LIANASophia approached me with a warm smile. "Liana, I believe you have the potential to be a great Luna. But potential needs to be nurtured. If you are to protect and lead this pack, you must be stronger. I would like to offer you training to enhance your abilities and fully embrace your werewolf nature."Her words filled me with both gratitude and anticipation. "Thank you, Sophia. I would be honored to train under your guidance."With the formalities concluded, I walked out of the meeting hall with my head held high.Just as I stepped into the hallway, Zaylen grabbed my arm and pulled me into a quiet corner, his face a mix of anger and concern."Why did you say that in there?" he demanded, his voice low but intense. "I told you to stay out of this case."“Wow, aren't you going to congratulate me on officially becoming the Luna?” I met his gaze, unflinching, and he didn't seem to be in the mood for light jokes, so I sighed. "Look, you told me to stay out of it,” I continued, “becau
LIANAAs Jordan slid into the driver's seat, I watched the forest around us dim under the evening sky. I could feel his anticipation, the unease in his posture as he settled in beside me."Liana," Jordan began cautiously, his voice cutting through the silence that hung heavily between us. "There are already plenty of people posted around the forest. We don't need to go out and be on standby—""We are not going out for that reason," I interjected, my tone steady but tinged with a sense of urgency.Jordan glanced at me, his brow furrowing with concern. "Then?" he probed gently.I hesitated, my mind racing with how to explain our mission. Finally, I opened my mouth to respond, knowing Jordan wouldn't like my answer. However, he beat me to it. After all, he was a smart cookie."Are we investigating James and Lara? Please say no," Jordan pleaded quietly as he turned the key in the ignition, the car humming to life."Unfortunately for you, yes," I admitted, my voice firm but tinged with re
LIANAMy heart raced as I backed away slowly, my gaze locked with James's, who now stood over Jordan and Mia's fallen form, his fangs bared in a menacing snarl."I have been waiting so long to see you again, Liana," James sneered, his voice filled with malice. "It's a shame you had to interfere. This was all supposed to be so perfect."Fear mingled with anger as I steadied myself, preparing to face him. "Why, James?" I demanded, my voice shaking slightly despite my efforts to stay composed. "Why help Lara with these murders?"James chuckled darkly, his eyes flickering with a dangerous intensity. "It was my idea, not hers," he admitted coldly. "She's just following my lead, like always."What? And here we thought it was related to Lara because of the relation of high school."Why, James?" I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger. "Why do all this?"James sneered, his expression twisted with bitterness. "Because of Zaylen," he spat out, his voice tinged with venom. "E
LIANAI watched in horror as he disappeared from view, a sickening knot tightening in my stomach. The rush of adrenaline faded, leaving me shaking and breathless. The reality of what had just transpired sank in, and I leaned against the balcony railing for support, trying to steady my trembling hands.Minutes passed before I dared to look over the edge. Peering over, I searched desperately for any sign of movement, any indication that James might have survived the fall. Down below, the moonlight cast eerie shadows over the courtyard. And there, under the faint glow, I saw him.James lay sprawled on the ground, unmoving. His body was twisted unnaturally. But still, maybe he survived it because of being a vampire—and then I noticed the arrow of a stone statue had impaled him through the heart. Dread washed over me as I realized the finality of his fate."He is... he is down there… dead," I whispered, my voice trembling. A shiver ran through me, the realization sinking in that James
LIANA"I just felt your panic and sadness so strongly all of a sudden, I came running to hug you," Zaylen murmured, his voice soft with concern.I melted into his embrace, feeling a rush of relief at his touch. "Even in your sleep, you sensed it," I whispered, holding him tighter, seeking comfort in his presence."What happened?" Zaylen asked gently, his arms around me protectively."I disobeyed you again," I confessed, my voice tinged with guilt. "This time, it's serious."Zaylen sighed, a mix of resignation and curiosity in his voice. "What is it?"I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts before narrating everything that had transpired with James and Mia."You mean to say James is now dead?" Zaylen asked after I finished recounting the events.I nodded, the reality settling heavily on my shoulders. "Yes.""Are you sure?" Zaylen pressed gently. "It's not like last time, is it?"I took a deep breath, meeting his eyes with a mixture of guilt and determination. "Zaylen, his heart got
LIANAExcitement bubbled within me as Jordan shared his plans, but a flicker of concern crossed Zaylen’s face, subtle yet undeniable. I leaned forward, eager to know more."When are you going to do it?" I asked, unable to contain my curiosity.Jordan chuckled nervously, glancing at Zaylen before answering. "Well, I was thinking sometime next week, maybe on her birthday."Zaylen remained thoughtful, his brow furrowing slightly. "Are you sure about this, Jordan?"Jordan nodded firmly. "Yeah, I am. It’s about time, Zaylen."I noticed the hesitation in Zaylen's response, and a pang of realization hit me. "Zaylen, is it because they are not mates?" I asked softly, knowing the complexities of werewolf traditions and their emphasis on the bond between mates.Zaylen sighed, his expression conflicted. "It's part of it. The elders are strict about these traditions. They believe in the sanctity of the mate bond, that it’s the foundation of our pack.""But times change," I insisted, frustration
LIANAAs we rose from the bed, I pulled Zaylen along playfully towards the kitchen, where boxes of utensils and pots awaited organization. "So, Mr. Alpha," I teased, nudging him with my elbow, "any secret tips for organizing the perfect kitchen?"Zaylen pretended to ponder for a moment, his brow furrowing in mock seriousness. "Hmm, well, start with putting the knives where I can't reach them."I laughed, knowing exactly why. "Fair point. And the spices?""Arrange them by how likely you are to use them," he replied without missing a beat. "And definitely keep the coffee beans within easy reach of both of us.""Got it, keep both of us caffeinated," I joked, unpacking the coffee grinder with a grin.Once I was done, I glanced at Zaylen again, enjoying the easy banter between us. After a while, Zaylen leaned against the kitchen counter, his smile softening. "How about we take a break now? We deserve it after this morning."I glanced over at Zaylen, appreciating the soft smile on his face
LIANA I sat at my desk in the bustling office, surrounded by the familiar sounds of typing, running coffee machines, phone calls, and coworkers chattering. My best friend, Lara, sat in the cubicle next to mine, her blonde hair pulled back into a messy bun as she focused on her computer screen. We had been friends since college, and I couldn't imagine working in this office without her. Her sweet, comforting words always made everything much easier. I glanced up from my work and caught a glimpse of my diligent boyfriend, James, walking toward me. He flashed me a quick smile before disappearing into his own cubicle across the room. James and I had been dating for over seven months now, and I was grateful that he also worked in the same office. I have heard people say it's a bad idea to date your colleague, but I, on the other hand, thought it was nice to have a beloved someone to share lunch breaks and vent about work with. There were so many topics we could relate to, and we just