Semua Bab ENTANGLED WITH MY STRANGE MATE: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Back at the general hall separating the dorms, Annabel insisted on helping me clean the scratches I hadn’t even realized I’d gotten. We sat there, the air thick with unspoken tension as she dabbed at a particularly nasty gash on my arm.“I don’t think it’s right to be here. What if someone comes in?” my low voice whispered to her but she only dusted her ears“No one is permitted in the hall at this time of the day.”“You heal fast,” she remarked, changing the topic immediately. Her fingers light against my skin. “But not fast enough to avoid this.”I shrugged. “Comes with the territory.”She leaned back, her expression thoughtful. “You’re so used to doing everything on your own, aren’t you? Even fighting rogue werewolves.”“I’ve had to,” I admitted. “It’s safer that way.”“For who? You or everyone else?” Her question caught me off guard, and I didn’t have an answer.After a moment, she set the first aid kit aside. “You’re not as scary as you think you are, you know. In fact, you’re ki

The days following the scavenger hunt were a whirlwind of shared moments. Whether it was study hall, after-school events, or just passing each other in the hallways, Annabel was always there. It felt oddly natural, though part of me still hesitated to let my guard down entirely. One Friday, the school organized a cooking workshop for a home economics project. Students were randomly paired to encourage teamwork. By some twist of fate or perhaps Annabel’s meddling, I found myself partnered with her again. “Urgh! Not again,” my eyes rolled as I saw my name tagged to the same table as hers.For a few moments, I contemplated reporting to the teacher that I wanted my partner changed but that would be a whole lot of headache. The teacher would want me to give a genuine excuse to why she shouldn’t be paired with me and I wouldn’t be able to provide one.It would sound stupid if I told her that she shouldn’t be paired with me because she knew my secret that even I wouldn’t be able to say out

The air was thick with the scent of sage and wildflowers as Lisa approached the small wooden cabin at the edge of the pack’s territory. It stood on a lonely cliff overlooking the restless waves of the ocean.This was Nyssa’s sanctuary, a place of quiet power and mystique.Lisa hesitated at the door, her heart pounding against her ribcage.She had heard whispers of Nyssa, a rogue with ancient knowledge, a wolf who lived outside the rules but possessed the wisdom to change lives forever.Taking a deep breath, she knocked.The door creaked open on its own, revealing a dimly lit interior. Candles flickered on shelves filled with vials of mysterious liquids, dried herbs, and old books. Nyssa sat cross-legged on a rug in the center, her piercing green eyes locking onto Lisa with a knowing smile."Finally here. I’ve been expecting you," Nyssa said, her voice as smooth as silk. "The girl torn between duty and desire."Lisa swallowed hard and stepped inside, closing the door behind her. "You k

The Luna’s chambers were a whirlwind of activity. Swatches of fabric, complex invitations, and a large board with detailed sketches of decorations filled the space. Lisa stood at the center, her sharp mind focused on the tasks at hand while Luna paced anxiously.“This is not just any celebration, Lisa,” Luna Margot said, her tone clipped with urgency. “It’s the prince’s eighteenth birthday, the day he steps into his role as the future Alpha. Everything must be perfect.”Lisa glanced at the sketch of the grand ballroom pinned to the board. It was an elaborate design with golden banners, cascading floral arrangements, and a towering cake. “It’s coming together well, Luna. The florists are set to deliver tomorrow, and the invitations have all been sent. We’ve ensured the guest list includes allies from neighboring packs.”The Luna stopped pacing and placed a hand on Lisa’s arm, her eyes softening. “I trust you, Lisa. You’ve been my rock through all of this. But…” She hesitated, her voice

The midterms were finally over, and the air at Sherlock High School was lighter with relief. For Annabel, Ali, and Oliver, it was a perfect opportunity to step away from the grind of academics and visit someone who had been on their minds for weeks, the boy who had recently woken up from his coma.They made their way to the rehabilitation center, where Darren was undergoing therapy. The halls smelled of antiseptic, and the muffled sounds of soft voices and whirring machines filled the space as they walked deeper into the building.He had been moved from the intensive care unit to the normal ward a few weeks ago but they couldn’t come visit. However, Oliver had been in communications with him, encouraging him to try his best at living once again. They decided to keep things between them about his waking up and going through therapy until he was ready to come out about it. When they entered Darren’s room, he was sitting in a wheelchair by the window, staring at the rain outside. His t