Wolvin: Many Years Ago: “So, you must be very happy,” it wasn't even a question. One could have one look at my brother and know he was excited. “I have never been so happy,” my brother confirmed. But all good things and moments come to an end, this is how life is. “She wants to know what I thin
Wolvin: Many Years Ago: My heart was pounding in my chest when she took the letter away. However, when I expected her to go tell Uncle Dom, she didn’t. She just left after stomping her foot on the ground.Aubry was now standing alone, biting her nails and staring at me. She knew she had messed up.
Genevieve:We reached the big black gate and stopped outside, surrounded by Wolvin’s warriors. We had been given small doses of wolfbane all this time, so we were still unable to fight. And who would want to fight these crazy rogues? They would outnumber us.“Here! Take a sip,” Wolvin said, handing
Genevieve: Once we all woke up, Ericka made refreshments. I mean, she made them for everyone except me. I didn’t go inside either. I sat on the bench, looking at the sky when Ron came out with his drink.“Here!” he offered me his drink instead of taking it.“I don’t want it,” I refused, trying not
Genevieve: Everybody said I would never find a mate, and then I was dumped with mates who I had to tame. ….. “You look stunning," Monique, our pack’s seer and my caretaker, said, adjusting my veil as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. Who said a girl without a wolf can't find a mate? I was
Genevieve:I wept for minutes as Alpha Ron got dressed and my father arrived with his seer Monique. They were briefed on what happened in the room, but unfortunately, Ron showed no remorse."I am giving my daughter's hand to you in marriage, and you chose to miss this opportunity?" My father growled
Genevieve:I sat on the royal chair alongside my father, accompanied by his seer, as we faced the pack members gathered before us. A week has passed swiftly but I was still not prepared for yet another humiliation.All eyes were on me, murmurs swirling around like a whispered storm. I caught sight o
Genevieve: "Are you still keen on marrying my daughter?" My father, previously irate about the lack of suitors, now sought confirmation from the only attractive man who had shown interest in me. "Mom!" Hit’s protest reached my ears, but I was too captivated by the sight of this strong, confident a