EvaThe Ghost Moon pack was not what I expected it to be. My knowledge of packs were limited, but when I entered the warehouse, I was stunned by what I saw. It was completely modified; the whole space was compartmentalized, so there was a huge space near the entrance that they'd created for lounging, I assumed, and then there was a narrow corridor made of the same black brick walls they'd used everywhere. It was like a labyrinth.I received glances from a lot of people we passed. Nox was walking ahead, and he told a woman we encountered, "Call everyone down for a pack meeting. Tell them it's urgent."I supposed that the person they would be discussing was me. Goddess, I didn't know what to make of any of this. I still felt like I was in danger and that I had to run as fast as my legs could carry me regardless of what this man said to me. The woman nodded before looking at me and turning her back to us. Nox ran a hand through his air before glancing at me. We made eye contact for a

EvaI hadn’t seen Nox in two days. To me, it was an eternity because I was anxious to ask him about communicating with Cyrus. I even sent messages for him through the people who brought me food or water, but it seemed my message was never delivered. And if it was, he was ignoring me entirely. Being stuck in this tiny room wasn’t ideal. I wanted to be back at Silver Crescent. I was desperate to get out of here. I’d complained so much and now all I wanted was to return to the stability. Granted, I’d experienced a few terrifying moments there, particularly when the wall was bombed and I was nearly drowned in that stream. There was also the time when I’d been taken away from the club by that man and commanded to never return by Head Priestess Bathsheba. Also most of his family members hated me and wanted me gone, which made me feel uncomfortable all the time. Even so, I preferred being there to here. I was surrounded by strangers here. They wanted me dead. Here, everything was uncert

EvaSometime during the day—I believed that it had been three days since I’d last eaten anything—I heard a banging sound that awakened me from my sleep. I didn’t react quickly, as all my movements were slow due to the lack of energy. I cracked an eye open slightly and saw Nox standing at the door. Seeing him made me groan and I turned away from him and closed my eye again. I thought he’d go away, but instead he said, “So, this is how you intend to torture me? You’re going to starve yourself to death right under my roof just to prove to me that I can’t make you do anything?”I didn’t answer him. Why did he think that this had anything to do with him? If I had the energy and the patience, I would have asked him this, but I was exhausted to the bone and all I wanted to do was close my eyes and sleep. In fact, I felt like I could sleep forever and forever. The mattress was now comfortable, and warm. “Eva!” he snapped. Again, I ignored him. I was just drifting off to sleep when I felt

EvaI stared at him for a long time, waiting for him to respond. I wasn’t sure why, but these last few days, I was awake but mentally, it was like I was asleep. Perhaps it was shock; things happened so quickly since the Lunar Festival and I hardly had time to process everything. To make matters worse, I’d been sleeping for most of the time and refusing to entertain my thoughts because of how helpless and desperate they made me feel. Being in the car with him changed that for me, though. I was now gathering all the information I had of him in my mind and how he could have been connected to everything. He had been looking for me. The priestesses told me that someone was asking about me which was why I couldn’t return and that I would need Cyrus to keep me safe. Then suddenly, the Convent burned down and his people showed up to take me. Nox was capable of terrible things. He would have killed me mercilessly if it weren’t for the fact that we were fated mates. So, why wouldn’t he hav

NoxWe were all inside Hector’s apartment, and he was cleaning his father up. I glanced at Eva to make sure she was alright. She met my gaze but didn’t react. I hated how I couldn’t tell what she was thinking. Her emotions were always out of reach for me. Without meaning to, I wondered if she was the same with Cyrus. Then, I felt myself growing hot and turned away. I didn’t like to think about her and Cyrus. I was too territorial, and no, it didn’t matter that there wasn’t and maybe never would be anything between us. The fact that she was my Fated Mate meant that I wanted to claim her in every possible way. And thinking about her with Cyrus—someone I had an ongoing feud with—made me sick to my stomach. “May I get you anything?” Hector asked, looking at Eva. “Water, perhaps?”“She’s fine,” I stated. Hector put his hands up. “Of course.”“I have to get going,” I said. “I don’t think you’ll expect me to leave your father here with her while we conclude our business in the back.”“O