As I walked, I fumbled with my bag, trying to get my hair tie out so I could put my hair up properly. I finally managed to get it out and quickly tied my hair back, trying to ignore the people staring at me as I hurried past them. When I finally arrived at the restaurant, I was out of breath and sw
As I stood there panting behind the counter, I could feel my heart beating so fast in my chest that it felt like it was about to burst out. I couldn't believe what I had just seen. Alpha Lance. My mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts and questions. What was he doing here? Was he looking for
ALPHA LANCE’S POV I arrived at the restaurant early in the morning, feeling exhausted and stressed from the numerous pack duties I had to attend to. I had a scheduled meeting with Alpha Greg, one of the few Alphas I could trust in the neighboring packs. The meeting was important as we had to discus
ALPHA LANCE’S POV As Evelyn introduces herself, I lean down and sniff her. Her appearance was unremarkable, with mousy brown hair that fell in tangles around her shoulders and a pale, frightened face. But it was her eyes that caught my attention - wide and brimming with fear, they seemed to bore i
I returned to the Packhouse in a mood that was far from pleasant. My mind was heavy with thoughts and my heart was burdened with a deep sense of despair. The pack members greeted me as I walked in, but I didn't respond to any of them. I just kept walking until I reached my room. As soon as I entere
EMILY'S POV I woke up this morning feeling absolutely awful. My head was pounding, and my throat was sore, making it hard to swallow. Every inch of my body ached, and it felt like someone had hit me with a truck. I tried to get out of bed, but as soon as I sat up, I felt dizzy and weak. I knew I
As the day wore on, I started to feel better. The medicine that Mrs. Isabella had given me was working wonders, and my fever had subsided. My muscles were no longer achy, and I was starting to feel like myself again. I sat up in bed, feeling much more alert than I had in days. I looked around the r
As the third load washed, I started to feel a sense of exhaustion wash over me. I had been on my feet for hours, and my muscles were starting to ache again. But I pushed through, determined to finish the laundry. When the third load was done, I transferred it to the dryer and started to fold the fi