The forest seemed to close in around me as I raced through its dark and dense embrace. My heart pounded in my chest, and my breaths came in ragged gasps. I knew I had to keep moving, to put as much distance as possible between myself and Zack, who was chasing me relentlessly. His pursuit was relentless, his powerful strides closing in on me with each passing second.My legs burned with exhaustion, but I couldn't afford to stop. The adrenaline surged through me, urging me to push my tired body forward. Twigs snapped beneath my feet, and branches scratched at my skin as I weaved through the labyrinth of trees. The fear that surged through my veins only spurred me to run faster, to put as much space between me and the Alpha wolf hunting me down.But no matter how fast I ran, I couldn't shake the feeling of Zack's presence behind me. His aura loomed large, a menacing force that seemed to consume the very air around me. I could almost hear his snarls, his hungry breaths, as he closed in on

I was tired and more out of it than I thought, and could barely manage to leave the bed throughout the rest of the day. Eventually, dusk fell, and I dreamt that night.In my dream, the darkness seemed to swirl and thicken around me, creating an eerie and surreal atmosphere. I found myself standing in a vast, barren wasteland, with nothing but an endless expanse of black sand stretching to the horizon. The air was heavy with an acrid scent, and an unsettling chill permeated the desolate landscape.As my gaze shifted, I caught a glimpse of a distant figure, shrouded in shadows. As I squinted to get a clearer view, the figure gradually materialized into the form of a woman – Donna. A surge of mixed emotions washed over me – anger, fear, and confusion – as I realized that the person responsible for my children's disappearance might be standing before me.Donna's face was etched with a sinister smile, her eyes glinting with a cold malevolence. I felt a shiver run down my spine, the unsettl

My heart pounded in my chest as I held the stuffed doll in my hands. There was no denying it; this toy was suffused with Emily's scent. The sight of it filled me with both hope and dread. It not only meant that my children might have been here, but it also confirmed Meghan's suspicions about Donna's involvement.Suddenly I felt the sharp sting at my neck, and I whirled around to see Donna holding an empty syringe, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "You should have left and stayed out of this when I asked you to, Lin," she taunted, her eyes gleaming with malice.My heart pounded in my chest as the effects of the unknown substance coursed through my veins. Dizziness swept over me, and I tried to steady myself, but my body felt weak and uncoordinated.Chasing after Donna into the stairwell, my mind was clouded with a mix of rage and desperation. I couldn't let her escape, not when she held the answers to the whereabouts of my children.Our fight intensified, and I soon realized that Do

"Yes, I know," she waved me off. "I'm still coming with anyway."Rachel shook her head, her determination matching my own. "I don't care. We're in this together," she affirmed, fierce loyalty shining through her gaze. "We'll find Alpha Lin and bring him back safely, no matter the challenges we face."Her unwavering support brought a small smile to my lips. "Thank you," I whispered softly. "I don't know what I'd do without you. Without all of you here with me." I turned to look at Leon as well, appreciation glistening in my eyes.In that moment, we shared an unspoken understanding of the bond that tied us together. With Rachel at my side, I felt emboldened to face the uncertainties ahead. The journey before us was bound to test our courage, strength, and resilience, but we were determined to find Lin and reunite our family. Together, we set forth, hoping against all odds to bring him home safely and find our missing children...........We arrived at the place which was, supposedly, Do

Even though it should not, my heart sank as I realized the full extent of Vincent's twisted desires. The power struggle that had claimed the life of my father was far from over. Vincent had returned, stronger and more dangerous than ever, with the sole purpose of finishing what he started. I guess that when it came down to it, Meghan and I could admit to having one more thing in common - we both knew borderline mad, psychotic people. Was it strange that that was the case? Maybe. I mean, what are the odds? On the other hand, I heard somewhere that most everyone needed to be put in a mental institution so maybe it is pretty normal. Vincent glared at me, malevolence simply oozing from every pore in his body. The room seemed to hold its breath as the weight of his words hung in the air. My uncle's quest for power had brought us to this moment, but there was more to his dark past that needed to be acknowledged. "You were always so power-hungry, Uncle," I said, my voice tinged with sadnes