Genevieve: "Settle in," as soon as I slipped into the car, I eased back in the passenger seat. He had already picked up tea and some snacks for me. "Oh my goodness, thank you so much," the caramel popcorn was my absolute favorite. He even handed me a blanket to curl up with, allowing me to sit

Bellamy: The night passed by peacefully, and strangely enough, there was more space in the bed for me to move around than I had expected with three people in it. The light from the curtains had really started to bother me. We should have checked the curtains properly last night because who's going

Genevieve: "Where's your pack?" I asked again as I trailed behind him, slowing my pace. "It's right there," he gestured into thin air. I suddenly halted and furrowed my brows. "What were you doing sneaking out of the apartment like a thief?" I questioned, and he stopped, turning to regard me as

Genevieve: "Ugh!" Percy's scream pierced the air, causing the birds resting in their nests to scatter in fear. I kept my distance, but witnessing my husbands attacking him was terrifying. The giant powerful werewolves loomed over him, larger and more ruthless in every way. Their inflated egos were

Genevieve: The moment I uttered his name, he raised his head to meet my gaze, and a surge of anger propelled me back into the room. "Damn it, how the hell did they expect me to react to this?" I muttered, pacing back and forth with growing agitation. Not even five minutes had passed when the fou