Hello, everyone! I apologise for the slow updates lately. I haven't been able to sit down and write due to my personal life suddenly being upended( I can't go into details, I'm sorry), but I will try to update every second day from this week. Things should be better from April. Again, I apologise for not updating sooner.
Verena Today is my first official day off since I started working at the hotel, so I decided to spend some time away from the place where I work and live. Since I moved here, I haven’t really had the chance to walk around this part of town, so today I am exploring a bit. I start off with a gorgeou
“Thank you,” I say as I take in the scene in front of me again. “But I promise you, I’m good. I’m just thinking about a few things before I head home. I haven’t really had much time to myself to just … think.” “That can be dangerous,” he says, and I turn my head to face him. “Just make sure you don
Niklaus The heat of the pyre dances across my cheeks, sounds of mourning echoing all around me. My brothers stand at my back while I hold our mother, who has collapsed in a heap, muttering curses in Greek. My mother, our matriarch who was surely meant to be an Alpha, has kept this family in one pi
“Then I dare you to call her here so I can see for myself,” my mother says, leaning back in her chair. “I come from a long line of witches, and will be able to tell.” Verena leans forward and hangs her head in her hands. Her shoulders shake slightly while she cries, and it takes everything in me to
Verena /“I won’t interfere with whatever you have or don’t have with Niklaus. But if you’re looking for a future with my son, you need to come clean about everything… And that includes the real reason you’re here.”/ Those were the last words Alpha Niklaus’ mother whispered to me, but she gave no e
My heart drops and so does the smile on my face. That sounded quite ominous. “Now you’re making me worried, Mom. Is everything okay?” I ask and I start to pace. Something feels…wrong, especially since she’s not answering me immediately. “Mom—” “Uhm, I have to go, sweetie. I’ll see you tomorrow, ok
Verena It’s nearly 8pm and my mother hasn’t arrived yet. When I spoke with her on the phone last, she was on her way. But now her phone is switched off and I am 1000% in worry mode. I also can’t track and trace her phone, nor can I use the Mind Link since we’re no longer in the same pack. I’ve co
Niklaus As I stride out to meet Ares, the evening air is crisp against my skin, carrying a sense of urgency that sets my instincts on edge. The call through the mind link had been terse, Ares’s voice was tight with concern, which is odd in itself. Nothing good ever follows a call that comes too s