DamonSerena gasped in surprise, bathed in the silvery glow of the moon. "Wait, spirit wolves?" she inquired, her words lingering in the night air like unanswered questions. "So, you have more than one spirit wolf?""Yeah," I replied.I could see the disbelief in her gaze as I let out a nervous chuckle and scratched the back of my head, feeling somewhat self-conscious. The soft rustle of leaves in the nearby trees seemed to echo her skepticism, and I couldn't help but notice how the moonlight played on her features as she shook her head in amusement.
Alexei My heart was brimming with excitement as we made our way to the Blood Rose Pack House, a grand structure nestled amidst ancient trees and adorned with dark crimson roses. The pack house had an ancient, majestic quality, a testament to the pack's wealth and power. However, my thoughts were consumed by a singular desire – to see my mate, Tori, up close. Ashford seemed to sense my impatience and offered a piece of his mind. "Alexei, I need to emphasize the importance of not taking any reckless actions," he cautioned. "I recogni
AlexeiAs I observed from where I was standing, the thrill of finally seeing her up close sent a surge of happiness coursing through me. She was even more captivating than I had imagined. Her every movement, every expression, was a revelation of beauty that took my breath away.I couldn't help but admire her grace, the way her hair framed her delicate features, and the way her eyes sparkled with a unique combination of strength and tenderness. Her presence was like a magnet, drawing me in, and I couldn't tear my eyes away. My heart swelled with joy at the sight of the woman who was meant to be mine.
Tori"Hide under the balcony. I'll mask your scent," I urged him. Reluctantly, my mate followed my instructions.My heart raced as I hurriedly attempted to mask the scent of my mate. The overpowering rush of fear and anxiety mixed in a tumultuous swirl as I drenched myself and the corners of my room in a strong cologne, hoping it would effectively conceal any trace of him. Just as I anticipated, I heard a soft knock on the door, and Alpha Roman announced his arrival and
AlexeiI rushed out of the room, fearing that I could no longer control myself if I stayed any longer. The sight of another man kissing my mate was making my blood boil, and yet, I tried to remain reasonable. Seeing Tori's dire situation firsthand had given me an understanding of how grave it was. Time was not on my side. I needed to find a way to stop the wedding and save Tori; otherwise, I might not get another chance.As I navigated the intricate labyrinth of the pack
SerenaThe dinner was simple yet comforting – homemade stew with tender meat and vegetables, accompanied by freshly baked bread and a side salad. The stew's mouthwatering aroma filled the room, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. However, my cheeks burned with embarrassment, and I couldn't bring myself to meet Alexei and Ashford's eyes after what had transpired earlier.As I picked up my food, my fork moved mechanically. I struggled to muster an appetite, my mind drifting back to the passionate encounter with Damon. The vivid memory played on a loop in my mind, the
DamonSerena raised her eyebrow and answered Alexei with a straight face. "Tori was far from innocent in all of this. Of course, she will not be spared. Like her mom, she will receive the necessary punishment for her actions."But you can't do that!" Alexei exclaimed as he stood up from the table, pressing his hand violently against it.
SerenaI noticed the surprised expression on Tori's face when she saw me. Her eyes grew wide, and she stammered, "What are you doing here?"As I stood before her, I couldn't resist responding with sarcasm. "Oh, come on, sister. Don't you miss me?" My voice carried the bitterness of old wounds that festered as I faced one of those people who had caused them.The room seemed to mirror Tori's restlessness that evening. The soft, dimmed lights cast long shadows on the walls, and the air felt heavy with tension. Unspoken accusations lingered in the atmosphere as memories of our shared history loomed over us. Tori fidgeted from where she was standing, her fingers moving involuntarily – the same fingers that had once caused me so much pain.All the pain from their abuse played inside my mind like a broken record. Every insult, beating, and the disgust I had earned from them made my eyes glisten with tears. But I stopped myself from crying. I would never give Tori