LOGINAlice POV"This is a private estate. There's no other person living here besides Damien. What don't you understand about that? How will you find a white witch here?" I asked, completely confused by the certainty in Quinton's voice, because nothing about what he was saying made sense to me in that moment. The estate had always felt predictable, almost controlled, like every corner belonged to Damien alone, and I knew it too well to believe there could be some hidden presence living inside it without my knowledge.The mansion itself stretched endlessly behind us, a structure of wealth and power, with polished marble floors, towering glass windows, and walls decorated with expensive paintings that Damien had personally collected over the years. Everything about it screamed order, silence, and exclusivity, and that was why Quinton’s claim felt almost insulting to my understanding of the place."I will go bring her. Stay here." He replied.His confidence irritated me more than it reassured
Alice POVI placed my index finger in front of my lips to give Quinton a sign to shut his mouth. The knock came again, louder this time, echoing through the mansion. The sound made my nerves tighten. Every second spent away from Damien felt dangerous. I quickly walked to the door, opened it slightly, stepped outside, and pulled it shut behind me before whoever was standing there could catch even a glimpse of what was happening inside."Good day ma, I'm sorry for disturbing you this hour of the night but..." I didn't let him finish and I interrupted immediately."I'm happy you know that this is not a good time to come knocking on someone's door. What the hell brought you here at this hour of the day?" I asked, anger surging through my chest.The manager swallowed hard. Sweat glistened on his forehead despite the cold night air. His eyes kept drifting toward the door behind me as if he expected Damien to suddenly appear."There's an emergency in the club that needs Sir Damien's immediat
Alice POVQuinton looked at me with a perplexed expression, as though he was trying to make sense of the words that had just left my mouth. He was no longer lying on the bed. At some point during my explanation, he had gotten to his feet and crossed the distance between us. Now he stood only a few steps away, his eyes fixed on mine, searching for any sign that I was joking."What do you mean by that? Alice, tell me this is a joke." He asked, pinning his gaze on me.My throat suddenly felt dry. Saying it once had been difficult enough. Saying it again felt even worse."Damien is dead." I said quietly as I rubbed my palms together. The words hung heavily in the air between us. Neither of us spoke for several seconds. Quinton simply stared at me as though his mind refused to accept what he had heard."How did this happen? Have you contacted the Priest and Arthurwolf?" He asked as he began pacing
Damien’s POVI moved my swivel chair sideways and studied her with quiet amusement as she stepped into the room like she always owned the space, like gravity bent slightly differently around her presence. Alice had that kind of entrance that didn’t ask for attention but took it anyway, the kind of beauty that didn’t feel soft or delicate but sharp and intentional, like something forged rather than born.Tonight she looked like a night queen, a figure carved out of elegance and danger, the type of presence humans would stare at too long without understanding why they suddenly felt unsettled. She was wearing a red mini gown, short enough to demand attention without ever trying, the fabric clinging to her frame in a way that suggested confidence more than exposure, her long sleeves made from a mesh like material embroidered with faint silver beadwork that shimmered whenever she moved her arms.
Damien’s POVI parked my car at the back exit of my club, a route designed strictly for my use alone, hidden away from the usual chaos that clung to the front like a second skin. I hated the crowd, the noise, the unnecessary contact with people who thought they knew what luxury looked like, so I created distance in the only way I could afford, absolute control over my space. The club was not just a business, it was a feeding ground, a system I built carefully after opening my gallery, a place where I could stay close enough to humans to blend in yet distant enough to never be questioned. I needed both my worlds to function without collision, and this was the only arrangement that kept my existence stable.I stepped out of the car and pressed the lock button, listening to the soft beep that confirmed everything was secure before heading toward the private entrance. The hallway leading to my elevator was dimly lit, lined with abstract ar
Aethelwulf POV"What do you mean by we need to discuss something important, I just told you that I am busy?" I said with my voice slightly raised, already irritated that he was standing here disturbing me when I clearly wasn't in the mood for any form of conversation."Come on bro, let's have a bit of brotherly talk..." I ain't into hearing that. The last thing I wanted right now was whatever fake brotherly conversation he was trying to force on me."Preston, I am busy at this moment and I don't care how important whatever you need to say is, it can wait." I let out and he took a deep breath and nodded, probably his senses are screaming back to him because he could obviously tell I wasn't in a good mood and pushing me further wouldn't end well for him."Fine, so when should I come back, this is very important bro, I really need to talk to you, so give me a specific time." He requested and I didn't even know what to say. I really didn't want to entertain him at all but then if I don't g
Kiera's POV“You don't need to hold my hand. I am still the Luna of this pack regardless of my offense. Leave me; I can walk,” I said to them, but they all kept a straight face, tightening their hold on my arm as though I was perhaps talking to myself.“That's an order,” I said with my Luna authori
Kiera's POVAfter the confrontation with Tasha, I didn't feel like going into the forest searching for the drugs anymore; I just wanted to go somewhere far, so far away from the pack, from everyone. He can't bring in a liability into my house and still need my help; perhaps I should let the virus ge
Aethelwulf POV“How's the situation over there?” I asked over the phone as my driver kept driving.“It's getting bad by the minute, twenty persons with the same bite,” he said over the line, and I rubbed my temple slightly. This is so bad; I hope the doctors don't get infected too.“I'm close by,”
Kiera's POVThe beeping of my alarm continued. I turned to the other side of the bed, using the pillow to cover my ears, but then the beeping continued. I furiously stood up and turned off the alarm.Looking around the room, no incident of last night came to my mind, my head banging so badly. “Fuck







