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**Leena's POV** Dressing Alvin’s wounds wasn’t a big deal, or at least that’s what I told myself as I cleaned and bandaged the deep gash on his shoulder. His eyes followed my every movement, a strange mix of curiosity and amusement flickering in them. I tried to ignore the intensity of his gaze, focusing solely on the task at hand. Once I was done, I stepped back and let out a quiet sigh of relief. “There,” I muttered, avoiding eye contact. “All patched up.” Alvin grunted in acknowledgment, his lips curving into a faint smile. It was the kind of smile that held secrets, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to unravel them just yet. Without waiting for a response, I turned on my heel and left the room. As I descended the stairs, my stomach growled, reminding me just how famished I was. The day had been long, exhausting, and utterly bizarre. From discovering that Alvin was my fated mate to dealing with the whirlwind of emotions that followed, I barely had time to process anything. I hurri
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Leena's POV I couldn’t believe I had said that to him. The words had slipped out before I could stop them, and now they hung between us, heavy and unspoken. I had never intended to let him know how deeply I felt—or how much my wolf craved him. Every time he talked to me, her need surged within me, raw and uncontainable, leaving me battling against a desire so overwhelming that resisting it felt impossible. But I had resisted—tried to, at least—until last night. I shifted on the bed, putting as much space between us as I could manage without making it obvious. My body ached to be closer to him, but my mind screamed at me to keep my distance. He was the most powerful alpha, a man who could have anyone he wanted. How would he feel if he knew how much I wanted him—how much my wolf wanted him? Then he had said those words. His voice, low and filled with something I couldn’t quite name, echoed in my mind. “I can’t get over you,” he’d c
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Rated +18His whole body came to life under the press of her luscious kiss. At the risk of scaring her with the intensity of his craving for more, he tried to school himself into gentleness. He demanded that his body go slow. Tonight, Alvin wanted to show her he was capable of more than she thought. Leena’s fingers threaded through his long curls, and he shivered as she ran her nails against his scalp. Kisses were the hardest thing to fake on set. Alvin had spent hours practicing how to tilt his head and move his mouth so that it looked like he cared. There was nothing performative about the urgency that powered this moment. The intensity of his desire mingled with joy walloped him over the head. Alvin caught her bottom lip between his teeth, nipping the tender skin until she gasped. Sarah was right. He was insane to gamble so much. Too bad he didn’t care anymore. Drugged on Leena’s softness, on the sweet sting of her bite as she delivered payback, Alv
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Rated +18“You’re panicking.” Alvin crossed the room and reached for her hand. “I’m not,” she lied, keeping her gaze fixed on his shoulder. Was the bed too pedestrian a setting? Should she slink into the bathroom and put on something lacy? How on earth could she ever live up to his plethora of kinky experiences? She didn’t have any whips or chains. No blindfolds or toys. Novelty and proximity were the only things she really had going for her. Should she dial up the “good girl” thing? Pretend she felt shy instead of wanton and feral? “Hey.” He tilted her chin. “We don’t have to do this tonight if you’re not ready.” Alvin tugged her against him and stroked his free hand against her hair before kissing the crown of her head. “I’ll happily sit on the couch and make out.” “No,” Leena said desperately, pulling back so she could bring her free hand up to his neck and hold him to her by his curls. She poured desire into her kiss, probably bruising him in
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Leena’s pov**The Next Morning**The warmth of sunlight pierced through the curtains, dragging me out of my slumber. I groaned softly, shielding my eyes with the back of my hand, but the memory of last night surged through me like a jolt. I turned my head, my heart skipping a beat when I saw Alvin sleeping peacefully beside me. His chiseled features seemed softer in the morning light, a rare vulnerability gracing his expression. Unable to resist, I leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, as though even in sleep, he could sense my presence. I slipped out of bed quietly, the wooden floor cool beneath my feet as I made my way to the bathroom.Staring into the mirror, I splashed cold water on my face and brushed my teeth, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. When I emerged, Alvin was awake. He stood before the mirror, unbuttoning his shirt. His deep blue eyes caught mine in
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Leena’s pov When Alvin and I left, the air between us was heavy with silence. We made our way to the woods, the boundary that separated the human world from the werewolf territory. It was a place of tension and danger, where wolf hunters often ventured in search of their prey. Despite the gravity of our mission, my mind was elsewhere—stuck on Sarah. What gave her the audacity to think she could take Alvin from me? No matter how much I tried to push the thought aside, it kept creeping back. She wanted him, and I knew she’d stop at nothing to get what she wanted. My stomach churned at the possibility. Could she go so far as to hurt me? To kill? I shook my head, trying to dismiss the dark thoughts swirling in my mind. Alvin was beside me, his presence steady and commanding, yet I couldn’t shake the unease. When we reached the boundary, he gestured toward a tree stump where an old, weathered crossbow rested. "This," Alvin said, picking it up wi
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Leena’s pov swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet his gaze. "Alvin, put me down!" I demanded, my voice shaking despite my best efforts to sound strong. But instead of responding, he tightened his grip, his arms firm but not painful. Miriam shifted uncomfortably by the door, clearly unsure of what to do. Her eyes darted between us before she looked away entirely, pretending to busy herself with the bed. "Alvin, I mean it!" I said again, this time louder, my voice laced with anger. "What do you think you’re doing?" His lips curled into a faint smirk, but his eyes betrayed no amusement. "What I should have done a long time ago," he replied. I struggled in his arms, but his grip didn’t falter. "Put me down right now, or I swear I’ll—" "You’ll what, Leena?" he interrupted, his voice a low growl. His eyes burned brighter, a fiery amber hue that sent a chill down my spine. "Run away again? Hide in your room and cry? Is that
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**Leena’s POV**Alvin swept me off my feet effortlessly, his strong arms cradling me as if I weighed nothing. My heart pounded against my ribs, torn between embarrassment and a secret delight at his boldness. "Alvin, put me down!" I demanded, wriggling in his grasp. "I can walk on my own. You don’t have to do this, especially in front of everyone!" He didn’t budge. His jaw tightened, a stubborn look crossing his face. “No, Leena. I don’t care what people think. Miriam can stare all she wants. All I know is that I’m with my princess, and my princess is you.” His words sent a rush of heat to my cheeks, and I buried my face in his chest to hide my flustered expression. The scent of him—earthy and warm—was intoxicating. When we reached the bedroom, he gently set me down. I crossed my arms over my chest, glaring up at him, though my resolve wavered under his intense gaze. "You’re so stubborn, Alvin," I muttered. He chuckled darkl
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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
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Eva was born with anger etched into her soul, jealousy threaded through her veins, and rage clinging to her like a second skin. It wasn’t fair—it was never fair. Why was it always her?Why was it always Kira?They had grown up together—best friends, sisters in all but blood. They shared secrets, dreams, even built a bakery together from the ground up. Brick by brick. Recipe by recipe. Laughter and tears, failures and triumphs—it had all been a shared story.Until Cooper walked in.Eva’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she sat on the edge of her bed, staring at a photo of them when they were younger. Kira’s smile was wide, radiant. And her own? Cropped out by her trembling fingers as she crushed the photo. She had loved Cooper for years—silently, painfully. But now, every time she turned around, it was Kira in his eyes.Kira.Again.Why is it always her?It didn’t matter that Kira had met him first. Eva belie
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The thought of what he said kept wiggling in her ear like a persistent fly refusing to leave. Kira stirred the thick cream on the counter, her brows furrowed in confusion, her bottom lip tucked beneath her teeth. How did he know they were dead? The question echoed louder each time she tried to drown it. She didn't even know Cooper well—he was a stranger, or at least he should be. And yet he spoke with such certainty, such intimate knowledge. Her mind swirled with possibilities. He doesn’t even know them... does he? Her heartbeat accelerated as she glanced at him, trying to read his expression. Cooper stood at the other end of the bakery, his arms crossed loosely over his chest, eyes locked on her with an unreadable look. Calm. Still. Almost too composed. Kira clenched the spatula tighter. “How do you know they’re dead?” she finally blurted, voice shaky, her eyes darting toward his face for an answer. “You didn’t even know them.” Just as she finished speaking, Cooper tilted his head,
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At first, it had been subtle. Kira couldn’t quite pinpoint the moment when she started looking forward to seeing Cooper’s face, or when his constant smile stopped annoying her and started making her chest flutter.There was something about him—so playful, so carefree. He always had this crooked grin on his face, like he knew a secret the world didn’t, and it made her feel safe. She caught herself smiling more when he was around, brushing flour off her apron with a hum or laughing louder at his silly jokes than she probably should’ve.Kira had told herself a thousand times—he’s a good guy. Not once had she seen him with any of the gangs terrorizing the city lately. No suspicious calls, no strange visitors. He wasn’t like those monsters burning down shops and demanding payments from struggling business owners. Cooper was... different.At least, that’s what she wanted to believe.Unbeknownst to her, Cooper was more than just the friendly neighbor with a dimpled smile and a fondness for h
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The past few days—no, weeks—Kira couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Her thoughts circled like a restless storm, always coming back to the same haunting questions: Why does it feel like my best friend is turning against me? Why is my boyfriend suddenly so angry? So distant? Her brows furrowed as she wiped down the already spotless counter in her bakery. The smell of vanilla and buttercream filled the room, but even the sweetness in the air couldn’t soften the bitter taste of confusion that lingered in her heart. The unease clung to her like flour dust on a black apron. And ever since she met him—that mysterious man named Cooper—her life had taken a strange turn. Cooper, with his slick black suits and a car that probably cost more than her entire shop, had walked into her life like a gust of wind—smooth, confident, and almost too good to be true. He had offered her a deal too generous to be ignored, promising to invest a life-changing amount of money into her bakery.
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Kira arrived at her bakery that morning, determined to open early. She had received multiple orders from clients who wanted cakes and other baked goods, and she needed to get started right away. Recently, she had bought an ice cream machine, something she had been excited to introduce to her shop. The moment she posted about it online, the demand for ice cream cups skyrocketed, and now she had to meet her customers' expectations. As she approached the entrance, she shifted her bag onto her shoulder and reached into her pocket for the keys. But just as she was about to unlock the door, she felt it—a distinct tap on her shoulder. Her breath hitched, and she spun around so fast that her long, dark curls bounced over her shoulder. Her heart pounded. Someone had definitely touched her. But when she turned, there was no one there. The street was empty except for a few distant passersby who were too far away to have been the culprit. A chill ran down her spine. *Was I hallucinating?*
