"Argon, wake up. There's someone in..." I paused, feeling nothing but the bed. When I turned to look at the spot my Argon was laying in, it was empty. Argon wasn't in bed! "Argon? Where are you?" I called, believing he was in the bathroom. But I got no response back. When I called his name for

ESTELLE "No one believes me. Even Argon thinks I'm seeing things. I will shock them all when I fish out that beast. I will find where it's hiding." I sat in the living room, flashing to my horrible experience with that beast. Just in one night, it almost killed me! Telling Argon and his Beta, Je

"You can't accuse her, Luna. She has been in the basement all night. It was this morning she came out to work, " Jerome said, defending Brielle. Despite listening to Jerome and seeing that Brielle wasn't the culprit, I still wanted her to take the blame for my madness. I want to believe what I saw

ESTELLE That same fateful day, I decided to get myself something new. With the show coming up in four days and my rehearsal being tomorrow, I needed everyone in the modelling team, especially those ladies that think they can reach my level, to lay those big eyes of theirs on the latest Estelle in

ESTELLE This was beginning to cause an issue, leaving my Argon uncomfortable. The pack members were raising questions at my Alpha, demanding to know why Brielle was dressed like that, and Argon was slowly getting mad over this. Mostly, he was glaring at me for causing all these issues. But I on