Chapter 38

Eileen’s POV

I beamed with pride, cradling my Werewolves Gold Award. Finally, it was mine! All things I had to do, to achieve this had paid off. Time to celebrate.

I walked to my cozy bar, retrieved a bottle of rich, full-bodied red wine, and poured it into a gleaming glass tumbler. The wine's deep red color matched my triumphant mood.

With eyes closed, I savored the first sip, enjoying the wine's smooth, rich flavor. The moment was pure bliss.

"This is what success tastes like," I thought, feeling a deep sense of pride in my accomplishment.

Still basking in my celebratory mood, the living room door swung open with a jarring screech, bouncing back with a loud bang. I turned to see who had made the sudden entrance and found my younger brother, Jed, storming in.

His face was red, and he looked so angry as if his face might burst from rage at any moment.

"What's wrong, Jed?" I asked, puzzled.

"Help me out!" he exclaimed, his voice trembling with fury.