You run as fast as you can into the shadows and don't stop. You ran until you could no longer run. 'I hope Mel is ok,' you think to yourself and wonder if you should not perhaps use your lycan sense of smell to find her. No, you should not. Despite my advice not to go after Mel you decide to go look for her. You hear gunshots in the distance followed by Mel screaming. "No," you cry before continuing on your way. You wander the empty dark streets, looking for any sign that will tell you where you are but all the signs are painted over. After walking for miles you reach what seems like an abandoned residential area. You walk past one block of houses before turning into the walkway of one, hoping to find a place to rest your tired body. You find the front door locked and walk around back. The back door is also locked so you turn your eyes to the ground. You lift the first rock, thinking perhaps a spare key will be hiding under a rock. Right, as if people really do that. Left disappo
Now that you are less hungry you are ready to continue your journey. 'I need a car,' you tell yourself. 'And money.' You search the house but come up empty on money. 'Think, think,' you tell yourself. 'Where will I put money if I was a housewife?' You remember how your mother always used to hide money in the washing powder box. "Your dad will never find it here," she chuckled. "Why are you hiding money from daddy?" you use to inquire. "Because daddy doesn't believe in rainy days," she would explain. You make your way to the laundry room and what do you know, there it is, money in a plastic bag amongst the washing powder. I guess when their rainy day came the lady of the house forgot her stash. You pocket the money and proceed to search for car keys. Instead of searching for car keys why not first check if there is a car in the garage? You walk over to the door that you assume leads to the garage and puts your hand on the door handle. You take a deep breath, hoping that the ala
While driving you consider your options and decided to seek the help of the vampire king again but instead of going to the higher council an urge inside you send you to an underground club not so far from the higher council. It was already dusk as you pull up to the club and wonder how you knew it was an underground club."Only vamps and humans," a lady at the entrance stops you."I am seeking the vampire king," you tell her."Password?" she asks you."The ass word is; THERE IS NO PASSWORD," you answer her wondering how you knew it.She steps aside. "He is not here but I will send someone to notify him you are here. What is your name?" You bite her lip, unsure if you should give your name."Will let him know that a mysterious woman is waiting for him," she chuckles.You make your way through the dark hallway that led to a door that had its own doorman and from the look of him, it was clear he was a vampire."THERE IS NO PASSWORD," you roll your eyes at him. He opens the door and sto
You wait for Kezia to open the door to her potion door before giving her a hard shove, hoping to have the upper hand with the element of surprise. You shove her so hard that she slams into a tall shelve filled with potions. You try to follow her into her potion room to keep the upper hand but are met by an invisible wall. Good thing though because the next moment Kezia's shelve of potions tips over her. Positions that are not supposed to be mixed together mix as it all comes crashing down on her. A small explosion forced the door shut but not before you witness Kezia's death. "Holy crap," you say in shock. You obviously didn't mean to kill her, or did you? "Here you are," Davide says, wrapping his arms around you. "What was that?" "I was trying some new mixes," you say with a shaky voice. "What are you wearing?" Davide chuckles at the tracksuit and baseball cap you are wearing. "I always put this on when I try out new potions," you choke. "Ok," Davide says, not appearing as if h
"Why didn't you come to see me last night?" Luke asks when he finally got a moment alone with you. "Luke," you exclaim, fear running through you. "I, I fell asleep and didn't wake up again. Luke walked over to you and was about to kiss you when you push him away. "Don't." "Do you have to sound like her? Bloody hell you even smell like her," Luke spat. "It is just a spell. Her parents got onto me," you choke out. "What is up with you? Why are you so jittery?" Luke asks, fine coming to your face with his eyes. "Because she is pregnant," Davide says with a big smile on his face, walking into his study. "Really?" Luke questioned with a frown on his face as he watch Davide wrap you up in his arms, kissing you deeply. "I will be out of town for a few days," Luke says, walking towards the door. "Again?" Davide questions, letting go of you. "Family business," Luke informs him. "When will you bring your family around? We have been friends for a few years now yet I have never met them
You decide it was best not to tell them the truth, not until you are sure of the truth. "I will tell him when I can mind link with him. Telling him alone without sharing my mind might just make me lose my head," you explain. "Only the shaman that has placed the spell can remove it," your mother informs you. "Then asks him to come here," you plead. "He is away on some shaman ritual thing. He will only be back in a few months," your mother explains, making you wonder if she is telling the truth or not. "Not a word to anyone, ok?" you say. "Lips are sealed," your mother says and again you wonder if she is being honest. 'I can play this game for a few months, right?' you wonder. After the afternoon visit with your parents, you went to Davide's room and found it romantically decorated with rose petals and candles. Davide walks out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around him. "You were supposed to meet me in our private dining room," Davide chuckles. You smile, looking ar
"I will meet up with you in my study," Davide says."It is an urgent matter that can't wait," Luke says."Of course, it can wait," Davide chuckles, turning his focus back to you and your family."Davide, trust me on this," Luke says with a firm voice, looking at you instead of Davide."If he says it can wait then it can wait," you say, putting your arm firmly around Davide's arm."Why don't you sit down and enjoy your visit with your parents," Luke demands.'Crap, he knows,' you realize and wish there was a way that you can mind link your mom. You feel your body obey and you take a seat. Davide looks at you with a frown plastered on his face."He is right. You go take care of business. I have kept you away from your work long enough," you smile."Not that it is a bad thing," your mom chips in, "You have the potential to do good, and lead an honest life.""Mom, don't," you silence her."If you must know, I have been focusing my attention on earning an honest living," Davide says, walk
"Stop," Davide comes to his senses, realizing that Kezia's sister might be lying out of revenge and hate for you. "I will arrange for a shaman to confirm your claims. After that you can do with her as you please," Davide says but she does not let go of you. Davide grabs her by her neck from behind. "I said, Stop." She hisses at you as she lets you go, leaving you to pant for air. "Fine. It is your baby but do you really want a baby with her?" she spat. Davide slaps her through her face. "You dare to harm my child? I don't care who is carrying it!" Davide slapped her so hard that she fell to the ground. She got to her feet and stormed off, yelling, "You all will pay for this!" "Come," Davide says, grabbing you by your arm and pulling you up. He drags you to his room. "You are not to leave this room. Don't speak. Don't try to escape," he orders before leaving you. You spent the rest of the day crying while Davide wrecks his head on how to deal with your dead parents, not allowing
"Come with me," a voice startled you. You didn’t have to look around to know who it belonged to. It was Wynn, the Lycan King's best friend."Why?" you asked under your breath, matching the quiet intensity of his tone."Stand up and come with me," Wynn ordered, his voice imbued with a silent force that felt more compelling than even the Lycan King’s command.Against your will, you rose from your seat and followed him out of the dining hall, each step defying your own intentions. The air between you was charged with an unspoken tension."How did you do that?" you demanded, your voice sharp with frustration. The shaman necklace you wore should have protected you, and you'd been humming protective chants under your breath. Yet, his power had broken through your defenses effortlessly.Wynn remained silent, his stride purposeful. You followed him like a duckling trailing its mother, powerless to resist the pull of his authority. He stopped in front of an imposing wooden door, gesturing for
Later that evening, the Lycan King and his closest confidant, Wynn, found themselves alone in the quiet seclusion of the King’s private chambers, the low flickering of candlelight casting shadows across the stone walls. The tension of the day still lingered in the air as they shared a rare moment of camaraderie.“I can’t thank you enough for what you did today,” the King began in a low, gravelly tone, his gaze steady as he reached for a decanter of aged bourbon. He poured the rich amber liquid into two heavy crystal glasses, the sound of it splashing softly against the silence.Wynn shifted uneasily, crossing his arms before moving closer to the King. “We deceived them with a false prophecy,” he replied, voice thick with bitterness. He took the offered glass but didn’t drink immediately, his eyes narrowed as he regarded the swirling drink with a conflicted expression. “I’m not exactly proud of manipulating them like that.”The King’s lips twisted into a wry smile as he held his own gl
Ellle turned to face the Lycan King with unwavering determination. "I will go with you willingly," she declared, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her.The Lycan King regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and respect. "You possess a rare courage, Elle," he acknowledged. "But know that your sacrifice will not go unnoticed."As Elle stepped forward to join the Lycan King, Wynn's voice cut through the tension. "Wait," he commanded, his eyes ablaze with an intensity that silenced the gathering."The time for secrecy has passed," Wynn declared, his gaze shifting to the Lycan King. "It is time for the truth to be revealed."With a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features, the Lycan King nodded in agreement.Wynn turned to face the assembled pack, his voice ringing out with authority. "Listen well, for what I am about to reveal will shake the foundations of our world."As the pack members leaned in, captivated by Wynn's words, he began to recount the ancient prophecy that ha
With a commanding tone, the alpha exclaimed, "Lock Johnathan up!"The Luna, unable to find words to express her disagreement, reluctantly shook her head. She silently obeyed and began gathering the pack members. "Everyone, shift into your animal forms, and let's get going," she ordered.The pack members quickly began to undress, preparing to shift. However, families with young children remained unchanged. Understanding the urgency of the situation, the pack members did not dare to gather their belongings.Just as they were about to depart, a hysterical laughter echoed through the air. "It is too late!" Johnathan shouted.His father, already aware of the dire situation, had hoped that they would be able to escape.An idea struck me, and I suggested, "Michael can cast a spell on them, hiding them in the woods."The Luna retorted, "They will smell them, and besides, they have more powerful shamans than Michael."The alpha, recognizing the potential value of the suggestion, responded, "It
"I will go find the Alpha and ask for his advice," Elle says and leaves. You notice that she left the door open and begin to wonder if you should try to leave as well. Contemplating your decision, you walk towards the door and cautiously step right through."Perhaps I can come with you?" you call after Elle, hoping to lend a helping hand."I am not your keeper," Elle responds, allowing you a moment to catch up.You both continue walking in silence, allowing Elle to take the lead. Passing each door, you turn your head in anticipation, searching for any sign of Micheal."What are you doing out of your rooms?" Johnathan questions with a stern tone as the two of you unexpectedly cross paths in the hallway of the packhouse."I am looking for your father," Elle politely responds, explaining her purpose."He's in a meeting," Johnathan says, his tone filled with frustration. "Michael managed to escape and killed two guards in the process.""Did he really? And he left without her?" Elle asks,
You patiently waited in silence, feigning sleep, desperately hoping that the Alpha and his son would eventually depart. Determined to keep your true wakefulness a secret, you resolved not to give them any indication of your awareness. Thoughts raced through your mind as you formulated a plan: "I'll wait until they're gone and then carefully make my escape. But, above all, I hope Michael is alright." With utmost concentration, you shifted your attention solely to regulating your breaths, maintaining composure amidst the tense situation."Do you happen to know if Michael is still asleep?" you hear the Alpha inquire.Perplexed by the question, his son chuckles and asks, "Why are you asking me? Father, you can simply link your mind with his guard." Asserting his point."I entrusted you with the responsibility of overseeing the guards." Frustrated by the situation, the Alpha lets out an exasperated sigh and proceeds to establish a mental connection with the guard in charge of Michael himse
Elle, overcome with emotion, leaps towards Jude and flings her arms around him, desperately seeking comfort. In a sudden bold move, she presses her lips onto his, surprising him. "Hey," Jude manages to push her away gently, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What are you doing?"Elle, her voice trembling, replies, "You saved me, Jude. You found me again." She tries to lean in for another kiss, hoping to rekindle their lost connection.Jude chuckles softly, attempting to keep her at arm's length. "Sure, but there's no need to kiss me," he says, his tone light. Deep down, though, he struggles with the conflict within him, the memory of their love wiped from his mind.Confusion clouds Elle's face as she asks, "Is there someone else? I don't understand." Unaware of Jude's altered memories, she searches for answers, her brows knit together.Jude, in a cold and detached manner, replies, "You are still just a pack slave to me, Elle. No matter what blood runs through your veins." He takes a st
When Elle's eyes met Jude's she felt a sense of belonging.Elle's mind was a blank canvas, devoid of any memories or sense of identity. Lost and confused, a lingering feeling of emptiness. With her eyes on Jude's, a spark ignited within her. Though her memory remained elusive, there was an inexplicable familiarity in the depths of their gaze. It was as if their souls had connected long before their paths crossed. A glimmer of hope flickered within Elle, a belief that Jude held the key to unlocking her forgotten past. Yet, as her heart whispered of trust, a shadow of doubt intertwined with her longing. Could she truly rely on this stranger, or would he lead her astray? The answers lay hidden in the depths of their shared gaze, beckoning Elle to uncover the truth and discover the depths of her own being.“All yours. Now leave.” Neil said, coming to a halt in front of Jude. “You are to obey him, no matter what,” Neil said before leaving them.Jude's heart raced as Neil's words echoed in
The female on the stage walked off and got onto a nearby table when Neil coached Elle onto the stage. "Take off your clothes."Under an obedient spell, Elle took off her clothes without hesitation. "Let me be clear. She might be barren and she is most definitely not a virgin. Opening bid has already been placed at 100k," Neil stated, looking at the few men in the club. His first bid came from a couple that has been regulars at his club for almost a year. He has been hiding them for favors that only a prehistoric vampire could give, like his now-dead sister has been hiding her prehistoric vampire.Elle kept her eyes on Jude, hoping he would place a bid.Jude's eyes were on Elle, wondering why he was so wildly attracted to her. 'What debt is she paying off here?' Jude wondered, thinking the only reason why a Lycan would be strutting her stuff in a club owned by an enchanting community if because of a deal gone wrong. People suspected the Lycan females were being held against their will