His eyes moved to Rowan. “Glad to see you woke up,” he said. “Thank you for helping us, Ad-your highness.” Rowan said, his voice filled with gratitude. “You can call me Adrian.” He simply said, “We need to leave. It’s no longer safe for you both to stay here. You can move to my pack and live the
Morana. The weight of Adrian’s words hung heavy in the air, sinking deep into my heart like a heavy stone. It felt like a sharp slap to my face for even thinking about the second chance for us. It was a painful reminder of the betrayal and rejection still lingering between us. How could he refer
Morana. As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of soft gold, I found myself standing at the kitchen counter. A feeling of uncertainty gnawed at my insides as I pondered my next action. Cooking has never been my strong suit, and the thought of preparing breakfast for my brother and me loo
Elena chuckled softly at my eagerness. "Well, you will meet the doctor soon enough," she replied cryptically, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Just hold your horses until then."I nodded at her, but I couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation that tingled in my veins. The thought of meeting the
Morana. When I met his gaze, I found myself frozen in my place, my breath caught in my throat at sight before me. I couldn’t help but notice the subtle combinations of emotions on his face. He had this boyish charm evident in the twinkle of his emerald eyes, yet there was also a hint of seriousnes
I began to apply the medicine, but suddenly a sinking feeling washed over me. The dosage seemed off, and I realized that the medicine was unsuitable for the patient's condition. Panic surged through me as I realized my mistake, a wave of guilt crashing over me like a tidal wave. All of a sudden, Za
Adrian Blackthrone. I stood in the shadows as I watched Morana from a distance. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration for her dedication to her work. Despite the challenges she faced, she remained steadfast in her commitment to her work, her determination shining through like a beacon of l
Morana Ambrose. Feeling exhausted after a long day at the hospital, I made my way towards home, my mind swirling with thoughts and emotions. As I approached the door, I was met with an unexpected sight: Charlotte standing there with an air of authority that made my heart sink.Confusion washed over