Although the waiter's face reflected displeasure, as if fate played a role, his fear of sharp knives was real. With cautious steps, the servant asked, "What do you want?"Sarah gave strict instructions, "Disguise yourself as me. And you will be safe."The servant's brow furrowed, reflecting deep anxiety. She realized the tremendous risk she would face if Lucian learned of this plan. However, Sarah's threat to him could not be ignored."Hurry up!" snapped Sarah.Scared and hesitant, the servant spoke, "But, what if Lord Lucian finds out about all this? He will kill me."Sarah assured him, "I'll make sure that won't happen. Trust me!"Along with his doubts, the servant finally complied with Sarah's request. They changed their clothes. Sarah also put on a mask so her face would not be recognized."You just need to cover your whole body with a blanket. Stay away even if Lucian calls you. Understood?"She nodded. However, the inevitable worry still lurked in her eyes."Wait!" he said."Wh
ThreateningCarefully, Sarah opened the door to her room slightly, trying to see who was knocking. Lucian, with an angry expression on his face, entered the room without permission."Who were you peeping at?" demanded Lucian, his gaze piercing Sarah.Sarah tried to hold back fear, "I didn't mean to peek, Sir. I just wanted to know what was going on in the house.""Listen carefully, never again step outside your room without permission. You have no right to pry into other people's private affairs," Lucian warned sternly.Sarah nodded, feeling cornered in her little room. Lucian left her room with a firm step, but his expression hadn't completely subsided. Sarah sat on the edge of her bed, trying to ease the tension.Marco tried to calm down a visibly shaken Esme in the living room. "Calm down, Esme. Lucian is probably just surprised. We have to find a good way to solve this problem."Esme nodded, trying to hide her fear. "But what am I supposed to do? He doesn't even trust me."Marco g
What's this feelingAware of Sarah's presence in the doorway, Lucian invited her in with a firm, "Come in!"Sarah stepped in cautiously, carrying a bottle of beer in her hand. "Sir, I brought some beer from the cellar. I'm sure you'll like it.""I prefer the outfit you're wearing tonight, Sarah."Lucian took the beer from her hand, his gaze lingering on her long enough to make her cheeks flush. She wore a simple dress, one that modestly framed her figure. To her surprise, Lucian’s compliment was genuine, not dripping with the usual sarcasm she had come to expect."Thank you," she mumbled, eyes downcast. She wondered how a man who had her under lock and key could make her feel so vulnerable yet strangely seen.Lucian poured the beer into two glasses, sliding one across the table towards her. "Sit. Drink with me."Tentatively, Sarah took a seat, lifting the glass to her lips. The beer was cold and bitter, a stark contrast to the warmth spreading through her from Lucian's proximity. "Why
MisunderstandingWith trembling hands, Sarah replied, "I..."Lucian immediately snatched the phone from Sarah's hand, his expression full of anger. "Don't you ever do this again, understand?"Sarah, who was slumped on the floor, could only nod weakly. She felt increasingly squeezed into a predicament. Lucian pushed her away, pacing back and forth, trying to contain his fury."Why did you contact him?" he demanded, his voice shaking with a mix of rage and betrayal."I... I just wanted to understand why he did it," Sarah stammered, tears streaming down her face. "I wanted closure."Lucian's eyes softened momentarily, but the anger quickly returned. "You don't need closure from a man like Marcus. He's dangerous, Sarah. Reaching out to him puts you in jeopardy."Sarah wiped her tears, her voice barely a whisper. "I know. I’m sorry."Lucian sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. He sat down beside her, his tone softer but still stern. "You have to trust me. Everything I do is to
MisunderstandingWith trembling hands, Sarah replied, "I..."Lucian immediately snatched the phone from Sarah's hand, his expression full of anger. "Don't you ever do this again, understand?"Sarah, who was slumped on the floor, could only nod weakly. She felt increasingly squeezed into a predicament. Lucian pushed her away, pacing back and forth, trying to contain his fury."Why did you contact him?" he demanded, his voice shaking with a mix of rage and betrayal."I... I just wanted to understand why he did it," Sarah stammered, tears streaming down her face. "I wanted closure."Lucian's eyes softened momentarily, but the anger quickly returned. "You don't need closure from a man like Marcus. He's dangerous, Sarah. Reaching out to him puts you in jeopardy."Sarah wiped her tears, her voice barely a whisper. "I know. I’m sorry."Lucian sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. He sat down beside her, his tone softer but still stern. "You have to trust me. Everything I do is to
(Walk in the woods)“Are you alright?”Luciano asked Talia when they exited the pack hospital.“Yes, thank you, Alpha Luciano.”, Talia responded.Luciano cocked an eyebrow at her. “Did you forget already?”She looked at him questionably, and he said, “Just Luciano. Say it.”Talia glanced around, to make sure no one overhears them. He is the Alpha, and she should listen to him, but if anyone else hears that she is addressing him casually, she might end up in trouble.Everyone they met so far addressed Luciano respectfully with his title, and Talia learned a long time ago that standing out is not a good thing.“Luciano.”He smirked victoriously. “Do you want to walk, or should I get a car? The packhouse is about fifteen minutes walking from here if we cut it straight through the forest.”She was not sure why he was giving her a choice. “Anything is fine.”“Then, let’s take a walk. I got stiff after so much time in the car, so it will be good to stretch my legs…”…Talia followed after Luc
(Welcome home)Luciano and Talia emerged from the last line of trees and Talia shrunk at the sight of the neat lawn and the mansion.Little by little, her steps became smaller, and her face was filled with reluctance.Talia understood that this is the packhouse, and things like a packhouse didn’t bring happy memories.The packhouse at the Red Moon pack was a place where she was fine only while hiding. In the forest, she was happy, and she didn’t want to go back to the attic.“This will be your home, Talia.”, Luciano announced and tugged her hand to start moving.‘Her home?’, Talia wondered if she heard him right.She knew that Luciano lives there, and probably Caden and Maya and any other high-ranking members of the pack. But what about her? She is a nobody.Talia forced herself to stay present and to observe her surroundings. It will come in handy if she needs to flee.In terms of size, the packhouse was bigger than the one at the Red Moon pack.They came from the side, but Luciano l
(Late Breakfast)A blissful smile appeared on Talia’s face as the buttery waffle with a hint of vanilla melted in her mouth together with the sweetness of the plum jam.‘Caden told me that this girl is different, but only now I realized how much…’, Stephanie’s voice reached Luciano through the mind-link.Luciano guessed that Stephanie was alluding to the way he helped Talia with food.‘There is nothing wrong with me helping the girl out.’, Luciano said and took a sip of coffee nonchalantly.‘I never said that it’s wrong.’, Stephanie immediately responded.It was not wrong, but Luciano never took a personal interest in any of the new members.Stephanie knew that Luciano waited for Talia at the pack hospital, gave her his old room on the third floor, and now served her food. This was unheard of.Stephanie was not considering the possibility that Luciano had romantic feelings toward Talia.She thought of Luciano as a child, and compared to him, Talia looked like a little girl, innocent,