Wolvin:My uncle’s warning had left us frightened about what would happen when he found out that not only was my brother in love with a fine woman from a pack, but I had my eyes on someone very special as well.I hid in the bushes of the Furious Fang pack, staring at the beautiful princess in the ga
Genevieve:As dinner ended, Kit rushed back to the room. I knew she had been holding back tears the whole time. She didn’t even eat properly. Emre only ate to avoid feeling weak, while I just played with my food the entire time. The only ones truly eating were the couple in love.“You can go ahead.
Genevieve: I was taken back to my room after she finished her walk. I didn’t understand the purpose of it, but I guess she was concerned that her mate had brought me here, or maybe she thought I had come back for him.“Where were you? Why did she stop you?” Emre jumped in, bombarding me with questi
Genevieve: After we finished breakfast, I was asked to follow Wolvin while the others were sent with the guards. I remained silent. There was so much bubbling inside me that I feared if I opened my mouth, I might end up shedding some tears. And I didn't want to look weak in front of him or Emre. O
Wolvin: “What is it? Get out of my way,” I hissed at her, gently pushing her with my forearm, but she insisted on staying in my path.“Why would I? Why do you keep avoiding me? What is it that you see in your friend that you haven't seen in me?” she questioned aggressively, frowning at me for not a
Genevieve: “Finch!” The door opened, and Wolvin finally got up to walk over to his handyman. He reached him, standing beside him and wrapping his arm around his shoulder. Finch was watching me with shock-filled eyes.“Don’t worry, she knows,” Wolvin patted his shoulder and let him inside. Finch was
Wolvin: “I want to come with you!” Aubry yelled, trying to match my pace as I hastily tried to get away from her. I wondered if she knew how tired I was of her persistence or if she truly believed that if I gave her a chance, she could change my mind and become my friend. That was a mystery I didn’
Genevieve:“I’ve told you before, and I will say it again—don’t even talk about my daughter,” he said, closing his eyes, his fists clenched at her mention. I didn't believe him anymore.“She is not your daughter. Why are you lying about her? Who is she—,” my words dried up in my mouth as he stood ab