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VERENAHe was fine this morning. Totally healthy. He’s not one to fall sick under the weather as he’s an Alpha wolf. Alpha wolves have strong immunity.I purse my lips. Alpha Nova is right. It has to be the curse’s effect.I gently hold Maria’s arm. “Don’t worry. Dad will be fine. I’ll call a witch tomorrow.”“Huh? A witch?” She frowns at me.I nod. “Yes. I’ll explain everything to you. But we need to act fast.”The next day, we get a witch to do a purification ritual on the house.“The curse is strong in the house. All I can do is wipe it away temporarily.” Naira looks at me as she pulls out a spray bottle from her canvas bag. “Keep in mind that it can come back, so the purification ritual won’t give you a hundred percent results.” The witch explains, and I notice the piercing on her lower lip.She does the ritual and an hour later, she hands me the spray bottle. “Whenever the curse affects someone in the house, spray it on that person. It has moonsilver water, so it should work.” Sh
VERENA“Drake! Dory!” I yell their names and pull them into a tight hug.“Luna!” Dory squeals as I wrap my arms around her. Maybe it's because of how stressed I have been that I am acting like a child. But I can’t hold back the tears in my eyes as I see them.I break the hug and look at them. They look different.They have both grown and are adults now.Drake isn’t that scrawny kid anymore. He’s all buffed out with broad shoulders and is taller than I remember. His brown hair, maybe a shade darker, is still short and messy, kind of like it always was. And those brown eyes match the brown leather jacket he’s wearing over a white t-shirt and ripped jeans that frame his muscular legs.But his eyes hold that same glint of mischief. “Holy shit! I barely recognize you! How long has it been?” he asks, smirking playfully at me while he has one hand on his jeans pocket. I am sure he garners a lot of attention from the ladies back at the pack.Dory slaps his arm, glaring at him. “Four years, idi
VERENAMy heart tugs on hearing it. Sometimes he does that when he’s too focused or stressed about something.He’ll get an earful from me. How dare he ask me if I ate or not while he’s skipping his own meals?“Wait, Luna. I heard that you also shifted,” Dory says as we walk out of Ezra’s room and head to the living room.“Yeah, recently.”“It's a celestial wolf, right?” she asks, and I nod.“Yep, that’s me,” Serena says inside my head.“She can’t hear you,” I retort to my wolf.“Ugh, being a wolf sucks!” she says, and I can feel her disappointment. “I should have been the human, you should have been the wolf.”I hold the urge to roll my eyes. She has a five-year-old’s mind.“Hmmm.” Dory stops midway in the hall, and Drake almost collides with her as he’s walking behind her.“Hey! Move your fat ass,” he scowls at her.“Shut up, macaroni head. I'm thinking something here,” she retorts, and his jaw tightens.“You—”“Calm down, no fighting,” I tell them both while pressing my lips to hold
VERENA“You wolves talk to her through some magical phone?” I ask her.“No, silly. We have some kind of a… eh… what’s the word for it?” She takes her sweet time to think before responding. “Yes! Cosmic connection. We talked through that but now I can’t. I don’t know what happened.”The Goddess isn’t guiding her celestial wolves anymore? That’s strange.“Here are some drinks for the kids.” Maria’s voice breaks through my conversation with Serena. She walks into the living room with a tray and sets it on the coffee table.“But we are not kids…” Drake replies with a displeased frown.“Aw, but you are kids to me.” She ruffles Drake’s hair, and Dory snickers again. “Here, this is for you…” She hands them her special Minty Mango Mocktail.Later at night, we have dinner together with Dad joining us. He’s in better shape now and is chuckling as Dory makes a joke. His hate for the Iron Claw Pack is only reserved for Elijah. Though I don’t think he hates him anymore.“Oh my Goddess, I am going
VERENA“Did you forget we have a guest cottage? They won’t be harmed there. Also, you said you have that water to purify the house, right? So what’s there to worry about? I’ll make all the arrangements to make sure they are safe.”My muscles relax. Dad always keeps his word, so I have nothing to worry about.I look at the twins. “Yes, please stay. I’d like to show you around the pack,” I plead.“Man, I can’t refuse a request made by the Luna,” Drake says in a frustrated voice, and Dory smiles.I take them to the Guest Cottage that’s not very far from the main building and has a swimming pool. As Dad promised, everything is arranged for them, including the clothes and daily necessities they need since they haven’t brought any luggage.I spend some time exchanging light conversations with them, and once I make sure they are comfortable, I head back to the mansion.I walk inside Ezra’s room and find him sleeping. My heart clenches. I fed him dinner before I had mine, and the poor thing c
VERENA“Alright. Let him in,” I say and get up from the bed.The moment I push open the foyer door, his musky, citrusy scent hits me. It sends a jolt straight to my stomach. He’s already turned, his broad, powerful frame filling the doorway. As our eyes meet, my breath catches in my throat.“I didn’t expect you to come today,” I say as I stand before him.He stares at me for a few seconds before he pulls out his phone and shows it to me. “I sent you so many messages last night. Twenty missed calls. Your phone was switched off,” he says, his tone showing his anger.Worry washes over his face before it's quickly replaced with a mask of annoyance. He holds up his phone, the screen showing his call log. “I tried calling you all night,” he says, his voice a low rumble. “Fifty messages. Your phone was off?” he asks, glaring at me. “I was so fucking worried, Rena. That’s why I came here to see if you aren’t doing anything reckless by yourself.”I purse my lips. “The battery died so I couldn’t
VERENAI prepare the plate with scrambled eggs, sausage crumbles, diced potatoes, peppers, and onions. Then I hand it to him. He frowns as he looks at the plate he’s holding.“Go and eat,” I order, crossing my arms.His jaw tightens. “I told you, I am not hungry. At least not for this.” My heart skips a beat as his eyes slide over my body. I am wearing a casual gray shirt and pink shorts, my hair loosely tied in a bun.I give him a tight smile. “If you don’t eat, then I’m not talking to you from now on,” I warn.He raises a brow. “Is that a threat?”“Absolutely.”He rolls his eyes. “Fine.”I smile in victory as he heads over to the dining table. He keeps the plate on the table and looks at me, his gaze filled with mischief. “But on one condition. You have to feed me,” he adds, and my eyes go wide.“This is not a bargain, Alpha Elijah,” I say, my voice stern.He narrows his eyes and reluctantly grabs the fork to start eating. I pour him a glass of water and take the seat beside him. He
VERENAMy heart beats loudly against my chest. The edge of his lips curls into a smirk. “I want to take you out on a date…” He looms closer, his intense gaze stealing my breath away. “And I’ll make sure you have the best time of your life.” His voice dips to a whisper, sending shivers down my spine.How can I resist him?He surely knows how to charm me.I force a smile, my cheeks warm under his gaze. “That all depends,” I tease, letting out a shaky breath. “If you find the book.”“Challenge accepted,” he replies with a smug look. But then his eyes flicker with longing. “Can I see Ezra?” he asks, his voice laced with concern.I slowly nod and get up from the chair. We walk up the stairs, keeping our steps light so that we don’t disturb anybody’s sleep, and I slowly open the door to Ezra’s room.The room is quiet except for the chirping of birds peeking through the closed window shutters. Ezra’s chest heaves below the blanket as he sleeps soundly, the silver marks clearly visible on his