Eon grunted as he rolled to his side, his arm automatically sought for Lina but his hand ended up in an empty and cold space. His eyes flew open and his wolf yawned inside him. Another strange thing that he has that other werewolves like him do not have, is the ability to let his wolf sleep. He can tell his wolf to sleep or stay awake, like a guard dog. However, whenever he’s with Lina, his darn would fall asleep before him. He’s too comfortable with Lina. A smirk that was about to curl at the corner of his lips, halted. [She’s not here.] “Hmm,” Eon creased his brows. He and his wolf have to talk about his overprotectiveness towards Lina. [Shut up!] He snapped at his wolf and grabbed his phone on the bedside table. “Where’s my girl?” He asked not to let the person on the other line talk, nor did he hear his own protectiveness. “She went for a run.” The man answered, clearing his throat. He wasn’t used to Eon’s tone of voice. He didn’t expect him to be too ter

His footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor of the hospital. The white walls and the generic door with small cheap-looking numbers stuck on the wall next to it were ticking in his head. The nurse told them that their patient was in room 543.Travis found out Trent was taken to this hospital. According to the bystanders that they asked in the boulevard, there was a riot because of a prank that went wrong and Trent was one of the casualties. They don’t believe any of it because there is no way that Trent would end up in a hospital for a simple wound.Eon’s face was grim and somber. He was worried about Lina. The homeless man that Frio was fighting with, told them that a beautiful woman gave him the smartwatch so he could sell it. Thus, he had to pay for the damn smartwatch to get it back. He and Frio exchanged glances, thinking how far does Lina know about what he has been doing behind her back. How the hell did she know that the smartwatch has a tracker.

The shadows of the towering trees were dancing on him as he drove fast down the quiet highway to the place that he left many years ago. His left hand was on the steering wheel as his right fumbled on the hidden compartment next to the driver seat for his sunglasses. The wind was hurting his eyes because he had all the windows of his sports car open. He inhaled the fresh air and somehow the worry that had been sitting on his chest was soothed. They still haven’t had any information about Lina. And coming home to ask for his father’s help was an act of desperation. With all the power and money he thought he had already accumulated over the years, they were all useless in face of the situation. His money and his power had done nothing to find Lina. Although his men continued to look for her, they still haven’t got any news. Lina vanished in thin air. He gritted his teeth and his knuckles turned white as his grip tightened on the wheel. He hoped to God that his father wo

Eon and his father sat down around the campfire and none could be heard except the chirping of the insects and the tree branches slapping each other as the wind blew. The rest of the wolves went back to their respective task of guarding the borders of their territory. Elyon didn’t have to tell him that things weren’t the same in the past.Eon heard his father clear his throat but he didn’t take his eyes off the crackling fire. The atmosphere between them was painfully awkward and Eon felt like he regressed into his young self, fearing his father’s overwhelming presence.“It’s a surprise to have you here.” He bent down and put another log on the fire. “When Elyon came back with the story of your successful fight over a territory, I had given up on trying to bring you home.”“Did you really?” He asked with a sneer. He knew his father. Giving up wasn’t in his vocabulary. He was about to say mor

“You can buy the mining company?” “How many times do I have to repeat myself?” His brows knotted in annoyance. “Didn’t Elyon tell you of the territory that I’m running?” “You don’t have a pack. You have a company—a business.” His father sadly said. “It doesn’t matter what you call it. What I have could save your pack.” He averted his eyes. Not having a pack wasn’t a problem for him for a long time. He doesn’t feel the need to belong in a company of his own kind, however, coming back to his childhood home brought out a lot of complicated emotions on his chest. It must be because he was anxious by Lina’s disappearance. “Now that we are clear with what I can give you, I want the help I came here for.” “I would assume that the way in the city doesn’t help you find Lina?” “Yes.” He reluctantly agreed. He doesn’t like the smug expression on his father’s face. “I need your best tracker to find me, Lina.” He pulled out Lina’s nightdress. It wa