Rich Alpha's Bride

n the corridors of the school. She couldn't get rid of this mixture of intrigue and mystery that surrounded the Valmont family. As if something, a force she didn't unde

mont family for the community several years ago. But as she dove deeper, she came across blogs, obscure forums filled with disturbing theories and stories. Some claimed th

were linked to a curse - or a blessing, according to some - transforming them into protectors of the region, endowed with extraordinary abilities. She couldn't help but shiver as she read the

er heart still racing from reading these strange tales. She lay down, trying to push away the images of Kayden and the castle that lingered in her min

ah in the hall. She needed to talk to someone about it,

more about the Valmont family history

es, you know. It's an old family, and there have always been rumors. Some say they... practice

ing... I just read things. Legends, I suppose. She tried to smile,

ere about werewolves . The inhabitants of Crescentville say that on full moon nights, howls can be heard in the forest around the c

laugh, but her voice betrayed a certain uneasiness. "

! Well, it's fascinating, but

l whisper that compelled her to learn more. After class, instead of going straight home, she took the path leading to the forest

the place, a sense of déjà vu as if these woods were familiar to her. However, it was the first time she set foot here. She told herse

observing every tree, every shadow, feeling something moving at the edge of her vision. Sometimes a breath of

he outlines of the tall towers between the trees, like an imposing, almost menacing presence. It was as if the

raced, and she tried to reassure herself. "It's nothing, just an animal," she muttered to herself, but the th

him.

The air around him seemed to vibrate, as if emanating raw energy, an almost palpable force. He stopped a few

is voice was low, calm, but there wa

w her fear. "I was exploring. I had heard st

r with disconcerting ease. She felt vulnerable under thi

finally, his voice dropping to almost a whisper. "Some sto

is warning. "And you think I

ce between them, and she felt his breath mix with hers, the heat of his body radiating into hers. She should have stepped back,

cially for someone like you," he whisper

efying this warning. "May

spark of amusement cross his eyes. "Then I advise you to be care

st. She stood still for a moment, her heart racing. Every word he spoke resonated within her, like a warning and an invit