The Third Person's pov"Brother, Faye, where are you?"Leander asks as he walks in. It was quiet. A pair of high-heeled shoes were thrown down on the carpet at the door.He looked around and saw that the bathroom door was half opened. The heat was rushing through the crack."What are you doing?"When Leander opened the door, he saw such a hot image.Faye was covered in steaming water, naked. Liam was sitting on the edge of the tub and seemed to be helping Faye bathe.Nobody speaks.Leander asks, "what are you doing?"This time his voice was more hoarse than ever.To be honest, he was a little angry, because, before the trip, he and his brother agreed that the three of them were gonna have a perfect s.ex journey. But now it looks as if they are starting to make out early in his absence.He couldn't help but be a little unhappy.Liam said calmly, "Leander, I was just helping Faye to take a shower.""Help... ?"Leander softly repeated Liam's words, his tone full of doubt. "Does she need
The Third Person's povLiam's and Leander's self-control is breaking down.Leander was the first to act. He pulled Faye out of the water and removed the only panties she had left. Now Faye was completely naked.He carried her to the bedroom, where the king-size bed was waiting for them.Faye lay on her side in a daze, her breasts pressed into an indescribable curve."Faye, my babe..."Leander whispered Faye's name as he leaned over the top of her, exhaling a slightly hot breath onto Faye's neck.She shrank her neck a bit.Suddenly, Leander grabs her chin and twists it to the right. He called her name again, with a drunken husk in his voice.Then came a stormy kiss. His mouth was full of the sweet taste of Faye's tongue, with a hint of alcohol in it. It didn't smell bad, and it had a scent that was uniquely hers.It wasn't until Faye flushed and slapped Leander's arm that he released her."Whew..." Faye gasped.But soon, Liam turned her face to the left and continued kissing.Without t
The Third Person's povThey remain on both sides of Faye, waiting for her full recovery.Faye, sandwiched between two tall, mature men, was first embraced by Liam, and in a flash, the heat from another man spread from her back to her body.Leander's d.ick is half-erect, pressing against the crevice in Faye's hip through her underwear.Liam buries himself in Faye's damp hair, sniffs her hair, kisses her neck and rubs his d.ick against her thighs.Something changed in the air, and the smell of men's hormones enveloped Faye from left to right.Leander said in a muffled voice, “Me First.”Liam glanced at him.For some reason, Leander can't help but explain: “I'm Faye's first date.”As he spoke, Liam grabbed Faye's wrist, led her hand between his thighs, and looked back at Leander."Really?"Leander would really think Liam was mocking him if he weren't his brother.Liam then blindfolded Faye.Faye's vision went black.“Ah, I can't see... who... ?”In the darkness, she heard a rustling soun
Faye's POVI was awakened by sunshine that pierced through the gaps in the thick curtains.The room was empty, as if the passionate s.ex of last night had only been a dream.A lot of images flashed through my mind. The touch in the bathroom, the heavy breathing of the three of us, and the sweat of someone...I can't think anymore! Every memory aggravated the pain in my body.Yes, I feel as though a vehicle has run me over. My back hurts; my limbs hurt; and even the smallest movement of my arms makes me feel like a marionette, unable to move freely.“God, what have those two done to me...”I feel a little guilty, because I still vaguely remember what happened last night. I got drunk and kept pestering them again and again to let me climb to the o.rgasm.I picked up my phone and noticed that it was already past 9 o'clock. There was also a note next to the phone which I hadn't seen before, which read:“Have breakfast after waking up.”It's written by Liam. His handwriting is as dashing a
Liam's POVI can't believe Christine is here.My first reaction was to get Faye out of here, out of danger.“Leander, why don't you take Faye and Sibyl to get something to eat? I have something to do,” I said.I don't want anything to hurt Faye.The second reaction was, what's Christine going to do now?I'm very vigilant.I never told anyone, not Leander. Christine hasn't stopped contacting me since we broke up. At first, she kept texting me, then she would call me every day like crazy, and finally, I had to block all of her contact information.This is far from over.Christine often visited me at school, and I was very careful to avoid her.But why did she follow us here?“Hello again, Liam.”Christine greeted me nonchalantly.I don't want to talk to her at all. I just want to clear things up with her and go to Faye and Leander. I'm worried about Faye's random thoughts. I've been careful ever since she tried to reject Leander.“Christine, I've been very clear with you.”“Yes.”“So wh
Faye's POVLeander asked me to take a seat in the Piazza Lounge, and he went to order food for me.As for Sibyl, she was particularly interested in a magic booth on the way and stayed there to watch it.I found a seat. It's not easy because there are so many people around, some in huge puffy skirts or doll clothes that could occupy at least two seats.I sat there in a daze, guessing who that woman had come for Liam.Liam doesn't have many women around him (unlike Leander) except his ex-girlfriend Christine.I don't know Christine that well. Is she really back for Liam?The idea made me uneasy. There's a voice that I don't want to face. If we're not werewolves, then I'm a shameful third party. So I never asked about Liam and his ex-girlfriend. I just naturally accepted my relationship with Liam.Leander walks slowly from a distance, holding a box of food. When I saw him, my random thoughts drifted away.“What did you buy?”“Hot dogs.” Leander handed me the hot dogs and had no intention
Faye's POVThe brakes are broken.I'm doomed.The thought of impending doom grows wildly in my mind. I can't help but imagine the worst outcomes and how I'm going to die.The person just now wasn't the real Leander.Mom, Louis, Liam, Leander, and Layla. I might never see you guys again.My heart throbs painfully, and the wind makes my tears flow uncontrollably. I can hardly see the road ahead."Faye! What are you doing? Stop this damn car!!"Erica appears, angrily shouting at me.I shout back, "I can't! The brakes are broken!!"Erica paces anxiously and then makes a determined decision, "Gee! Let me take over. I'll jump out.""No, you haven't fully recovered!" I can't let her take the risk.Since the explosion incident where she saved me last time, Erica hasn't fully recovered. She's been healing and rarely appears."I may not be fully recovered, but I'm still stronger than a human body. We'll die if we don't do something. Hurry up!!" Erica shouts impatiently."Okay, just be careful..
Faye's POVLiam and I exchanged glances. Liam subtly shook his head, so I didn't press further."So, who's the mastermind behind all this?" Andrew fumed. "I found some clues a few days ago, tracked them down to here. The scent indicates the person who locked me up in the gym or their accomplice is nearby. Earlier, I thought the driver was the culprit, but it turns out to be Faye.""Sorry, Faye. I almost hurt you!" Andrew hugged me apologetically.I hugged him back, "You saved me.""So, we're looking for someone extremely skilled in disguise. They posed as Leander to gain Faye's trust!" Sibyl concluded.Leander nodded, "Yes, he used me to harm my beloved. If I catch him, he'll taste the bitterness of wolfsbane."Andrew clenched his fists, "If I get my hands on him, he'll experience all the tortures the Blue Lake pack has prepared for criminals!"Liam finally spoke, "Listen, Andrew, this person is within the Silver Moon pack's territory, and it's our responsibility to handle it. Of cour
During that time, Joanna was always off somewhere, traveling by herself. No one knew where she went. She would leave for long stretches, sometimes disappearing for years, and didn’t bother checking in with anyone. Naturally, her parents freaked out, not knowing if she was safe or if something bad had happened to her.As I sat there by the water, Sasha handed me a drink. It was this weird, green liquid that I wasn’t sure about at first, but after a sip, I realized it was lemon tea, with a hint of mint. Not bad at all, really refreshing."And then?" I asked, curious about what happened next with Joanna.Sasha sighed, shaking her head like she regretted it a little. “Well, her parents eventually went to Michael's dad for help. Since Michael was good at handling this kind of stuff, his dad put him in charge of finding Joanna.”I sipped my drink again, enjoying the way the mint cooled me down from the inside. "So, Michael went after her?"Sasha looked at me with a mix of guilt and understa
Joanna might be an amazing actress, but honestly? She's not fooling me. It's like she's playing a role, trying to be someone she's not—probably because she can't stand that Michael and I are together. I could feel her trying to mess with us, but I wasn’t about to let her win. If she wanted to act, well, I could act too.The sunlight felt warm on my skin as I stood there watching her. I smiled confidently, letting Joanna see me looking totally unbothered. She dove into the water with all the grace of a fish. I had to admit, she did have an incredible body—she was rocking a white bikini that had these thin straps crisscrossing over her chest and waist, making her look like some kind of living sculpture. Even the lower half of her bikini had those same crisscrossing straps under her belly button. Honestly, it was a look.Meanwhile, Sasha was already in the water, her swimsuit much louder and flashier than Joanna's. She was wearing this fluorescent green bikini with stripes and a skirt th
Joanna’s POV“So, I’m not the kind of girl who lets a man push her around. After all that happened, I left anyway. But no matter how long I stayed away, I’d always get messages from Michael. Some of them were about family stuff, other times he’d talk about finding his mate or being engaged or something. Honestly, it was pretty confusing for me during that time.”Despite saying she was troubled, a small smile crept onto Joanna's face as if remembering something amusing.“Eventually, I figured out that all of those excuses were just Michael’s way of trying to get me to come back. There was never a fiancée or mate. It was all just a big story. So, I was a little surprised when I heard this morning that you two were mates. But, hey, you’re mates arranged by the Moon Goddess, so everything should be fine, right?”Joanna finished her little story with a bright smile, clearly satisfied with herself. But me? I was furious. My fists were clenched so tightly, I could feel my nails digging into
It wasn't until Michael had completely disappeared from view that I became aware of the unsettling stare from behind. I could feel Joanna’s eyes boring into me, but I refused to acknowledge her directly. Instead, I turned and made my way toward my room, hoping to escape the tension she brought with her presence.But, of course, Joanna just happened to be standing in my path.She wore that same infuriating smile, the one that didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Your relationship with Michael seems... strong. You’re quite adorable when you're with him, Cecily."Her words dripped with something—sarcasm? Malice? It was hard to tell. I wasn’t sure what she was getting at, but I didn’t care to find out. I wasn’t in the mood to engage with her."I'm heading back to my room," I said, keeping my tone as neutral as possible."I know I upset you yesterday, and for that, I’m truly sorry," Joanna replied, taking a step closer as if that would make her words more sincere. "I didn’t mean to offend you. Le
Joanna's giggle echoed through the room, its beauty contrasting with the venomous intent behind it. Her voice was as sweet as a siren’s, but I could feel the malicious undertones. "Former friends, Sasha? That's not quite accurate. Michael and I were more than friends."I knew Joanna was up to no good. I had seen it in her eyes the moment I met her. Whatever her goal was—whether to make me jealous, provoke anger, or worse—I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of seeing me unravel.She turned her gaze toward Michael, who remained focused on his coffee cup, now almost empty. He hadn’t acknowledged her presence, which gave me some comfort, but Joanna wasn’t finished. "If you two are truly mates," she said, her voice dripping with false innocence, "may I ask, was it the Moon Goddess who arranged this, or did Michael choose you?"Her question cut deep, even though it was wrapped in a seemingly casual tone. I clenched my fists under the table, my wolf surging with rage. Joanna was impl
"Would you like to come downstairs for breakfast, or should I bring it up to you?" Michael asked, his voice soft and tender. As he spoke, he reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from my face. His touch sent a warm shiver down my spine, the closeness between us undeniable.I found myself smiling at Michael, wondering how I hadn’t fully appreciated this side of him before. I had always been so caught up in our arguments, his domineering ways, and the battles for control that I had somehow missed these moments where he could be... sweet. The realization washed over me—there was more to him than the arrogance and possessiveness I had been focusing on. If I allowed myself to let go of the tension between us, there was an undeniable pleasure in being with him.“I’d like to go downstairs to eat,” I replied with a soft smile, feeling more at ease than I had in a while.We walked down the stairs together, and I found myself momentarily at peace. But as we descended, my mind wande
The night had ended in a comfortable silence, with both of us content in each other's presence. By the time I had finished my tasks, Michael was still seated at his desk, absorbed in a pile of paperwork. His brow furrowed in concentration, and I didn’t have the heart to disturb him, nor did I want to leave his side. So, I watched him, feeling the steady calm he radiated.Before I knew it, I had dozed off in the warm cocoon of the study, lulled by the scent of Michael that filled the room. It wasn’t long before I felt someone gently lift me. I knew it was Michael, and feeling safe in his arms, I allowed myself to drift deeper into sleep.When I finally woke up, the morning light was already creeping in through the curtains. My body felt well-rested and refreshed. At some point during the night, I had been changed into my pajamas, and I couldn’t help but wonder if Michael had been the one to wash and dress me while I slept. A small smile tugged at my lips at the thought.I glanced to my
"Oh god, absolutely not," Michael exclaimed, his voice laced with frustration. "Yes, we had a relationship in the past, but we broke up a long time ago. Joanna came by a few times after that, but it wasn’t for me. She had business with Samuel and others. I was too busy to even notice when she came or left. But I swear, Cecily, nothing happened between us after we ended things."I turned to face him, my mind clouded with uncertainty. Should I believe him? Jealousy burned inside me, poisoning my thoughts. The mere idea of him being intimate with Joanna made my skin crawl."My little wolf," Michael's voice softened as he lifted my chin gently. His expression was tinged with regret. "If you want me to apologize for my past, I can. But remember, I’ve lived a long life, Cecily. I’m not a saint—I’ve had relationships, felt emotions, just like anyone else. But if you're blaming me for something more than that, it's unfair. I’ve never been in two relationships at the same time. When I met you,
"I can't just pretend nothing happened, especially after my wolf reacted the way it did." I shrugged, trying to stay calm. "I need to know, Michael. I'd rather hear it from you than find out through Sasha."Michael hesitated, his brown eyes locked on mine as if weighing his options. I held his gaze, determined to get the truth. If he wanted honesty between us, he needed to practice it too."Okay," he muttered, running his hand through his hair, clearly uncomfortable. "She's... a friend."A friend? Joanna's behavior toward Michael was far from friendly. It was passionate, intense—nothing like the casual interactions between Sasha and him. I took a deep breath and asked the question I had been avoiding but couldn't ignore any longer."An ex-girlfriend?"Michael's expression stiffened. He didn’t nod, but he didn’t shake his head either. Silence hung between us, thick and heavy. I knew the truth was coming, but it didn’t make the waiting any easier. If Michael wanted me to be honest with