The days following Elijah’s transformation were filled with whispered conversations, stolen moments, and the weight of secrecy. Elijah told Andrea everything—about the curse that had plagued his family for generations, about the hunters who sought to eliminate werewolves, and about the constant battle he faced between his human self and the beast within.
Andrea listened, her heart aching for him. She knew it wouldn’t be easy to love someone like Elijah, but she also knew that she couldn’t walk away. She was in too deep—emotionally and physically.
But not everyone welcomed their relationship. Rosalind Montenegro was furious when she discovered the truth. “You can’t be serious, Andrea! Do you have any idea what kind of danger you’re putting yourself in?”
Andrea stood her ground. “I love him, Mother. And I don’t care what people think.”
Her father was even more direct. “The Montenegros have a reputation to uphold. We can’t have rumors spreading that our daughter is involved with…” He trailed off, disgust evident in his voice.
“With what?” Andrea challenged. “With someone I love? Someone who’s never hurt me?”
Her father’s expression hardened. “If you stay with him, you’ll ruin everything. Your future. Our family’s name. You’ll throw it all away for a—”
Andrea raised her hand. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence.”
The room fell into tense silence. Andrea knew that choosing Elijah would come at a cost, but she was prepared to fight for their love, no matter what her family thought.