After Lorenzo and I returned home from our productive meeting at the palace, not including that strange run-in we had with the prince, I felt completely inspired to continue on with my work. I headed straight to the study and pulled out the laptop Lorenzo allowed me to use for the time being where
I quickly shot up from the couch, while practically knocking Lorenzo off his knees to get to the door. My face was, no doubt, still horribly flushed from my previous engagement, which I prayed would go unnoticed. I opened the door and graciously accepted the envelope from the maid. Muttering a qui
‘Oh my God...Oh my God...Why?...Why?’ I asked myself, numbly. My mind felt broken, I’d been completely thrown off my center axis when Lorenzo rushed to find me and told me the unthinkable news. My heart plummeted to the floor as he practically dragged me to the car. The two of us couldn’t have g
By the time we made it back to the house, most of the tears had stopped rolling down my cheeks and my breathing finally slowed down. I didn’t need a mirror to know that I probably looked like an emotional wreck. But, honestly, what did it matter? I could feel my eyes were puffy and doubt still red
[Lorenzo’s POV] “Come on, Lorenzo!” Eleanor called out from the doorway. Lorenzo was just about finished getting himself ready so they could head back out to the coroner’s office. The alpha had recognized a sudden shift in his Luna’s behavior quite recently. For the past couple of weeks, Elean
I stepped back into the hallway and was quickly met by a strong leading hand from Lorenzo. His expression was streaked with alarm and insistent that we needed to move on. My brows drew together in question. “What’s going on?” I asked quietly. The quiet, peaceful ambiance of the building somehow
[Cruz’s POV] Cruz had been pacing the length of his office for the past thirty minutes, contemplating the same one-word question that continuously tortured him for the past several months. ‘Why?’ Why on earth had he been plagued with such incompetent wolves? Why couldn’t a single one of them s
“Are you sure you’re ready to get into this?” Lorenzo asked. The effects of my previous panic attack were still somewhat lingering. One could tell from the slight tremble in my hand whenever I reached my arm out to grab something that my nerves were still jumpy. Lorenzo insisted that I allow my