Upon entering my room, Sergio surprised me by lifting me up in a dramatic bridal style and placing me gently on my bed. I couldn't help but let out a surprised laugh. "Was that really necessary?" I asked with a playful grin.He smirked, his eyes glinting mischievously. "Yeah," he said, his voice tinged with humor. "Just making sure my woman gets treated like the Luna she is."I chuckled at his corny remark. "Are you serious?" I retorted, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "There's no way I'll ever be your Luna. I told you, I don't even have my wolf anymore, so that's even more reason." I crossed my arms playfully. "Besides, Felicia or whoever Jake mentioned earlier would make a pretty decent Luna."Sergio's expression softened, his gaze fixed on me. "Berries, or should I say Fernanda," he began, his voice earnest, "to me, the bond between mates shouldn’t just be about wolves. It should be about Love, trust, and understanding. And I feel all these when I'm around you."I shifted on the be
"So… what now?" he asked, that mischievous glint still present. "Do you feel like changing from the nightwear Sarah put you in, to a more outgoing dress? I could excuse myself and wait downstairs with Jake, if you want."His words caught me off guard, and I blinked at him, surprised by the sudden offer. It was as if he was extending an unspoken invitation for me to take charge of the situation. My mind raced for a moment, assessing the options. I realized I did need to change for the mission ahead, but having Sergio around while I did so wasn't exactly practical."I'll need someone's help to change," I replied, my tone indicating that his presence wouldn't be particularly helpful in that moment. I hoped he would get the message without feeling slighted.Sergio's expression softened, his understanding evident. "Alright… take this." He reached into a pocket and produced what looked like a sleek, futuristic phone. Handing it to me, he continued, "If you push the Blue button, Sarah will k
"Let's get going," Sergio declared, his voice carrying a touch of authority. His gaze briefly met mine before turning to Jake, and I followed suit, ready to embark on the next phase of our mission.As we made our way to Sergio's sleek Red Bugatti, the anticipation in the air was palpable. Jake's presence behind the wheel exuded confidence, and I settled into the car, my senses heightened by the importance of the upcoming encounter.The road stretched before us, a path toward the Red Moon pack's territory, where our objective awaited us.As we arrived at the gates of the Red Moon pack, the tension in the air became more pronounced. Sergio's actions spoke volumes as he stepped out of the car, murmuring words to the guards. The gates opened with an almost reverent obedience, allowing us to enter the heart of the pack's territory.I couldn't help but wonder how Sergio had achieved such influence, how he had garnered the respect and deference of those guarding the gate. It was a reminder th
Alpha Charles's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes studying me intently. His skepticism was evident, a testament to the caution required in such matters. "Are you sure? Not mistaken about who this person really is?" he inquired, the weight of his words revealing his awareness of the intricacies at play.A surge of determination washed over me, and I met his gaze with unwavering confidence. "His name is Gabriel," I answered boldly, my voice steady. "He is the Chief Guard of the prisons. Tall, muscular, with a scar above his left eyebrow. Sky blue eyes, and loose black hair that falls down both sides of his shoulders."As the description left my lips, I could sense the atmosphere in the room shifting, the realization of the person I was referring to slowly dawning on Alpha Charles. The details I provided seemed to resonate, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place.Alpha Charles nodded thoughtfully, a hint of recognition in his expression. "I think I might just know who you're talking
Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around him, as if holding onto him was an anchor in the midst of uncertainty. The intensity of the kiss seemed to mirror the depth of our emotions, a silent promise exchanged through touch and breath.But just as the moment seemed to stretch into infinity, a discreet cough in the background served as a reminder that we weren't alone. The presence of Alpha Charles and Jake brought a sudden awareness to the intimate scene that had unfolded between Sergio and me.With a shy yet affectionate smile, I slowly pulled away from the kiss, my heart still racing with the echoes of our connection. Sergio's soft chuckle in response was a testament to the familiarity we shared, the ease with which we navigated these intense emotions.As my cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and fondness, I met Sergio's gaze with a playful glint in my eye. "You haven't promised me yet," I teased, my voice carrying a mixture of sincerity and jest.Sergio's response was immediat
“You wouldn’t understand. I’ve been through terrible things and trust me you don’t want to hear about them. Those are the reasons why I feel scared about letting any man mark me.” I said, with my left hand on my forehead, portraying my frustration. This maid clearly is oblivious to what Damian did to me. And I’m also scared about Sergio finding out that I’m not a virgin. I’m not sure I’m ready for this. How about I ask her to know if there’s a problem with that. “Besides, I’m sure he’s going to reject me because I’m not a virgin.” I continued, with a tinge of fear in my voice. “That would be left for him to decide. Not many guys care about that. You don’t need to overthink things. Just let him know he’s the only one in your life from then on, okay?” She said, with reassurance. “Okay then. I’ll give it a few more thoughts till I decide I’m ready to get back my wolf. I can’t keep being left behind because I’m weak in this state. Thanks for your time, I really appreciate it.” With that,
Together, we entered the mansion through the grand front door, our footsteps muffled by the luxurious carpet that stretched before us. The ambiance shifted from moonlit wilderness to opulent elegance as we stepped inside. The flickering light of crystal chandeliers cast intricate patterns on the walls, and the distant murmur of voices indicated the presence of the pack's inhabitants.I had received information from Fernanda earlier, guiding us to the left wing of the mansion. It was said to lead to the prison district. As we made our way down a dimly lit corridor, the air felt charged with a sense of secrecy. My heart pounded in rhythm with my footsteps, a mix of adrenaline and tension coursing through my veins.Passing through lavish furnishings, I caught sight of a familiar figure up ahead. Damian, Alpha Draxler’s son, stood in the corner, engrossed in flirting with an Omega maid. My gaze slightly shifted to him as I saw he began fingering her. “What a shameless guy.” I said to mysel
As I closed the door behind me, a sense of finality settled in the air. The room seemed to hold its breath, as if aware of the delicate balance upon which our conversation teetered. I walked a few steps forward, maintaining a respectful distance as a silent acknowledgment of the boundaries that existed between us.Luna Blanca's grey eyes held mine, her small smile conveying an understanding that went beyond mere words. "Guard 12," she addressed me again, her voice like a velvety caress that seemed to wrap around the air between us. The air was charged with an unspoken familiarity, a sense that our roles in this encounter might not be as clear-cut as they seemed.Her command to come in held a sense of invitation, one I didn't hesitate to accept. I moved closer, mindful of the unspoken dynamics at play. The room's dim lighting played with shadows, casting an almost surreal aura over the scene."Why are you behaving a bit weird today?" Her question caught me off guard, and I fought to ma