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Leena’s POVThe air was thick, suffocating, and laced with the poisonous stench of wolfsbane. My chest heaved uncontrollably as I struggled to draw in even the faintest trace of oxygen. My legs felt like jelly beneath me, trembling as if they could give out at any moment. A cough ripped from my throat, harsh and raw, leaving a searing ache in its wake.The door. The damn door. It was locked. Panic clawed at me as I remembered walking in moments ago—the door had been wide open. My hands shook as I tried to grab the handle, yanking and twisting with every ounce of strength I could muster. Nothing.Alvin’s voice broke through the haze. "It’s wolfsbane!" he growled, his tone laced with both frustration and urgency. His deep voice was steady, but I could see it—the slight tremble in his hands, the tension in his jaw. Even he wasn’t immune.“I can’t shift,” I wheezed, gripping my chest as the poison coursed through my veins.“It’s blocking us,” Alvin muttered through gritted teeth. “It’s in
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Leena’s POVThe fresh air hit my lungs like a shockwave as Alvin carried me out of the suffocating room. Each breath was painful but exhilarating, and I clung to his warmth, feeling the thrum of his pulse beneath my fingertips. It was a lifeline in the chaos, a reminder that we were still alive.But relief was fleeting.The moment my feet touched the ground, Alvin's posture shifted, his shoulders stiffening as his sharp eyes scanned the dimly lit hallway. A growl rumbled low in his throat, primal and dangerous, as his grip on my waist tightened protectively.“Come on,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper but filled with urgency.I didn’t argue. My legs felt like they could give out at any moment, but I forced myself to stay upright, to match his pace as we descended the stairs. Each step sent a dull ache through my limbs, but the tension in the air outweighed any physical pain.The house was eerily silent, save for the faint sound of footsteps. My heart leapt. Someone was he
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Leena's POVThe air was thick with tension, a mix of uncertainty and fear that I could almost taste. It hadn't been long since I arrived at this pack for the so-called Guardian Wolf Mission, and yet, it already felt like my life was teetering on the edge of a blade. Someone wanted me dead. No, us—Alpha Alvin and me. But who? And why?As I paced back and forth in the dimly lit hallway, the events of the day replayed in my mind. The attack in the woods had been swift and merciless. A flurry of smoke bombs, the sound of footsteps crashing through the underbrush, and the metallic jingle of keys—these things haunted my thoughts. My heart raced at the memory, my fists clenching. I knew I needed to be careful now, more than ever. Whoever had orchestrated the attack had a purpose. The question that burned in my mind was whether they wanted Alvin dead, me dead, or both of us.Alvin and I had tried to track the attackers, but their scent vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Frustrated and on
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Leena's POVThe tension in the air was suffocating, and I knew Alvin would catch my scent any second. I could already feel the weight of his piercing gaze searching for me. His voice was sharp and commanding when it came. “Come here, Leena. I know you’re there.”I froze for a moment, my pulse hammering in my chest. My instincts screamed at me to run, but where could I go? I was already trapped in this mess, bound to him by fate or force—it didn’t matter anymore. With a deep breath, I stepped into the room, trying to mask my nerves with a confident stride.Alvin’s eyes met mine, a dark glint of amusement playing in them. He was standing tall and unyielding, his presence filling every inch of the room. Mario, his loyal guard, was still there, and his gaze flickered between us. My throat felt dry, but I didn’t let it show.“I wasn’t spying,” I began, lifting my chin defiantly. “But if you want to have private conversations, you should at least take them to the bedroom. Not here.” My voic
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Leena's POVI’ve always prided myself on being calm, measured, and collected. I rarely lose my temper, and insults are not part of my repertoire. But right now? Right now, I want to call Sarah every vile name under the moon. That woman is nothing short of a pest—a thorn in my side that keeps digging deeper with every word she spits out.Just when I thought Miriam’s idea might actually give me a way out of this nightmare, Sarah barges in, her prying eyes catching the entire scheme. Now she’s threatening to tell Mr. Nelson about my so-called defiance. My fists clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms as I swallowed my rising frustration.“This is what I hate the most,” I muttered under my breath, glaring at Sarah with as much venom as I could muster.Her smug expression only deepened my anger. She crossed her arms, leaning against the doorframe like she owned the place. “Oh, I’ll tell him, all right,” she said with a mocking tilt of her head. “I’ll tell Mr. Nelson everything—th
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Leena’s POVThe air was thick with tension as I made my way through the dimly lit corridors of the Alpha’s mansion. My hands trembled as they brushed against the cold stone walls, gripping the knife hidden at the back of my trousers. Miriam’s words echoed in my head, her plan seemingly foolproof. She had always been my confidante, my one true ally since I arrived at this pack, a stranger in a foreign land of wolves who wanted nothing to do with me. Yet, tonight, as I followed Alvin’s scent into the moonlit garden, doubt gnawed at me.Could this really work? Could scaring him truly give me the freedom I craved? Or was I walking into yet another trap laid by those who wanted to see me fail?I paused, taking a shaky breath. The night breeze danced across my skin, cold and unforgiving, as though the universe itself conspired against me. My mind replayed every harsh word, every cold glance I had endured since my arrival here. They didn’t want me; he didn’t want me. Alvin only wanted the po
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**Miriam's POV** From the very first day Leena stepped into our pack, I knew I hated her. She didn’t belong here. The sight of her, all naive and clueless, being hailed as the guardian wolf, made my blood boil. Why her? What made her so special? She didn’t even know her true identity until it was handed to her on a silver platter. And me? I had spent years proving my worth, only to be overshadowed by her mere existence. My lips curled into a wicked smile as I recalled the moment I decided to infiltrate her life. Becoming her personal assistant was almost too easy. She trusted me blindly, treated me like a confidant, a sister even. But every smile I gave her was a lie, every kind word laced with venom. Behind her back, I was the one pulling the strings, sowing seeds of doubt and chaos. She was too naive to see it, too innocent to realize that I was the storm brewing right under her nose. The memory of the combat challenge with Alpha Alvin brought a spark of satisfaction to my che
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Leena’s POVThe moment Alvin's lips touched mine, a surge of shock rippled through my body, paralyzing me in place. For a split second, I thought it was just an ordinary kiss, but it was far from that. That same familiar scent—cinnamon, warm and sharp—wafted around us again, teasing my senses. My heart raced, not because of the kiss, but because of the chaos in my head. Could Alvin be telling the truth? Could my father really have saved him? If it wasn’t Alvin who killed my father, then who did?My mind hovered relentlessly over the mystery, refusing to let go. And then, there was the more pressing question—how did the wolves know I was here, at the back of the garden with him? And how did Mr. Nelson find me so quickly? The timing was too suspicious, and it only deepened my growing mistrust.“Leena. Alvin. What are you both doing here?” Mr. Nelson’s voice broke through my thoughts. His face twisted into a mix of confusion and suspicion, his eyes darting between us.Alvin pulled away f
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Initially, Cooper couldn’t believe his ears. His jaw clenched, his fingers curling into fists against his sides as he stared at his grandmother with disbelief. She sat there, calm and composed on the velvet couch, her silver hair pulled back into a neat chignon, her eyes piercing into his like twin daggers of wisdom."We need to make peace with the Martinez family," she said again, her voice calm but firm. "Edward Martinez and I have come to an agreement."Cooper's voice cracked as he retorted, "You made peace? With Edward Martinez? Grandmother, they are our rivals. Our enemies!"The room felt colder suddenly. Tension slithered into the air like smoke. Cooper’s heart thudded with anger, but he swallowed it. He always tried to keep his temper in check when he was with her. No one disrespected Grandma Marlene, not even the city's most feared Mafia boss—Cooper himself.Marlene rose slowly, her silk gown trailing the floor. Her elegant presence exuded
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In a secluded, undisclosed location, where shadows seemed to breathe and the silence was almost suffocating, a dimly lit room reeked of stale cigarette smoke and power. A man, cloaked in a heavy aura of authority, sat relaxed but stern on an aged leather chair. He puffed smoke from his cigarette with a face void of empathy, the flickering embers casting fleeting red glows across his angular jawline. His eyes, cold and calculating, remained fixed on the man kneeling before him.The kneeling figure, clearly younger, trembled slightly as he kept his head bowed, sweat trickling down his temple. His posture screamed submission, but his clenched fists betrayed a swelling frustration."You useless idiot!" the seated man barked, slamming his palm against the wooden armrest. The sound echoed like a gunshot.The younger man flinched."You're messing with Mr. Cooper! Do you even understand what that means? He's not the kind of man you play games with. He's a
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For a moment, Kira thought maybe—just maybe—God in heaven had finally answered her prayers. Her heart thudded with disbelief as she stared at her phone screen, her fingers trembling. The sudden rush of positive reviews flooding the online platforms left her speechless. Just yesterday, her world had been crumbling beneath her feet. She had been crying herself to sleep, anxiety gnawing at her bones.Her beloved restaurant—her dream, her sweat, her everything—was on the verge of collapse. The weight of it all had been unbearable. Bad reviews had poured in like an unending storm, accusing her of causing food poisoning, of negligence, of running an unsanitary kitchen. One even claimed that her desserts tasted like regret. The negativity had spread like wildfire, and the damage had been nearly irreversible. Her loyal customers stopped showing up. Even her suppliers started pulling back.Kira clenched her phone, blinking back the sudden tears that clouded her vision. She
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Cooper stormed into his mansion like a wildfire, fury radiating off him in waves. The thick oak doors slammed shut behind him, reverberating through the grand marble hallway. His right-hand man, Blaze, followed closely, his sharp eyes darting around for any sign of weakness. Cooper’s jaw was clenched so tight his temples throbbed, and his fists were balled at his sides, knuckles turning white.The inner sanctum, their meeting room—known as "the Den"—was already filled with his top men, each one inked with the mark of loyalty, their expressions grim and stiff. The air was thick with tension, every man standing in silence, eyes locked on their leader as he entered the center of the room.“You all saw it, didn’t you?” Cooper's voice was low, dangerous, like the calm before a storm. “You saw how that pathetic excuse of a mafia group stormed our compound like cowards in the night and gunned down our men?”The silence broke like glass. "Yes, Boss!" they all roar
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When Cooper decided to help clear Kira's name from the list of negative reviews and accusations following the sudden outbreak of food poisoning linked to her restaurant, he wasn’t entirely sure how to go about it. The incident had caused chaos—dozens of customers claimed to have suffered from severe diarrhea after eating at Kira’s place, and social media was ablaze with criticism. Her business, her reputation, everything she had worked for was crumbling like a dry leaf in autumn.Kira, devastated and teary-eyed, had nearly collapsed in Cooper’s arms when he promised to help. "I know a guy—a lawyer," he said, brushing her hair back from her face with a tender look in his eyes. "Just leave everything to me."She hugged him, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you... thank you so much, Cooper. I don't know what I'd do without you."That night, Cooper returned to his penthouse, a place of sleek lines and floor-to-ceiling glass walls that reflected the city lights. He paced across his
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Kira couldn’t understand it—couldn’t control it. Every time she was around Cooper, her heart raced like a drum being beaten in a war zone. The way her breath caught in her throat whenever his eyes met hers wasn’t normal… or was it? She didn't know. But one thing was clear—this man affected her in a way she couldn't explain. There was something about him. Something… familiar. She had tried to brush it off countless times, convincing herself it was just a fleeting attraction. But the more time she spent with him, the more convinced she became that she had seen his face before—maybe in another life or a forgotten dream. The contours of his jawline, the storm in his eyes, the way he moved—it all stirred a strange longing in her chest. And yet… no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember where she knew him from. Earlier that day, when the chaos broke out and she’d nearly collapsed from the pressure, he had been there for her. No questions asked. Just like that, Cooper had ste
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Kira couldn’t understand it—couldn’t control it.Every time she was around Cooper, her heart raced like a drum being beaten in a war zone. The way her breath caught in her throat whenever his eyes met hers wasn’t normal… or was it? She didn't know. But one thing was clear—this man affected her in a way she couldn't explain.There was something about him. Something… familiar.She had tried to brush it off countless times, convincing herself it was just a fleeting attraction. But the more time she spent with him, the more convinced she became that she had seen his face before—maybe in another life or a forgotten dream. The contours of his jawline, the storm in his eyes, the way he moved—it all stirred a strange longing in her chest.And yet… no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember where she knew him from.Earlier that day, when the chaos broke out and she’d nearly collapsed from the pressure, he had been there for her.
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Kira was too stunned to speak when the furious customer stormed into her shop, his face flushed with anger and his voice booming across the cozy bakery like a thunderclap."You!" he barked, pointing a trembling finger at her. "What kind of poison are you selling in here? Every single person who ate that tray of cupcakes from your shop is now down with explosive diarrhea! My café is practically a war zone!"Kira blinked rapidly, trying to process what she had just heard. Her hands froze on the rolling pin she was cleaning, and for a moment, her breath caught in her throat.“Wait… what?” she asked, eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. “Are you serious?”The man leaned across the counter, his eyes bloodshot and wild. “Do I look like I’m joking? I’ve had to shut my entire kitchen down because of your contaminated cupcakes! This is going to cost me thousands!”Kira's mouth parted slightly, her heart thumping unevenly. She shook her head slowl
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Kira was bustling with energy that morning. Her auburn curls were tied into a loose bun, and a hint of chocolate flour still dusted her cheek—something she hadn’t noticed in her mirror rush to open shop early. Her café smelled like a dream: vanilla bean, warm cinnamon, and her bestselling dark-chocolate cupcakes fresh from the oven. She had already sent out most of her morning orders and felt a rush of satisfaction. Things were finally looking up. She glanced at her phone—no message yet from Mr. Cooper. Kinda odd… she thought. She had asked him to drop by today just to help out for a couple of hours. After all, he insisted on being involved, even though she had told him the night before, “You don’t have to come every day, Mr. Cooper. I’m sure you’ve got a million other things to do.” He had smiled that charming, mysterious smile and replied, “But I’ll come anyway. Just in case you need me.” Yet here she was, stirring frosting in a big silver bowl when her phone rang. It was his dr
