Marry to Alpha or Vampire?

The music in Hazel’s room continued to play, drowning out any footsteps.

When Eloise entered Hazel’s room, this is the scene she encountered. The bed was piled high with clothes, cosmetics and skincare products scattered on the vanity, and two open suitcases were on the floor. Hazel was crouched on the ground with her back to Eloise, deep in thought.

Eloise walked to the stereo and turned off the music; it had been too loud.

Hazel noticed the music stopping and turned, her face filled with confusion. “Eloise, how did you get here?” she asked, realizing she hadn’t heard her come in.

Eloise’s face displayed a hint of guilt, thinking of some foolish things she had done the previous night. “Just to see you,” Eloise said with a smile.

“Sweetheart, what are you doing?” Eloise moved to the vanity, her only mobile position, as she shifted the topic.

Hazel stood up, stating, “I’m packing.”

She had forgotten to inform Eloise about her impending move to Cyril’s estate.

“Are you going on a trip?” Eloise said, puzzled.

“In fact, I’ll be living with Cyril in his estate,” Hazel said as she organized some clothes and then sat on the bed.

“What?” Eloise exclaimed, leaping from her chair. She was in disbelief; her best friend was going to live with the Alpha of the world’s biggest Pack. It sounded like a fantasy.

“Hey, you heard right,” Hazel said, fully expecting this reaction. Eloise’s response represented what the other girls in town would likely do if they found out. Hazel feared such a situation, as it would make her feel as though she’d done something wrong. In reality, it wasn’t her intention, and she hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Why would that happen?” Eloise became curious.

Her best friend was moving in with the Alpha, and it sounded like a dream.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“We were attacked last night,” Hazel said, looking at Eloise’s expression, feeling it was necessary to share what had happened earlier. She didn’t want Eloise to worry about her.

“Attacked? After you left the bar?” Eloise covered her mouth, looking at Hazel in shock.

She examined Hazel’s arms and shoulders carefully, making sure she hadn’t been injured. She had no idea something of this magnitude had happened.

Hazel nodded. “Eloise, I need to tell you some things.”

Seeing Hazel’s serious expression, Eloise sat down beside her, waiting for her to continue.

Hazel explained why they had seen those five bodies in the alley and that the Fiona in the medical room was an impostor, as well as what had happened during the attack last night, omitting the part about Hawthorne’s appearance. Hawthorne’s identity was still a secret, and Hazel didn’t want to create too much panic in the town. She couldn’t shatter the hard-won peace of the small town.

But Hazel kept Sheila’s situation hidden, not wanting Eloise to slip up and raise Sheila’s suspicions.

After Hazel shared these details, she noticed Eloise with her mouth agape, a vacant look in her eyes; she had clearly been shocked by the information.

“Snap out of it,” Hazel snapped her fingers.

“So, you’ve been in danger all this time?” Eloise regained her composure and asked.

Hazel nodded; indeed, she had been.

So many things had happened since she returned to the small town, and Hazel couldn’t understand it. She was just an ordinary werewolf, so how could she encounter these bizarre events?

“Fiona turned out to be a fake, and I always thought she was so pitiful,” Eloise murmured, unable to believe someone had taken advantage of her kindness.

“Remember, don’t alarm anyone,” Hazel said, raising her index finger to her lips.

Eloise nodded, fully understanding the seriousness of the situation.

“So, does Alpha want you to move to his estate?” Eloise smirked.

“Yes, don’t read too much into it,” Hazel looked at Eloise’s expression, and she was sure Eloise was thinking something unhealthy.

Eloise burst into laughter. “Darling, he wants to protect you.”

Eloise’s hands were crossed, her gaze fixed on Hazel. “He just wants to protect anyone in the Pack.”

Hazel put some clothes into her suitcase. Eloise looked at Hazel’s face and saw that, despite what she said, Hazel didn’t truly believe that.

“Alpha hasn’t done this for the other girls in the Pack,” Eloise shook her head, firmly believing that Alpha Cyril’s treatment of Hazel was different.

Eloise recalled something Hazel had mentioned before: Hazel had been intimate with Alpha Cyril. Alpha Cyril had never been intimate with any other girls, and Hazel was the first.

Eloise was aware that if any girl had intimate contact with Alpha, it wouldn’t stay a secret in their small town; they’d make a big deal out of it, considering it an honor. Hazel hadn’t realized how special she was to Cyril.

“Don’t underestimate yourself,” Eloise wrapped her arm around Hazel’s shoulder, excited at the prospect of sparks flying between Hazel and Alpha Cyril.

“I’ve never underestimated myself,” Hazel smiled.

Her heart fluttered slightly, thinking about living in the same house as Cyril. She had no idea what would happen; it could be all she had ever yearned for. Hazel didn’t dare to imagine it.

“Darling, just the thought of you going through those horrible things is unbearable for me,” Eloise clung to Hazel’s arm.

She had no idea that her best friend had experienced these things. If something had really happened to Hazel last night, Eloise would have been heartbroken.

“I’m fine now, aren’t I?” Hazel reassured Eloise. “You need to be careful too.”

Hazel showed a caring expression. She didn’t want her friend to get into trouble, whether it was Eloise or anyone else in the small town.

“I will,” Eloise nodded. “But take care of yourself.”

Thinking of Hazel moving to Alpha’s estate, Eloise felt a bit reluctant. After all, not everyone could come and go as they pleased in Alpha’s estate.

“Don’t worry, we’ll see each other often,” Hazel smiled, knowing what Eloise was concerned about.

Eloise nodded, believing that even if Hazel moved to Alpha’s estate, their relationship wouldn’t change.

“So, what happened with Marcus at the bar?” Hazel looked at Eloise. She hadn’t forgotten about that.

The atmosphere between Marcus and Eloise had been a bit strange at the bar, and she didn’t know why Eloise had gotten angry and even pushed Marcus away.

There must have been something going on that she didn’t know about.

Hazel knew Eloise very well, and she wasn’t the type to cause trouble for no reason.

“What could have happened between Marcus and me?” Eloise lowered her head, avoiding Hazel’s gaze.

Eloise’s guilty demeanor only made Hazel more curious. No one had told Eloise that she wasn’t good at lying. When Eloise lied, she would lower her head, unable to meet someone’s eyes, and then deny something in a sharper tone.

Even though Eloise was Hazel’s best friend, Hazel had to admit that Eloise’s acting skills were really poor. She wasn’t good at hiding her emotions.

“Eloise, are you sure nothing happened?” Hazel continued, pretending to be angry. “You’re keeping secrets from your best friend.”

“No… no…” Eloise still denied it, waving her hand and turning away from Hazel.

She didn’t know how to talk about what she had done last night.

“Eloise, you’re not treating me like a friend,” Hazel’s eyes flashed with a mischievous look.

“No, that’s not it,” Eloise hesitated, not expecting Hazel to be upset. “Hazel, that’s not what I meant.”

“Hmm,” Hazel struggled to contain her trembling body. If Eloise didn’t speak up soon, she might burst out laughing.

“Okay, okay, I’ll tell you,” Eloise yelled, pouting and sitting on the bed.

Hazel gave a triumphant smile; she wanted to know what had happened between Eloise and Marcus.