The sterile scent of the medical room lingered as Noah, a 10 year old with wide eyes and a mop of unruly hair, sat patiently. Dr. Vaughan, a werewolf specialist, prepared the equipment to draw a sample of Noah's blood. The room was adorned with medical paraphernalia, but the calming presence of Adam, known affectionately as Mr. Alpha, provided a sense of reassurance to Noah."Alright, Noah," Dr. Vaughan began, readying the needle, "this won't hurt much. Just a quick prick, and we'll be done."Noah nodded, his trust in Adam extending to the pack doctor. The needle pierced his skin, and a small vial filled with his blood. Noah, although a bit uneasy, maintained his composure, knowing that this examination was crucial for the werewolf pack's understanding of his heritage.Once the procedure was complete, Noah hopped off the examination table, glancing at the vial filled with his blood. Dr. Vaughan smiled warmly. "You did great, Noah. We'll have the results soon."As they exited the medic
The morning sun painted soft hues across Thibeult City as Adam, ever vigilant, approached Noah's room. The previous day had seen shared laughter and a newfound connection between them, but as he opened the door, a hushed silence replaced the usual liveliness that accompanied Noah.Concern etched Adam's face as he observed Noah, who lay in bed, his small frame seemingly overwhelmed by the blankets. The vibrant energy that typically radiated from the young boy was replaced by a quiet stillness."Noah, how are you feeling?" Adam inquired gently, his voice conveying both care and worry.Noah, eyes half-closed, weakly mumbled, "Mr. Alpha, my head hurts, and I feel really hot."Adam's heart skipped a beat. Fever. Panic set in as he approached Noah's bedside. Swiftly retrieving a thermometer, Adam measured Noah's temperature, dread settling in as the numbers appeared on the screen—39 degrees.The urgency in Adam's voice was palpable as he reached for his phone. Dialing Irene's number, he anx
The journey to Boris City was swift yet laden with an air of uncertainty. The ambulance maneuvered through the city streets, eventually veering off into the outskirts, where the dense forest enveloped them. Adam, Noah, and Dr. Vaughan arrived at a secluded mansion that stood in stark contrast to the surrounding wilderness.The mansion, grand and luxurious, emerged from the woods like an unexpected oasis. The nurses accompanying them wore expressions of bewilderment, their confusion evident as they glanced around at the unusual sight. It was uncommon to find such opulence hidden within the Boris City woods.Noah, carefully cradled in their arms, was gently brought inside the mansion. The spacious and lavishly adorned interior seemed almost surreal against the backdrop of the forest. The nurses, perplexed by the peculiar setting, proceeded with caution, laying Noah in a grand room appointed with elegance.Expressing his gratitude, Adam thanked the nurses and accompanied them to the door
The room, now a cocoon of guarded emotions, held within its walls the weight of revelations that transcended the mundane. Dr. Vaughan, the beacon of medical insight in this mystical realm, began to unravel the enigma that shrouded Noah's ailment."Noah's condition," Dr. Vaughan began, his tone measured, "stems from the unique nature of his werewolf lineage. Unlike typical werewolves, his werewolf side has not been touched by the energy of the full moon."Irene, her protective instincts flaring, interjected with a mix of disbelief and defiance. "Are you saying he needs to meet Lucian Hemmings to absorb the full moon's energy? Absolutely not!"Adam, acutely aware of the stakes, stepped in, suggesting a more private discourse with Irene. Dr. Vaughan, recognizing the delicate nature of the situation, excused himself, leaving the room in a hushed solemnity.Alone in the room, Adam and Irene stood on opposing shores of a heated debate. Adam, his expression grave, spoke with a calm determina
After finishing her call with Joseph, Irene left the room, her thoughts still swirling with the revelation about Noah's werewolf lineage. As she stepped into the living area, she found Adam engrossed in a book. The room's warm ambiance provided a stark contrast to the cool and calculated atmosphere of the conversation Irene had just concluded.Adam looked up from his book, a gentle smile gracing his features. "Irene," he greeted, gesturing toward the plush sofa, "please, have a seat."Irene hesitated for a moment but then acquiesced, settling into the comfortable cushions. As she made herself comfortable, the scent of a delicious meal wafted through the air. The mansion's servants had prepared a spread on the dining table.Dinner was served in a silence that hung in the air, both Irene and Adam lost in their respective thoughts. The clinking of cutlery against plates filled the room, punctuating the quietude.Suddenly breaking the silence, Irene looked at Adam with a determined expres
Thousands of tree branches towered to varying heights above the mounds of earth that formed several beautiful hills. The wind blew quite strongly, causing some trees to move in the same direction and then return to their original position as if nothing had happened. The chirping of birds resounded, as if answering each other's song. Such a forest view had become a common thing for a 20-year-old woman named Irene Chamomile.Her eyes were still and fixed for quite some time. Occasionally, she caught sight of a bird flying and perching behind a tree in front of her. The heat of the sun would not hinder her desire to enjoy the atmosphere that she had been enjoying for the past few months.Since her arrival at the house on top of the hill, there wasn't much for Irene to do. In her free time, she could only spend it gazing at the same view every day. She couldn't even find a reason to feel bored because Irene had to keep looking at it, even if she didn't want to see it."It would be nice if
After finishing all the dishes that had been served by the servants at the Alpha's residence, Irene promptly left the place and went away. Two servants who were also werewolves immediately cleaned up Irene's leftover food and the utensils she had used earlier.One of the female servants, who had been staring at Irene since she started eating her meal, hissed while cleaning up Irene's messy leftovers."Why do humans never finish their food until it's clean? Are they used to leaving food like this?" Maya complained as she piled up all the empty plates and glasses.The female werewolf who led the servants, and always reminded Irene to eat, could only remain silent and not comment. She continued to listen to Maya's noisy complaints.Suddenly, Maya growled and placed the glass on top of the neatly arranged bowls with enough force. Her fangs suddenly appeared, and her eyes shone sharply towards the second floor, where Irene's room was located."She should know her place since she is only Mr
The loud moaning sound made Irene stop in her tracks, but it didn't deter her from her intention to leave the room. Irene kept approaching Adam's bed in the middle of the room while focusing her gaze on the poorly lit area. Irene's gaze fixed on Adam, who was fast asleep with a blanket covering half of his body. Adam's upper body was exposed, and Irene knew that he didn't like to sleep in a t-shirt.Adam seemed restless in his sleep, and it made Irene curious as she approached the sleeping man. Irene couldn't deny that Adam looked handsome when he was asleep, and even when he was staring at her. His sharp nose, green eyes, and always-red lips never failed to make Irene's heart race when she looked at him.Even when he was asleep and not looking at her, Irene's heart always beat fast. Especially when Adam spoke to her with his low, baritone voice that sounded tempting."Why am I imagining the nights I spent with him in bed? Oh my God! Erase those dirty thoughts, Irene!" Irene shook her