He led us to the back of the club to a door that was closed. Knocking on it, he opened it up, gesturing for us to go inside. I looked over to Elena with a worried look; she gave me a warm smile and shrugging her shoulders and walking through the door, I followed her. I was surprised when we walked in and were met by a lady with blonde hair who looked to be in her thirties. I don't know why but I wasn't expecting a woman to be running this place."Hello ladies, I'm Amber," the woman introduced herself with a warm smile. "I heard you're interested in working here. Do you have any experience?"Elena and I exchanged a nervous glance before Elena spoke up, "We don't have any professional dancing experience, but we're quick learners and hard workers."Amber nodded. "That's great to hear. We can start you off as waitresses tomorrow night and see how you do. If all goes well, we can discuss other opportunities in the future."Relief washed over me at the thought of not having to dance on stag
Right as those words left my mouth, there was a knock on the door, making us both jump. I looked over at Elena, who was looking back at me with the same worried look. Letting out a shaky breath, I got up slowly, heading toward the door. Placing my hand on the door handle, I paused for a second, looking back at Elena, who pointed to the broom next to the door. I nodded, picking it up with the other hand.Pressing my eye to the door, I let my wolf take over, using its hearing to see if I could hear anything on the other side of the door, but I couldn't make anything out. Elena came over, joining me at the door, taking the broom from me and holding it tight in both hands before nodding at me to open the door. Taking one last breath, I slowly opened the door, trying to look through the crack as I did. To my surprise, instead of a threat on the other side, there stood the little old lady who ran the place. She had a kind smile on her wrinkled face as she held out a tray of food toward us.
We rushed out of the room and into the street, both of us stopping to look at one another. Neither of us knew how we would get to Lillie. We didn't have a car, and even if we did, neither of us knew how to drive.“What do we do, Winter?” Elena turned to me, worry written all over her face.I looked around, trying to find an answer. “I don't know,” I said, frustration clear in my voice. Looking down at my phone, I made the choice to call Lillie again, but as I went into my phone, Enzo's number sat just above Lilies. I hesitated for a second. I took a deep breath and pressed Enzo's number, my heart racing as the phone rang. After a few rings, he picked up."Hello?" His voice was cautious, almost hesitant.“Enzo, if you let Lilly go, I will come back, and you can return me to my parents or do whatever you want with me,” I begged him.Elena grabbed my arm. “Winter, no!” she whispered urgently, but I shook her off. Enzo's voice filled with sadness as he responded, “Winter, I don't have Li
I ran through the night finally reaching the city we had left behind, I went back to the hotel picking up Lilies scent and following it until i came to a large warehouse. The sun was just starting to rise, casting a soft glow over the empty streets. I hesitated at the entrance of the warehouse, my instincts telling me that danger lurked inside.As I cautiously made my way in, the darkness enveloped me like a shroud. My wolf senses were on high alert, every sound amplified in the silence. I could hear the faint echo of my own footsteps against the concrete floor.I followed Lillie's scent deeper into the warehouse, searching for any sign of her. But she was nowhere to be found. Panic started to claw its way up my throat as I realised she might be in trouble.And then I caught another scent – one that sent a shiver down my spine. It was familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. It was a mix of earthiness and musk, tinged with something dangerous.I crept further into the darkness, my hea
Slowly opening my eyes, I took in my surroundings. I had been here before, but I couldn't quite place where. Panic set in as I realised I was in Enzo's bedroom. How did I end up here? My heart raced as I jumped up from the bed and saw him sitting in a chair in the corner.Enzo stood up slowly, his hands held out in front of him. "Winter, please calm down. I'm not going to hurt you."I backed away, my mind racing with questions. "How did I get here?" I demanded, my voice shaky.Enzo's expression softened as he took a step towards me. "I felt that you were in trouble, Winter. I found you in a warehouse that was on fire."Confusion washed over me as he spoke. "How did you feel that I was in trouble?"He hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Because you're my mate, Winter."My eyes widened in disbelief. "You're lying," I whispered. "If we were mates, I would be able to feel you too."Just then, Elena entered the room and spoke up. "He's telling the truth, Winter." She paused befo
I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window. To most people, it would have been a beautiful way to wake up, but for me, it was not. My head was pounding from the night. I snuck out again with my friends and went to a party. My family never let me do anything. They always say that princesses should be seen outside of their role I had to act perfect all the time, and I hated it. I knew that if they had found out that I had been out all night with my friends Lillie and Elena, they would be even made. Our friendship was forbidden. Our kinds were not allowed to mix unless it was for something that benefited us. I rolled over, looking at the time, letting out a loud, angry growl as I did because I knew my parents would be so upset that I had missed breakfast with them. They made it clear yesterday that I had to be there because they had important news to tell me. As I quickly got dressed and tried to piece together the events of the night before, my mind was filled with wo
I headed straight for my room once I was back home. I locked my door behind me. I had to be so careful with what I did so I wouldn't get caught.As I sat on my bed, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I had made it back home safely, without anyone suspecting a thing.But I knew that I couldn't let my guard down. I had to be careful every step of the way. One wrong move and everything could come crashing down, and it wasn't only me that would be punished. It would be Lillie and Elena, too, and the last thing I wanted was for them to get into trouble because of me. I started making a mental list of all the things that I would need to take with me. I needed to pack light, but there was also so much that I would need. After all, I would never be able to turn home again. Once my family had worked out what I had done, they would disown me. Werewolves are meant to be pack animals, only ever doing things that benefit their pack. I have always tried my hardest to be a good pack member, but
I stayed in my room the whole day, ignoring the knocks on my door from maids coming to bring me food and father coming to check up on me. I even ignored my brother I didn't want to face any of them. It was easier to just stay away from them. It would make leaving so much easier, and I wouldn't let my emotions get the better of me. That's one thing I hate about being a wolf. Your emotions are so strong, and they control nearly everything that you do. One of the first things you start to learn in wolf school is how to control your emotions so you don't snap one day and let your wolf take over and kill someone. It's one thing I have never been very good at. I have anger problems, and I've spent most of my life trying my hardest to keep them at bay. Because of this, I ended up getting my wolf really early in life. Most wolves only get there when they turn 16, some even later than that, but I was 6, and it was on my first day of school when one of the other kids started to pick on me becau