"Leto, what are we going to do?" Celeste whispered to him.
The VIP Package that was delivered to the nightclub was why Leto and Celeste became Kennedy Strauss' bodyguards. The package was Princess Henrietta of the third realm and the only living successor of King Ozigus. It was a realm filled with various species but the shapeshifters' most prominent species.
The bodyguards escorted Princess Henrietta to one room and waited for the main event to start. The Princess didn't look like she recognized Leto and Celeste since she had never seen them, but she could have felt the aura radiating from the two elite bodyguards.
"Leto!" Celeste shook Leto as he remained rooted to the ground.
"I don't know," Leto breathed out. "There are too many of them against us both. She has been drugged. She wouldn't be able to hold her shape-shifting for long with that drug in her body."
He was right. They had to find a way to break the Princess out of the club. Kennedy St
After talking to Leto and Celeste, Brandon didn't put any high hope about them getting the black book for him in return for him keeping his mouth shut. Worse of all, he didn't mean to use Celeste's ability.Brandon rejoined the meeting and stood nearby the exit as instructed by one of the senior bodyguards. Celeste was standing next to Leto as their eyes fixated on the stage. The way they were looking at the girl on the stage was troubling the Gamma. Their eyes suggested they knew the girl on the stage.At the moment someone raised the bid to ten million, his head snapped in the direction of the bidder. It was too dark from where the bidder was sitting, and Brandon couldn't get a better look at his face. Leto was looking at the same bidder as if he could see the bidder despite the darkness.
# Brandon's memory “To serve as a Gamma and an Enforcer is a big honor,” Elliot told him after his training for the day had concluded. Brandon was no older than seventeen and was undergoing his four-year training in the Council with the future Alpha, Cohen, and the future Beta, Liam. “Sure, Gamma is lower than an Alpha and Beta, but a Gamma is the voice of the pack,” His superior went on as they walked side by side. “A Gamma is the closest ranking officer to those below him. Of course, the system changed nowadays. Anyone could talk to the Alpha and the Beta directly. But, Gamma is still the representative of the pack members. He must have a tight relationship with everyone because not everyone is brave enough to talk to Alpha
# Celeste's memory "Freak!" The large kid yelled at her face. "You're a freak!" Other kids followed. She pressed her palms against her ears with the hope of obstructing their insult from entering her brain. Every day was the same. They called her a freak. They called her many bad names. She couldn't fight them off. The Master would get mad if she fought them. All she could do was sit in the corner, pressing her palms on her ears, and just hoped they would leave her alone. She didn't ask to be born this way. She didn't ask to have blue hair. She hated it. She hated it so much that she couldn't face her own reflection in the mirror. She cut her hair off because she hated having it.
"The black book you gave to us is really helpful," Vincent said, popping up a bottle of beer and handing it to Brandon. "It had been two days since you holed up here."For two days, Brandon had been racking his brain inside out. He knew Celeste was a shapeshifter who could take the form of a bird, but he didn't expect that she had other abilities. Brandon still had the sample he collected from the nightclub."Is that a real diamond?" Brandon pointed to the glass vial containing a broken piece of the diamond dome that Celeste created to shield him and the waitress from the explosion.Not only did she shield them, but she also contained the blast radius. There were no casualties, but the damages were severe. The nightclub was in pieces."Yes, a hundred percent," Vincent replied, patting the brown file next to the glass vial. "I'd guess that's how she got her surname. Celeste Diamond."
Celeste sat on the chair next to the dining table while Brandon went into the kitchen to fetch a drink for her. Although he had a vague idea of what she wanted to say, Brandon could see that she was still contemplating her own decision."If you're not feeling comfortable talking about it, you don't have to force yourself," Brandon said, putting a glass of orange juice in front of her. "It seemed you're still hurt.""I have something to show you," Celeste replied, reaching for the bandage on her right arm.She undid the bandage, revealing an arm covered in diamonds. She still couldn't control her power after overusing it, causing it to revert to diamonds every now and then. She undid the other bandage on her left arm and neck, showing the instability of her power.
He said it.There was no taking back. The words left his mouth. All that was left was his pride on the verge of shattering. Brandon looked at Celeste, frowning when he realized she was biting her lips. It took everything in him from kissing her again, just to punish her for biting her lips.But then, her strong scent of roses almost broke Brandon's control.He retreated away from her, closing his nose. He couldn't breathe Celeste's scent more than he had to. Right now, her scent had filled the living room, and Brandon could feel his wolf was clawing its way out. Having an Alpha wolf made it even more, harder to control."D-Dante..." Celeste stuttered, looking surprised at his sudden action.Brandon covered his mouth with his hands as he felt his canines elongate. His wolf was far too close to the surface. "Sorry. I didn't mean to confess and retreat away from you like you were so
"Where to?" The driver asked after Celeste hopped into the back passenger's seat.She leaned against her seat as she answered, "Back to the apartment."There was nothing she could do about Dante for now. He bolted out of the house after confessing that he liked her. Although Celeste felt hurt by his sudden action, somehow, she still wanted to give him a chance to explain himself. There had to be a reason why Dante did it.The worst part of all, Celeste's power synced with Dante's presence as if he was the answer to stabilize her power. It had never happened before, but certainly, she could feel it. She could feel Dante's presence resonated with hers. It was still too early to conclude it.But then something else hit her like a truck. Celeste forgot that Dante was a werewolf and that his previous action was because of her. Her heart thumped against her chest as she realized another thing. 
Vincent returned to the safe house and noticed there was nobody in it. The I.V drip was still hanging on the rack, but the needle was coated in blood as if someone forcibly pulled it out. Although the situation pointed that something had happened, Vincent chose not to think negatively. Even though Brandon was still in his rut, there was no way someone could defeat him easily. He had undergone numerous training during his days in the Council. Brandon was practically a killing machine if he desired to be.Nothing was indicating that he was attacked in the room. The safe house was fully reinforced and soundproofed. But the motion sensors in the perimeter had logged an intruder's presence a few minutes ago. Vincent sat down and typed on the keyboard, mapping the intruder's movement."The intruder had followed Brandon's tracks," he said to himself before an alert appeared on the screen.Something had happened in the west wing