Amethysta's world had once revolved around the comforting routine of boring daily life, but it all came crashing down when Icarus suddenly disappeared from her life. The absence of his presence left her feeling drifting into the pits, and a pervasive sense of loneliness began to settle in.Desperate for answers, Amethysta tried reaching out to Icarus, her calls and messages becoming a lifeline in her quest for connection. Yet, her efforts were met with nothing but silence, as if her pleas vanished into the void.Days turned into weeks, and as the unanswered messages piled up, Amethysta could no longer deny the painful truth: Icarus had vanished from her life. It was as if he had never been there at all.A memory resurfaced in her mind—a conversation with Icarus in which he had mentioned that he was new to the city. It struck her with the force of revelation. What if he left the city? That was what roaming in her mind. Amethysta felt a mixture of emotions—abandoned, hurt, and bewilder

Amethysta entered her room, her footsteps echoing softly in the quiet house. She picked up her mobile phone and noticed a few messages from her father, indicating that he was still at work. Her brows furrowed slightly as she read the messages, contemplating whether to respond.However, after a moment's thought, she decided to close her phone without replying for now. She placed it on her bedside table and headed for the bathroom. Sliding down her straps, she stepped inside the shower. The warm water washed away the remnants of a long day. The droplets slid over her body, wetting her body. Under the shower, She couldn't control her emotions anymore. She pressed her lips trying to control her whimpers. But she couldn't. She whimpered while her eyes shed tears which were mingled with water making it meaningless. Amethysta wrapped in her bath towel and stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bathroom. Drops of water glistened on her skin, and her reflection revealed a moment of

After a quiet moment of comforting silence, Mateo gently broke the hug, his voice soft as he said, "Let's get some sleep, hmm." Mateo caressed her hair gently. Eira responded with a gentle hum, and together, they made their way to the bed. Mateo took the initiative to arrange the bed, making sure it was comfortable.As they settled in, Eira surprised Mateo by laying her head on his chest, her actions leaving him momentarily stunned. His heart skipped a beat, but he soon relaxed, his arms wrapping around her in a protective embrace. The sensation of her head against his chest brought a sense of warmth and intimacy that neither of them could deny.Mateo, curious about Eira's sudden display of sensitivity, gently inquired, "Baby, is this because your heat is approaching, you are so sensitive?"Eira shook her head in response, denying that it had anything to do with her heat. She simply felt the need for closeness and comfort.Mateo sighed softly, his hand patting Eira gently as he whisp

Back at the mansion, the police had already arrived, questioning the servants about the break-in. Each servant shook their head, claiming they hadn't seen anyone enter the premises. The atmosphere was tense, and the officers were determined to get to the bottom of the incident since Patrick was an important person in the pack. As Patrick arrived home, he was immediately approached by one of the police officers. The officer began asking relevant questions, "Mr. McCarlock, can you tell us if you noticed anything unusual or if there's anyone who might have had a reason to break in?"Patrick furrowed his brows in thought, contemplating the questions. "Honestly, officer, I can't think of anyone who would have a motive for this. I could only sense the mixture of pheromones when I came out of my room. But they didn't steal anything. If they were thieves, they would have used the scent blocker. But they didn't use,"The police officer nodded, jotting down notes as they continued to investiga

The next day, it was Amethysta's weekend holiday. She awoke later than usual, her sleep having been restless the previous night. After getting herself ready, she descended the staircase and entered the living area. There, she found her father, waiting for her.Patrick looked up from the book he had been reading, a warm smile gracing his lips. "Good morning, sleepyhead," he greeted her.Amethysta returned the smile, feeling a sense of comfort in her father's presence. "Morning, Dad," she replied. "Did you wait long?"Patrick shook his head. "Not at all, Ami. I was just enjoying the peace. How did you sleep?" Patrick dramatically said. Amethysta chuckled and hesitated for a moment, then decided not to share. "It was good."Patrick's concern deepened seeing his daughter's fluttering eyelids and the fingers that were snapping now and then. "Okay, why don't we make the most of your weekend holiday? Is there anything you'd like to do today?"Amethysta thought for a moment, a glimmer of exc