DARREN'S POVTo heal myself, I shifted to my wolf self. Licking my wounds and hibernating in my room. At times like this, memories of the first day I transformed haunt me. I remembered crying endlessly. That's when dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.Since then, he has lost himself. Scream and cry like a child. Blaming himself for my curse and repeating the same words, "I can fix this. Let's go back to the mountain!"But every time we ask him, he forgets. Even in his sound mind, if he recalls the day I got bitten or saw me in my fur self, he drifted into his own world.I lost myself the day my curse surfaced, and I lost my dad too. Mom suffered for it. Withdrawing herself from the world and hides in the four walls of our mansion. Hard as it is, I needed to project that I was okay. That I accepted my faith. But deep inside, I'm dying, repeatedly."Son, I think it's about time to announce your engagement with Leona," mom break the ice between us. Dad was hysterical seeing my wol
LEONA'S POVI remove my arms around Tyler and shove his hands off of me. We turned mute. Darren stood there with narrowing eyes. Tyler's face tightened in fear while Sophie returned to her table.Darren retracts, going back to his office. I followed him inside and waited for him to talk, but he just sat on his chair, breathing heavily. At first, I wondered if he was sick, but when he looked up and met my gaze, his eyes narrowed, and his veins popped from his neck."Ah, Darren?" I step back while he moves closer until my back presses the wall."Don't let other men touch you. You're mine," he groans in anger.I felt my skin shiver to the bone. I never saw him that angry. His pupils dilate, and I swear his eyes have changed color. And what's weird, he sniffed me. I thought he didn't like my smell!Did he say you're mine? Is he serious or delusional?Darren backed away and returned to his chair as if nothing had happened. I just went out of my own without any words, stunned. Did he want me
DARREN’S POV “They know each other? How did they meet? I need to know,” I pace in my room in the resort where we will stay for weeks. I saw how Andrei looked at Leona. She mesmerizes him. Something is happening between them, or maybe for my cousin or Leona. Ah! I’m going nuts! But I will find out. This photoshoot is going to be fun. I will keep an eye on those two. After settling in my room, I went out to check on Leona, and what a coincidence. Her room was across mine. We both came out all of a sudden. She was about to retreat into her room, but I heard her friend Sophie calling her name from the hallway. “Where are you going?” I asked nicely. “We are going out for a quick stroll. Sophie wants to check the island,” Leona answered shyly. “Just the two of you?” “Yeah? Tyler wants to rest, and who else would have wanted to go with us?” “No one. Enjoy your stroll,” I left hurriedly. Maybe I was just checking if Andrei would come with them, or do I want to ensure he isn’t going? S
LEONA'S POV I glared at Sophie, but she ignored me and continued out. "I want to talk to you," Darren uttered in full authority. My heart started pounding as he closed the door. "About what? Should we go outside? I mean, it's kind of…." "No. Let's talk here," Darren lay on our bed, crossing his legs comfortably. I stayed on my spot and kept my distance. I won't give him any chance to get near me or pull me closer to him. His smell turned weird. He was ecstatic, and it startled me. "So, what do you want to talk about? Is it confidential that you need to barge in our ro…." "How did you meet Andrei?" his face suddenly darkened. His aura shifted fiercely. I can sense his blood boiling and his temperature rising. What's wrong with him? I narrated how I met Andrei the night at the twenty-four-hour mart. He suddenly went calm. I can hear his pulse beating normally. It rises as his temperature rises. "That's it? Why is he acting like a close friend?" "I honestly don't know. Maybe
LEONA'S POV "Is that me?" I watch myself in the mirror. I didn't recognize my face after the makeup. "Yes, Darling, it's you! Look how gorgeous you are!" Franco, the gay makeup artist, compliments my beauty. He was bubbling about how he loved my eyelashes, hair, curves, and everything about me. It feels good when someone appreciates you. "Oh, my God! Leona, you are a Goddess! Look at you. Girl, you look like a star," Sophie giggled with tears of joy. "I thank Franco here for doing some magic on my face." "Magic? Darling, no, you are a beauty. I don't need to put a lot of makeup on you because you are a natural. Hmm?" Franco snapped his finger in the air. "See? I told you," Sophie was always a proud friend. Franco pulled out the wardrobe for my fitting. I was stunned by the clothes I needed to wear during the photoshoot at the beach. They are too skimpy, and I can't imagine myself wearing a bikini. "Are these what I will wear?" "Yes, Darling. Now go to the dressing room s
LEONA'S POV "Oh my gosh! It's Margaux!" I immediately open the window, crawl my way out, and jump to the back of the house. When I was returning to the photo shoot, I looked back and couldn't believe how I had done that—maybe adrenaline rush. I don't want to get a slap on my face again. God knows if I can still hold back my anger. From a distance, I heard Margaux enter my room and search for me. She was about to go hysterical but didn't see me inside. Darren made an excuse to check any clothes I had to replace my skimpy swimsuit. Still, Margaux got jealous of Darren's attention toward me. "Whew!" I sighed in relief. "What's wrong?" Sophie noticed my sweat and cold skin. "Nothing! Just nervous," I answered, wiping my sweat and dabbing the tissue onto my face. "Goodness! Why are you sweating like crazy?! I need a retouch here!" Franco clapped his hands and ordered his team to fix my makeup. Margaux went back to the beach, glowering. I caught her eyes looking at me angrily.
DARREN'S POV "Nothing! Okay? It was an accident," I implied. "Shut up, Darren! I want to hear it with Brent's mouth," Margaux watched Leona and Sophie with Rupert go upstairs, "Brent, what is it?" Brent told her what he saw, and Margaux snapped like a child throwing tantrums at us. She demanded me an explanation for why did I hug Leona. I didn't owe her an explanation, so I walked out and started the stairs. But Brent was too pushy and wanted to hear it from me. "Dude, do you like her? Come on, dude, answer me. I will definitely puke if you say yes," Brent followed me. I got pissed, so I told him what he wanted to hear. "No. I don't, and I never will," I answered and headed to my room. LEONA'S POV Rupert urged us to leave. We went into our room to avoid Margaux and Brent. But they are so loud that we can hear their arguments upstairs. I just wished Darren didn't do that. We are listening attentively. I opened my senses. I learned from my pack. Our colleagues are on the
LEONA’S POV Unfortunately, Franco was not satisfied with some of the pictures. Even the camera operators and the marketing team. Some photos need to retake, and Mr. Hanada wanted a collaboration of the Muse men and women models. That would only tell that Darren and I will do a photo shoot together. Awkward. After what happened last night, I can’t even look him in the eyes. I was whining to myself when Sophie entered the room. “What are you doing here?” “I didn’t say anything! What?!” I turned to the startling. “You just sell yourself. All right, what is it?” “What?!” I glared at her and sat on the bed. “You were saying something, and don’t lie. Because if there’s nothing wrong, you wouldn’t be here hiding with that dress and full makeup on.” Yeah, I forgot I was wearing the dress I used during the photo shoot yesterday and wearing full makeup. After Franco painted my face, I felt jittery and hid in the room. I sighed and sat on the bed. My mind is battling with me if I