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Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel A True Enemy
LIONEL For now, I was good with the peace I felt. Maybe it was the fact that I was able to relieve myself as a wolf and direct my frustrations at something or I had met Grandpa and as usual, he had a way of making things look alright at my most taunting moments. I stayed through with him that night, watching the sun set, the moon take over and then all the stars began to take shape. Soon, I could tell that Grandpa was already feeling sleepy. “You should go in and take some rest.” I mentioned. He shrugged. “Yeah… yeah. I'll go to sleep now.” He replied as he turned to make his way inside. “You’re not a bad person, Lionel. You know this, right?” He suddenly asked. I was not sure what he meant but I nodded. I joined him inside soon enough and before I knew what was up, it was daybreak. There were several official stuff to handle but my mind was right there - on Sun Entertainment. I didn’t want to see her, not exactly… not after the extremely annoying encounter we had the previous d
Last Updated : 2024-10-07Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel A Scheme of the Alpha
REGINASomething had to be very wrong with how it had all played out. First, in the lady known as Igea and her friend Beatrice, or in the woman judge Brenda or the other friend of Beatrice whose name I didn’t give two fucks to have in mind, I couldn’t tell who was more annoying.Right there on set, I reminded myself that according to the plan between me and Frankenstein, the two of us must not lose our heads at the same time. That is, if Frankenstein was to blow out, I was to remain as cool as ever. The goddess up there knew I did my best to remain as cool as ever.But how in the world do you play a role all the way to the last scene, and then in that final moment, you suddenly make up your mind that you’re not finishing the movie.What the actual fuck?Frankenstein had lost his cool and I remained as good as ever even when I felt like hopping upon Beatrice and ripping her into bits. I was being just okay with everything. Then t
Last Updated : 2024-10-08Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel A Letter
REGINAIt felt like the plan was to tear me and Gwen apart forever. Gwen was like a sister and more to me. I had been telling myself all along that even though I would marry Lionel, I would never let it get in the way of our friendship, but something down there in my heart was telling me that it may not be as easy as I thought.Who knew Lionel’s next move as soon as I became his bride? He may choose to bond me up and lock me in his mansion, or take me to some far away country, away from my family where he could do with me whatever he wished in any way he pleased.I just couldn’t figure out what the future had for me… for Gwen… for Ruby… and that was what scared me the most. All of it was terrifying but I was only trying to be strong.I embraced Gwen now as tears came down my eyes as well.“Getting married to Lionel would not change anything, you know that, right? I mean, we’ve talked about this.” I replied, trying to sound as casual as ev
Last Updated : 2024-10-08Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel It’s Loud Everywhere
LIONELLadies were the easiest to set up against each other. You just needed to use a bait, and they would both fall in. The bait had to be what they both wanted.It was like a test I had for Beatrice – how truly desperate are you to have your way and get what you want?If truly Beatrice was determined enough, she was definitely going to play a move on Regina. I couldn’t wait to see what that move would be. It was time to watch the game play out.After a day at work, it was most depressing to have to return to my home. The house was beginning to look like some tourist center or a location for a carnival. There were workers of every kind – decorators, chefs, caterers, waiters, artists, and so on, coming in with their wares and filling up the entire space with their activities, all in preparation for the wedding.“It’s three days to come, son.” Grandpa had said cheerfully. “In three days, the mating shall take place.”I was not sur
Last Updated : 2024-10-09Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Dear Sister
REGINA I couldn’t tell just how many enemies I was making so it was advisable to open the letter while the delivery man was still there.What if it was a letter bomb?I drew closer to him as I opened the letter and scanned for the name of the sender. I wasn’t sure I could comprehend what I was seeing. Marcy?How was that possible? My heart skipped a beat, but I knew just then that the letter was harmless. “Thank you.” I dismissed the dispatch rider and kept the letter to myself as I hailed a cab.Now in the cab, I took out the letter completely and read its contents. Dear sister, How else do I explain to you that everything that has happened so far was never what I planned for you. I am disturbed, distressed and panicked whenever I think about you. Truly, I am with the love of my life, but it does not change much. I still love you and would always love you as a sister irrespective of wher
Last Updated : 2024-10-09Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel The Fear of Guilt
LIONEL “There’s something off about that dispatch rider and what he was doing with her…” I whispered to Lucius as I hurried out of the office. “Did you see what she received? It wasn’t some parcel she must have ordered from a store. It was a letter! Who gives letters through delivery?”“Hey!” Frankenstein had come from nowhere, obstructing my view. “Hey!” I replied, too disorganized to have just waved him off. “How may I help you, Frank? I have something else I need to attend to now, so kindly wait behind.”“I… I want to thank you very much! You have done an awesome job!”“Excuse me?”“We’re still partying! We’re celebrating. We did it, guys! We shot the last episode… oh, sorry, I meant scene!”“Are you drunk?” I heard it now. He definitely had too much to drink. Are you kidding me? He must be some serious piece of shit. Why would he get drunk over the little party held within the company? I rolled my eyes no
Last Updated : 2024-10-11Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Black Clove
REGINAI wasn’t sure I was going to need anything but my phone and perhaps, a little purse to keep the phone intact. Black Clive wasn’t so close, neither was it far away. I and Marcy had been to the region before when we were young, free and careless. It lay past the vast forests around the region of the mountains. There was a particular tree back then – I could still remember. It was extremely large and crooked. This was the tree that was referred to as the Black Clove. It was just the perfect place where Marcy would have asked me to meet her.“Alright, Ruby… Are you ready?” I asked as I stared out into the woods that was going to lead straight out of our territory. You’re finally getting me consent? Ruby replied arrogantly. I don’t know… I don’t think we want to see Marcy.“So, you want to remain here and do nothing until we become the cruel alpha’s bride?’ I shot back angrily.We would become his bride anyway, whether we go to see Mar
Last Updated : 2024-10-11Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Energy From Within
LIONEL“Sir Lionel…”“Stay with me, Frank!” I whispered to him. What was the best thing to do? Stay by his side until he died or run to get help?“Frank, you have to give me some time. I need to go get help.” I assured him. He suddenly held on to my suit jacket, as more blood came through his mouth.“No… no, stay with me. Please. Please don’t leave!’ He begged, holding onto me more tightly than ever. I had never felt my entire emotions swell so terribly that it hit my chest so hard, I bent over in pain.This was the pain of guilt; and that was what I was feeling. It was consuming me. Is this how I was going to live on forever, carrying the blood of Frankenstein in my hands.I felt something else, another emotion that was not guilt – anger, speedily rising within me, an energy from within. As a wolf, whatever energy we gave off had to have a source, and somehow, I thought I could feel one being provided from me from the depths of
Last Updated : 2024-10-13
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Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Where I Belong
REGINA I made my way to Marcy’s room shortly after seeing Lionel. She looked so small lying there, her face pale but serene. Her hands rested on her swollen belly protectively, even in her sleep. My heart clenched at the sight of her. The sister I had thought I’d lost forever was here again, and despite everything we had endured, there was hope. Then I thought of the tragedy that had befallen her—of Silas and everything else. Victor had indeed taken more than we could imagine. “Marcy,” I whispered as I approached her bed. Her eyes fluttered open, groggy but quickly filling with recognition. “Regina?” she murmured, her voice hoarse. I nodded, tears already welling up. “It’s me.” She eased into a smile. “I just knew you could do it. I just knew you could. You’ve always been just too strong.” I laughed as I planted a kiss on her forehead. “How’s the b
Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel A New Dawn
LIONEL The first thing I noticed was the sterile smell of antiseptic. My body felt heavy, but the softness of the hospital bed was comforting. Slowly, I blinked my eyes open. Regina’s face came into focus. Her hair was slightly disheveled, dark circles shadowed her eyes, but she was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen. Her hand rested on mine, her touch grounding me. “Lionel,” she whispered, her voice filled with relief and tenderness. Tears welled up in her eyes as she leaned closer. “You’re awake.” I managed a weak smile. “Hey…” Before I could say more, Grandpa appeared by her side, his face a mixture of concern and relief. Ryker and Gwen were there too, their expressions lighter than I’d seen in days. “You gave us quite the scare, kid,” Grandpa said, his gruff tone unable to mask the emotion in his voice. “Victor?” I rasped, the memories of the fight f
Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Showdown
REGINA “No,” I whispered, cradling Lionel closer. His breathing was shallow, his usually vibrant eyes clouded with pain. Victor stood a few paces away, lowering his weapon with a chilling casualness. “You should've just cooperated with the plan, Regina.” He chuckled disdainfully. “You and that pathetic excuse of an alpha.” “Don’t you dare!” Marcy’s voice cut through the tension, and I turned just in time to see her charging at Victor. “Marcy, no!” I screamed, but it was too late. Victor swatted her away like she was nothing, sending her flying into the side of the truck. She hit the metal with a sickening thud, collapsing in a heap. My mouth dropped open, my scream coming uncontrollably. “Stay down, girl,” Victor sneered, turning his attention back to me. I froze, my arms tightening protectively around Lionel. Every instinct screamed at me to fight, but my b
Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Let’s End This
REGINA I and Marcy had been together in the room, waiting, when we heard the sounds of the war going on outside the building. Lionel was here. At first, a feeling of joy and assurance rushed to me, but almost immediately, a certain panic rushed through me when we had waited for quite long enough and Lionel was yet to show up. “Are you sure he’s still okay?” Marcy asked, the fear in her voice evident. “He is okay.” I replied with all certainty. “Nothing could happen to Lionel!” Then the men suddenly stormed in, barking orders. Marcy and I rose hastily and followed the men down the corridors, all the way to the back of the warehouse. Soon, we were out in the dark and there was nothing but the dim lights of the moon to guide us through. I could still hear the faint buzz of war on the other far end of the building. Axel led the group of Victor’s men, his expression unreadable, but
Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Final Confrontation
LIONEL His taunting words drove me mad, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me fall apart. I clenched my jaw, focusing on my breathing as I adjusted my stance, preparing for the next round. But Victor wasn’t done. He was playing with me, like a predator toying with its prey. He danced just out of reach, circling me, his every movement calculated, precise. “You know, Lionel,” he began. “I’ve always admired your strength. But strength doesn’t mean anything when it’s built on lies. Your so-called ‘perfect love’ with Regina? It’s a joke. You’re both weak, just like your parents were. Too sentimental. Too tied down by your pathetic little bond.” His words struck harder than any blow he could throw, reminding me of all the mistakes I’d made, of all the things I’d failed to protect. The past kept clawing at me, refusing to let go. I roared in fury, charging toward him once more, but this time, I cou
Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Ambush
LIONEL All I needed was a location and just that, Arturo had provided. Another site, another holding of Victor’s. Even if it meant going to a hundred locations this same night, as long as I was not dead, I was going to set my eyes on Regina and there was nothing that could be done to change that. As we drew closer to the warehouse where Regina was supposedly held, we knew better than to just storm our way in. We needed to maintain a low profile. The warehouse loomed ahead, its corrugated metal walls dull and rusted under the dim glow of the moonlight. A faint chill ran down my spine as I scanned the perimeter. This was the place. I could feel it in my gut. Regina was inside, and I wasn’t leaving without her. Ryker crouched beside me, his face set in grim determination. Arturo and his men from the Eric Circle pack fanned out behind us, their movements silent and purposeful. Each of them carried
Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Marcy’s Story
REGINA “You already know how it started,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I refused to marry Lionel. I couldn’t. Not when my heart belonged to Silas.” I nodded, memories of that time flashing through my mind. Marcy had always been the rebellious one, the sister who defied tradition and sought her own path. “When I ran away with Silas, we thought we’d left everything behind,” she continued, her voice growing steadier. “We crossed borders, traveling from pack to pack, always looking over our shoulders. But eventually, we found a place where we could be safe, a small pack in a distant country. It was nothing like home, but it was ours. We built a life there, Regina. A happy life.” Her lips quivered, and I could see the love she still held for Silas shining in her eyes, even through her grief. “We planned to come back one day,” she said, her voice cracking. “To face
Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel Sister Sister
REGINA I awoke slowly. “Regina?” The voice echoed in my head, but the familiarity could not be mistaken. I knew I was captured again; alone, with no one to protect me, my heart aching in ways I couldn't even put into words. This time, not just for my own mistakes, but for my sister’s life as well. “Marcy…” I cried quietly. How? I lay on the cold, unforgiving floor of the dimly lit room, the rough stone scraping against my skin. The chains around my wrists felt heavier than ever, and my heart felt heavier still. It wasn’t just the physical pain that gnawed at me—it was the emotional torment of seeing my sister’s frightened eyes, the same eyes I remembered from our childhood, filled with so much terror. "Regina?" Marcy’s voice broke through the silence. Her voice was hoarse, trembling, as though she too couldn’t find the words to express th
Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel The Art of Escaping
REGINA I could feel the cold metal of the handcuffs biting into my skin as the car jolted over uneven terrain. Victor’s grip on my life—on everything I cared about—was suffocating, his constant presence a reminder of just how trapped I truly was. Axel was beside me, silent, but I could feel his gaze flicking over me like a hawk, calculating and waiting for any sign of weakness. But I wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break. Victor had been playing a game with Lionel. Each move designed to frustrate, each location a new dead end. I could tell it was wearing on him. His anger had become more pronounced, his impatience clearer. But it wasn’t just about the hunt anymore—it was about power, and I was the key to it all. The car slowed as we turned onto a dirt road, the thud of the tires against the gravel echoing in the small space. The lights outside flickered and then dimmed. I didn’t know where we were going this time,
