taking a break? Are you... rejecting me? Are you breaking up things with me? Lorenzo's eyes dimmed with concern as he saw the tears welling up in Tinsely's eyes, and he felt bad for hurting her feelings. He urgently replied to her, "No, Tinsley, that's not what I meant at all, okay? I didn't express myself properly, and I'm sorry if I hurt you."“Then what do you mean?!” Tinsely shouted at her him as her heart ached, she was struggling to understand his words. She felt a mix of emotions right now; confusion, sadness, and a deep fear of
It was morning, and Lucinda gradually opened her eyes, and immediately the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains and casting a warm glow on the room hit her face. Blinking her eyes as the remnants of sleep slipped away from her, her gaze shifted to the figure lying next to her. Xavier. “What!” A mutter slipped out of her lips, and her heart skipped a tornado of beats as her mind strumbled to process the scene before her. Xavier lay there, next to her, his bare skin glistening in the soft glow of the sun, a placid expression on his face. “No, no, no, no,” she tensed up, a jolt of panic run through her body as she realized what had happened between the previous night.She has made him bed with her, she was the one who made the first move... Gasping aloud, Lucinda's memories flooded back, and her cheeks redden with embarrassment. It had been a night of capricious passion, fueled by a mixture of emotions, cravings, desires, and a touch of recklessness. She had made the bol
*STAR-BUCKS CAFE* The quaint café buzzed with the gentle hum of chats of the people, clattering cutlery, chaperoned by the aroma of freshly brewed coffee looming through the air. The pale ray of the morning sun jetted through the windows, radiating amiable rays onto the patrons dispersed across the comfortable space.In a confidential niche closer to the window, Lorenzo was sitting with his barren eyes looking at the passing pedestrians outside. Seated opposite him him was Lucinda who reluctantly joined him, her expression was mirroring a mixture of discomfort and resentment. She despised Lorenzo so much, and the fact that he, her rapist, was now mated to her own sister only stepped up her contempt for him.Lorenzo turned his head to Lucinda, intently breaking the uneasy silence. "Lucinda, I wanted to talk to you about what happened all those years ago," he said, his voice filled with a mix of tension and genuine curiosity.Lucinda's eyes narrowed, and she let out a bitter chuckle
The full moon lingerie high in the night sky, radiating a silvery sheen over the clearing where the after-party for Tinsley and Lorenzo's coronation as Luna and Alpha was in full swing. The air was filled with gleeful laughter, music blaring in the air, and the scent of celebration. The pack members had gathered, enthusiastic to honor their new leaders and revel with them in their victory.Xavier, David, and Spencer, even Rosalie we're in the spot, they stood around the table where the center of the festivities was going on. They chatting happily, clutching their wines in their hand as they exchanged a few whispers.Xavier raised his glass and grinned. "To Tinsley and Lorenzo, our new Alpha and Luna of the pack! Long may they reign!" He hollered. “Cheers!” David and Spencer chorused, joining in the toast as they clink their glasses together. “It's time to dance, I wanna dance,” Rosalie giggled as she pulled Spencer with her. “Oh boy, I guess we are the single one then,” Xavier
*THE SEA—PORT* After some minutes, Lorenzo arrived at the seaport and he hurriedly stepped out of his car. His heart beating with deep anticipation, he just couldn't wait to confront Tems and rescue Tinsley. Walking through the abandoned area, a creepy breeze hung in the air and the ominous silence hovered. The spooky scenery heightened his sense of urgency, and he exacerbated his senses. All of a sudden, he caught sight of Honey who was standing a few feet away from him. She was chewing gum bitchily, and was putting on a sensual smile. Lorenzo's face hardened as he approach her with cautious steps, uncertain of her true intentions. When their eyes locked, he saw the flicker of lust flash through them. “Well, well, well, look who we have here,” Honey purr with mischievous eyes, walking in a circle around him. Then she stopped in her track, right in front of him as she said, “It has been a long time, Alpha.” “Why are you doing this?” Lorenzo asked meanly. “Because you neve
*LORENZO’s MANSION* It was a beautiful morning as Lorenzo woke up from his deep slumber, but the morning wasn't beautiful to him as he sat on his bed. He was fucking worried about Tinsely, his mind buzzing as he wondered where she could be. He had searched through the city, he left everything unturned and he sent his men to join the search too. But it all ended up with no result to show for it, she wasn't found and his heart was worrying immensely. The room was shimmering from the sun ray which was greeted by the morning sun screening through the curtains of his bedroom. Blinking away a scrap of sleep, Lorenzo stretched out his limbs and yawned softly, feeling exhausted from their search party yesterday. Just as he swung his legs over the rim of the bed, his gaze fell upon the alarm clock on his bedside table. It read 8:00 am, ascertaining that it was indeed morning. Hence. Lorenzo stood up, and he made his way to the bathroom. He needed to freshen up. Stepping inside, the c
*TEMS—PENTHOUSE* It was exactly noon when Tinsley woke up from her unconsciousness, she was feeling particularly messy, disoriented, and groggy. Finally, she regained consciousness, and her eyes grew widened shockingly when she saw Tems! He was lying next to her on the bed, and she attempt to move away quickly from him. However, her actions were terminated abruptly and she realized she was chained to the bed with her limbs constrained. “What!” A wave of panic, fear, and desperation to flee overcome Tinsley as she started screaming. “Somebody please help! Help me!” She was crying hysterically, and shouting for help. Her voice was resounding through the room, and that had stirred Tems from his nap. His eyes slowly blinked open, and a twisted grin crept on his face as he gazed obsessively as he enjoyed seeing her screaming in terror.“Hey, baby, what's wrong?” He asked, and he sat up on his butt. He tried you touch her, but she spits at his face. “Don't you dare touch me!” She s
It was a freezing morning as Jeannette walked briskly through the street, she couldn't wait to get home yet. After everything happened to Lorenzo, she had decided to lay low for now. The early morning haze swung in the air, summing up with an ominous atmosphere to the surroundings. Jeannette held her bag tightly, and she constricted her coat around her. Her footsteps reverberated against the pavement as she scurried towards her house which a few walks away.Just as Jeannette veered around a corner onto her street, a feeling of relief washed over her as soon as she saw her house a few blocks away. Finallyshe arrived at her house, and Jeannette fumble with her keys. Her breath were creating perceptible puffs of fog in the chilly air. Hence, she swung the door open, and stepped inside before shutting out the cold world behind her.Jeannette ambled to the couch, but she didn't sit as she struggled to remove her coat first. She could not even register her surroundings for a moment.
*ROSALIE’s APARTMENT* It was late in the evening, and the sun was just seeing below the horizon. Tinsley was walking through the streets, her face was pale and she was looking ragged. A few minutes later, she arrived finally at Rosalie’s apartment and she slowly opened the front door. Her body was dangling with weariness and her eyes filled with grief. Just as she stepped inside the living room, the aroma of freshly baked cookies swirled her nose as it flowed from the kitchen. Tinsely stomach crumbled hungrily, and at that moment, she knew she hadn't eaten since morning. Closing the door behind her, Rosalie scampered out of the kitchen with concern inscribed on her face.“You are back! Where have you been since last night? I was fucking worried about you, best!” Rosalie said worriedly, and she opened her arms wide. Tinsely wrapped her hands around tightly, then she rested her head on Rosalie’s shoulder. “I'm always fine, you don't have to worry about me, okay?” Tinsely softly
*LORENZO’s–MANSION* It was a luminous morning, and the sun was seeping into the room through the window. Tinsely gradually opened her eyes, and she quickly sat up when she realized she was sleeping on a bed that wasn't her own. A wave id confusion flashed on her face, and it was quickly replaced with shock as she recognized she was lying next to a man. Tems! “What!” A wild gasp fled out her lips, her heart was racing as she tried to comprehend what had exactly happened.Rosalia’s apartment... The bar... Startled by Tinsely’s sudden awakening, Tems stirred up from his slumber. Seeing her sitting up next to him, he smiled warmly ad he attempted to reach out and touch her. “Don't touch me!” Tinsely snapped, recoiling from his touch she slapped his hand off. Tems frowned, he tried again to touch her but she pushed him away their time with force."No! No! This can't be happening! This can't be happening to me!!!” Tinsely cried, her voice sounding whispering. Her entire body was t
*ROSALIE’s—APARTMENT* It was night already when Tinsley gradually regained her consciousness as her eyes fluttered open. A slight mix of confusion blurred her mind as she tried to make sense of her surroundings, she was inside a dimly lit room... As she looked around, she saw she was inside Rosalie’s room. Rosalie was sitting on the bed beside her, she was sleeping but with concerned expression on her face.Somehow, she stirred up from her sleep and she shockingly exclaimed, “Tinsley!" Her voice was buttered with both relief and worry as she moved closer, and immediately drew Tinsley in a a tight hug, holding her body close. “Thank goodness! You're awake, you don't know how much I've been so worried about you."Tinsley's head was still reeling, and her heart was racing rapidly as she struggled to put the whole piece together of what had happened. Reazling that, her eyes widened as she spoke in her trembling the voice which was barely above a whisper. “Tell me, Rosalie, is it tr
The morning rays gently screened through the window, and it was radiating a soft shimmer upon Tinsley's face. All of a sudden she stirred up, her eyes were deeply red and swollen from the tears she shed last night. The weight of the event settled heavily in her heart and her soul is crushed. In a slow motion, Tinsely stood to her feet and then she walked towards the window, her steps are quiet and mild. Getting to the window, she pulled the white curtains aside as she gazed cityscape before her.Lost in her mess thoughts, she continued staring silently at the scuttling streets below with her mind filled with the memories of the party. The consequence of it all felt stifling, and she yearned for a moment of peace amidst the disarray that had gobbled her life.An hour later, Tinsely still stood at the window, trying to sought comfort in her silent contemplation. Unexpectedly, the door of her room swung open, and Rosalie flew in, her face filled with intensity. "Rosalie?" Tinsley