Genevieve: "I don't know what went down at the mansion, but Emre seemed really on edge," I mentioned as I hurriedly headed home. Wolvin was doing his best to keep up with my pace; otherwise, he would have left me way behind. His big limbs gave him a clear advantage over my average-sized legs. "May
Genevieve: "I don't get what Bellamy did," I asked her directly, feeling my heart jump up and down, making it hard for me to appear at ease. "Your mate has been having an affair with Kit. How did you let her steal your mate twice?" she hissed, shaking her head at me disapprovingly. I felt ashamed
Genevieve: The sight was rather damning. My heart slipped inside my chest, and I took a moment before following Monique to appear before the others. My mates were standing with silver chains around their wrists, as if they were prisoners. The moment they saw me, they lowered their eyes, displaying
Genevieve: "I didn't write those texts," Kit looked like she was about to lose it. I glanced at Bellamy and the others, and they seemed way too confident. Whatever was going on, it had to be their doing. Dad grabbed the phone from the guard's hands to read the text conversation on the screen himse
Genevieve: "After my mother passed away, and Ariel's mom vanished, our lives took a nosedive. My dad drowned himself in sorrow while I battled illness, with Ariel by my side. She supported me a lot during that tough time," Bellamy's words tugged at my heart. Not because I envied Ariel, but because
Bellamy: 'At least that went well,' Leam agreed, acknowledging that keeping Vieve in the dark during our planning was a good move. 'She's too pure at heart. She would've wanted to help, and I would've never forgiven myself if it were her instead of that skank today. Now, Kit won't be tempted to s
Bellamy: I got Ariel's voice note, reminding me to drink the potion twice and to inform her if I run out. I recalled as I left her place, her rapid voice notes already buzzing in my inbox. Smiling, I quickened my pace to join the others. Emre and Caspian had messaged me earlier, sounding urgent. D
Genevieve: “What are you apologizing for? I was the one who let you down so much,” I murmured, guilt coloring my tone. “No! You had every right to be consumed by worries bigger than your alpha mate, who couldn’t understand such a simple thing--that you have so many responsibilities on your shoulde