The Alpha's Shadow Bond

, was the kind of place you'd see in a movie, mysterious, isolated, and quiet, with a strange beauty that hinted at dark secrets lurking beneath the surf

new her name or the horrific events that had forced her to flee. As the car rolled down the narrow, winding road into town, Emery couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that h

, and a dusty bar were all that seemed to survive here. No signs of the bustling life she

bookstore, run by an eccentric woman named Agnes. The old woman had greeted her warmly in the emai

n, and a figure stepped out. Agnes, a small, gray-haired woman w

voice raspy but warm. "You must be Em

rred deep inside her. The town felt like it was holding its br

ceiling. The shadows danced across the walls as the wind howled outside, r

more primal, more menacing. She sat up, straining to listen. The sound came again, closer this time. Her pulse quicken

Her breath hitched in her throat as the door slowly creaked open, revealing nothing but empty ai

ouette appeared

cold, unblinking, and seemed to gleam with an otherworldly intensity that sent a chill down Emery's spine. S

aged to ask, her voice

is gaze never leaving hers. Emery's heartbeat pounded in her e

and vanished into the night, leaving

mind playing tricks on her. After all, the last thing she needed was to become paranoid in a town that was already str

y move. People would glance at her from their shop windows, their eyes lingering a little too long before

lunch break, Agnes was waiting

emarked, her gaze shrewd. "I can te

d, forcing a smile. "It's a little diffe

, she simply handed Emery the tea and pointed to the window whe

voice low and careful. "He's the one who

d Damian, his piercing gaze momentarily meeting hers

werful, and silent, he kept to himself, never revealing much about his life. The to

d him. Whispers in the town spoke of strange occurrences, of people disappearin

She didn't know if it was just small-town

ew stronger, one thing became clear: Damian Steele, with

hing far mor