ELIANAI yanked my attention back to Axel, trying to shake off the haunting image of the woman's sorrowful face. My mind, however, lingered on the painting, wondering about its significance and the story behind it. I forced myself to focus on Axel, his irritated expression a stark contrast to the emotions the painting had stirred within me.The scent that filled the room was unmistakably his, a familiar and comforting aroma that seemed to envelop me. Despite the palpable tension that hung in the air, the familiarity of his presence was a balm to my senses, making me feel like I was exactly where I was meant to be. The combination of his scent and the tension created a sense of anticipation, like the calm before a storm.The anger and irritation still simmered beneath the surface of his expression, but he managed to temper it slightly as he posed the questions. His voice was low and even, yet laced with a hint of accusation. "Why did your father call you back, and why did you marry
AXELHer words sounded rehearsed, a practiced speech delivered with a convincing tone, but I wasn't buying it. She spoke with a sincerity that seemed almost too good to be true, a facade that hid the truth. I knew Cannis had already filled me in on the details, and her story didn't match what I knew. The disconnect between her words and the truth was like a jarring note, and I couldn't help but feel like she was hiding something.Her face fell, a disheartening expression washing over her features like a dark cloud. It was clear she could tell I wasn't buying what she was selling, and the realization seemed to deflate her. Her plan, whatever it was, was unraveling before her eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction at the sight of her disappointment. The look on her face was a perfect reflection of her failed attempt to deceive me, and I reveled in the small victory.I took a deep breath, my gaze locked onto hers, and I could feel the familiar spark of ange
ELIANAAs he spoke, each word felt like a weight dropping into the depths of my soul, making my heart sink further with every passing moment. The stern expression on his face was a mask, one that revealed nothing, not even a glimmer of empathy. I had expected...more. I had hoped that he would listen, that he would care about the stories I'd shared, about the pain my father had inflicted upon me. But his indifference was a cold, harsh reality. He didn't seem to care that I'd been treated like a slave, that my life had been one of servitude and hardship. The words he spoke were simple, yet they cut deep, piercing my already wounded heart like knives. "I will do as you say, Alpha. We don't know each other, and I only work for you." I spoke the words, but they felt like ash in my mouth, bitter and hollow.His words hung in the air, a subtle warning that seemed to vibrate with unspoken consequences. "You wouldn't want to do otherwise," he said, his tone low and even, yet somehow menacin
AXELAs the door closed behind her, I justified her fate to myself. My eyes remained fixed on the empty space, my mind eerily blank, as if the void in front of me had sucked out all thought.I drew a deep breath, the unexpected turn of events catching me off guard.My prey had turned out to be a captivating prize, her beauty illuminated under the moon's gentle glow. Yet, with thirty days to secure my objective, I was resolute in my commitment to my father and myself – every word spoken would be binding, every promise made would be fulfilled.The knock at the door soured my expression, and I assumed it was Eliana on the other side. The scowl on my face was a reflex, born from the knowledge that seeing her would only prolong the mental image of her that I was trying to shake."Come in," I said, my voice detached. The door creaked open, and my furrowed brow relaxed slightly as I saw Tom standing there, his face etched with concern. The look in his eyes was enough to tell me that somethi
AXELMy eyes widened in shock as I stared at him, incredulous. "How is that possible?" I demanded, my voice laced with skepticism. I thought back to the precautions I'd taken, ensuring the Shakhar altar was heavily guarded. "I made sure it was secure," I added, my mind racing with questions."When did this happen?" I asked Tom, who met my gaze with a somber expression. His face told me he was well aware of the significance of the altar, and the weight of the news hung heavily between us."Last night, Alpha," Tom replied, his voice grave. I pressed him for more information, my mind racing with possibilities. "Is there any clue who did this?" I asked, knowing that the destruction of the altar was no accident. The question hung in the air, and I felt my thoughts spinning out of control as I tried to pinpoint the culprit."We need to go check it out," I took a step forward, but Tom's hand on my arm stopped me. "I don't think we should rush back without a plan or knowing who did this and
Elaina“Aaaaaaaah.”I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat as I sat up with a start, my heart racing. The nightmare still lingered, its darkness clinging to me like a shroud. I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that lingered long after I woke up.I stood up, my hand clutching my head as if trying to hold in the thoughts that swirled chaotically. "What could it possibly mean?" I repeated to myself, the echoes of the nightmare still resonating deep within me. The uncertainty was maddening.The same nightmare, the same wolf. A sudden realization hit me, and my eyes widened as a single thought crystallized in my mind. "Maybe it's trying to tell me that my so-called calm father is on the chase for me again," I muttered aloud, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. "Yes, that's it. Maybe that's the interpretation of the dream." I guess so.The fear that gripped me in the dream felt...different. It was a primal, visceral terror that seemed to seep into my bones. I knew my father w
ELIANAAlesia's suggestion sparked a flurry of questions in my mind, and I found myself replaying the memory of the wolves. Yes, the smaller one was undoubtedly my father, but the larger wolf's presence lingered, haunting me with an uncanny sense of familiarity. Its features seemed etched in my memory, yet I couldn't quite grasp the connection. The wolf's piercing gaze, its rugged coat, and the way it moved with a quiet confidence all resonated deep within me, echoing a memory that remained just out of reach. As I struggled to place it, a shiver ran down my spine, leaving me with more questions than answers. Who was this mysterious wolf, and why did it feel so... familiar?"I don't quite remember what his wolf looks like," I replied, my mind racing as I tried to conjure up a mental image. I had seen his wolf form before, specifically during that trip when we went to collect the portion together. But for some reason, the memory remained elusive, taunting me with its absence. Frustr
AXELAs I stepped through the entrance of the magnificent lycan building, I couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment and frustration. The journey back to my pack had finally come to an end, but I was returning empty-handed, without fulfilling the purpose that had driven me to leave in the first place. I made a silent promise to myself as I walked in, "I promised Father I would keep it," I repeated, the words echoing in my mind like a mantra.As I entered the area where I expected to find the asshole and the rest of my deltas, I was met with an unsettling sight. The room was in disarray, and the atmosphere was thick with tension. But what caught my attention was the absence of the one person I had expected to see - my unknown goddess forbidden being. He was nowhere to be found, and a part of me wasn't surprised. I scanned the room, my eyes searching for any sign of my deltas, the ones who were supposed to be loyal and by my side. But to my surprise, most of them were nowhere
ELIANAThings were different between us now, but it hadn't been a fairytale. Even after all this time, I still felt a surge of protectiveness towards her that was both infuriating and undeniable. It was as if my instincts had been hardwired to shield her from harm, no matter how much logic screamed otherwise. The memories of it lingered, refusing to be extinguished by the passing of time or the complications that had grown between us. Every glance, every word, every shared moment seemed to tug at the threads of a bond that neither of us fully understood. And yet, despite the depth of these feelings, the reality was far from perfect. Life had a way of testing our resolve, of pushing us to confront the parts of our relationship that were fragile, frayed, or broken. Still, the protectiveness remained—a stubborn, maddening part of me that refused to let go.If I ask you ‘if you were in my shoes what will you do?’ of course I know what your response will be.If I were in your shoes, I'
ELIANALife had spiraled out of control, descending into a chaotic mess that seemed to worsen with each passing day. But the most unbearable part was the weight of Axel's disdain, a palpable force that pierced my very soul. It wasn't as though we had ever been close or even particularly fond of each other; in fact, I had always gotten the sense that he tolerated me at best.Yet, there was something about the way he looked at me now that was different. The disdain had always been there, simmering just below the surface, but now it had erupted into full-blown hatred. His eyes, once perhaps just cold or indifferent, now burned with an intensity that made my skin crawl. Every glance was like a dagger to the heart, a reminder that I had somehow managed to incur his wrath.As I navigated the treacherous landscape of our relationship, I couldn't help but wonder what had triggered this shift. Had I unknowingly crossed a line? Had something I did or said sparked this fierce animosity? The ques
AXELI had returned to the Moon Light Pack's territory, determined to get justice for the heinous act that an asshole had been committed against me. The pack's healer, had taken me under her wing and shared some valuable tips on how to catch the perpetrator. With her guidance, I felt a sense of empowerment and determination wash over me.words echoed in my mind as I walked through the forest, the moonlight casting eerie shadows on the trees. "The key to catching this individual lies in understanding their motivations and patterns," she had said. "You must be vigilant and observant, paying attention to every detail, no matter how small it may seem."I took her advice to heart, my senses on high alert as I navigated the familiar terrain. I noticed the way the trees creaked in the wind, the sound of distant howling, and the faint scent of damp earth. Every detail was etched into my memory, and I was determined to use this information to track down the jerk who had done me wrong.As I wal
ELIANAIt's been ages since I last laid eyes on Axel, and the absence has left me with this lingering curiosity that's been nagging at me for what feels like an eternity. I find myself constantly wondering where he's been hiding, what adventures he's been on, and what secrets he's uncovered since we last saw each other. The not knowing is almost maddening, like a puzzle with a missing piece that I just can't seem to complete. My mind wanders to all the possibilities - is he traveling around packs, chasing sunsets and making memories with new people? He doesn’t seem like someone that has the chance for such. Or is he cozied up in some quiet corner, pouring his heart and soul into a new project? The questions swirl around in my head like a vortex, each one leading to more and more scenarios. I imagine him laughing with old friends, making new ones, and maybe even meeting someone special who gets to see and enjoy the stern, charming side of him that I've grown so fond of. The though
AXELTom's voice cut through the air, his question directed at the healer. 'Moonlight pack?' he repeated, seeking clarification. The healer nodded in response, and Tom's gaze shifted to me, his expression turning serious. I offered a nod of gratitude to the healer, my voice sincere. “Thank you very much, Healer,” I said, showing appreciation for her efforts. With that, the healer took their leave, departing from the room with a quiet efficiency. Meanwhile, my frustration simmered just below the surface. The Deltas might have been physically healed from the portion, but their memories remained stubbornly elusive. It was as if their minds had erected a wall, blocking out the traumatic events that had transpired. I felt like I was staring into a void, searching for answers that refused to surface. The more I thought about it, the more my anger grew. Why couldn't they remember? What was their mind protecting them from? And how were we supposed to move forward without knowing what had h
AXELAs I stepped through the entrance of the magnificent lycan building, I couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment and frustration. The journey back to my pack had finally come to an end, but I was returning empty-handed, without fulfilling the purpose that had driven me to leave in the first place. I made a silent promise to myself as I walked in, "I promised Father I would keep it," I repeated, the words echoing in my mind like a mantra.As I entered the area where I expected to find the asshole and the rest of my deltas, I was met with an unsettling sight. The room was in disarray, and the atmosphere was thick with tension. But what caught my attention was the absence of the one person I had expected to see - my unknown goddess forbidden being. He was nowhere to be found, and a part of me wasn't surprised. I scanned the room, my eyes searching for any sign of my deltas, the ones who were supposed to be loyal and by my side. But to my surprise, most of them were nowhere
ELIANAAlesia's suggestion sparked a flurry of questions in my mind, and I found myself replaying the memory of the wolves. Yes, the smaller one was undoubtedly my father, but the larger wolf's presence lingered, haunting me with an uncanny sense of familiarity. Its features seemed etched in my memory, yet I couldn't quite grasp the connection. The wolf's piercing gaze, its rugged coat, and the way it moved with a quiet confidence all resonated deep within me, echoing a memory that remained just out of reach. As I struggled to place it, a shiver ran down my spine, leaving me with more questions than answers. Who was this mysterious wolf, and why did it feel so... familiar?"I don't quite remember what his wolf looks like," I replied, my mind racing as I tried to conjure up a mental image. I had seen his wolf form before, specifically during that trip when we went to collect the portion together. But for some reason, the memory remained elusive, taunting me with its absence. Frustr
Elaina“Aaaaaaaah.”I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat as I sat up with a start, my heart racing. The nightmare still lingered, its darkness clinging to me like a shroud. I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that lingered long after I woke up.I stood up, my hand clutching my head as if trying to hold in the thoughts that swirled chaotically. "What could it possibly mean?" I repeated to myself, the echoes of the nightmare still resonating deep within me. The uncertainty was maddening.The same nightmare, the same wolf. A sudden realization hit me, and my eyes widened as a single thought crystallized in my mind. "Maybe it's trying to tell me that my so-called calm father is on the chase for me again," I muttered aloud, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. "Yes, that's it. Maybe that's the interpretation of the dream." I guess so.The fear that gripped me in the dream felt...different. It was a primal, visceral terror that seemed to seep into my bones. I knew my father w
AXELMy eyes widened in shock as I stared at him, incredulous. "How is that possible?" I demanded, my voice laced with skepticism. I thought back to the precautions I'd taken, ensuring the Shakhar altar was heavily guarded. "I made sure it was secure," I added, my mind racing with questions."When did this happen?" I asked Tom, who met my gaze with a somber expression. His face told me he was well aware of the significance of the altar, and the weight of the news hung heavily between us."Last night, Alpha," Tom replied, his voice grave. I pressed him for more information, my mind racing with possibilities. "Is there any clue who did this?" I asked, knowing that the destruction of the altar was no accident. The question hung in the air, and I felt my thoughts spinning out of control as I tried to pinpoint the culprit."We need to go check it out," I took a step forward, but Tom's hand on my arm stopped me. "I don't think we should rush back without a plan or knowing who did this and