Another year faded and soon enough Zahra found herself at the end of her third year in university.

She lived in peace in the Titan mansion. Darius came and went like a ghost, a tempting one at times.

The alpha was like sand, impossible to have a grip on.

“Zah,” Anne called, rushing into the room.

She looked disheveled and breathless.

“We have guests and you won’t like them one bit,” he added with a wince. Worry painted his features.

“Who are they?” Zahar asked, standing up from her desk.

She left the papers to scatter on the floor.

It had been a long time since they had guests.

“Your...