Even the word shocked wouldn't be enough to describe Ramona's current state of mind. Her emotions were all over the place from the moment Emory began the conversation. She was shaken and, truthfully, had to admit that discussing true mates was not a topic she had anticipated. She really hadn't expected Emory to bring it up."Have you ever missed someone, Ramona?"Ramona blinked. She didn't answer the question because she had the feeling that Emory wasn't really expecting an answer. Instead, she just looked at Emory with a calm demeanour, ready to listen to whatever Emory had to say."To be honest, I've never felt longing before," Emory continued with a restrained grimace. There was a flicker of guilt in her eyes. "The worst thing is, I haven't missed Mama and Papa all this time, Ramona. I've lost them, but I've never missed them. At first, I didn't realise it. But then, that night, I dreamt of Mama." She paused, feeling the storm of emotions in her chest. "Since that night I've often
The dizziness still clung to him as Myles arrived at the palace. His world continued to spin slightly, the unsteady sensation making his steps wobble and nausea creep in. He quickly braced himself against a wall to keep his balance.An Omega approached him and asked politely, "Alpha, are you all right?"Myles closed his eyes and massaged his temples, hoping the dizziness would pass. "Yes, I'm fine," he replied with a broad grin. He looked at the Omega with an unfocused gaze, but one that radiated undeniable elation. "As a matter of fact, I've never felt better. It's been so long since I felt this alive."Myles could never forget the terrible tragedy that had occurred some two months earlier, when Emory had killed two of his women. Since then, he hadn't dared bring anyone to the palace for fun. Worse still, Emory's often unpredictable moods made him too afraid to take the risk of seeking pleasure outside the Palace. He didn't want to provoke her anger any further.Myles was tormented.
"So..." Myles spoke as he sat down. His tone was different. He looked alternately at Trina and Isidore, his eyes full of meaning. "I've confirmed that Emory and Jaxon are indeed having an affair. I have additional evidence to the photos I found in Emory's study. There's no doubt about it."Trina and Isidore said nothing. They exchanged tense glances, their expressions tense. It seemed that the information Myles had shared that morning wasn't a good way to start the day.Myles, on the other hand, seemed to think otherwise. There was nothing more interesting to him at the moment than Emory and Jaxon's alleged affair. That was why he had arrived at Montclair Manor so early. In fact, if he hadn't been so exhausted after three days and two nights of partying, he would have come straight over.Myles was consumed by an unbearable curiosity, eager to witness Trina and Isidore's reactions to the information he had received the day before. "I've already hired someone to spy on Emory," he contin
Trina's arrival at The Palace that morning was met with the usual warm welcome. The Omegas who happened to cross her path greeted her with respect. She smiled gracefully as she left, only to find Fernanda approaching."Good morning, Madam Trina."Trina replied with a small nod. "Good morning, Fernanda," she replied warmly, exuding authority. "What a coincidence. I was just looking for you.""For me, madam?" Fernanda asked politely for confirmation. "You don't want to see Luna?"Trina shook her head, waving her hand briefly in front of her face. "Of course not. It's Sunday, so let Luna rest. I don't want to disturb her."Fernanda nodded in understanding before asking, "Then why did you wish to see me? Is there something you need, madam?"Trina's look was more than enough to answer Fernanda's question. Realising this, Fernanda gestured for Trina to follow her to a more private place.With the door closed, Trina took a seat on the sofa while Fernanda stood, maintaining a composed demeano
"Oh, my God. Keep going, honey. Keep going. Oh, you really are my little whore. Now spread your legs wide. Ah, yes. That's it. Just like that." Emory Abernathy stopped in her tracks at the bedroom door when she heard repeated moans and a few inappropriate words. Her brow furrowed, and then she turned to see Fernanda Barrett—the Watcher of Zyranos Palace—standing behind her. "Does Alpha have a guest?" "Yes, Luna," Fernanda replied with an unreadable expression. Her face dropped slightly as she explained. "Alpha has had guests since you left the country a week ago." "Oh." Emory let out a short murmur. Then she took a deep breath as she turned. She walked through the connecting room and Fernanda hurriedly opened the door for her. They stepped outside. "You should have told me that Alpha was entertaining a guest. I nearly interrupted his fun." Fernanda was stunned, unable to speak. She could only hear Emory's words with the realization that she shouldn't be surprised. After all, this
Fernanda closed her eyes dramatically after closing the door to Emory's office. She decided not to leave right away. Tension still surrounded her entire body, and her knees felt weak from Emory's earlier question. Pretending in front of Emory had been exhausting and she needed a moment to calm down."Fernanda."Fernanda jumped, startled. She turned around and exhaled in relief. "Oh, Lacey. It's just you.""What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Lacey Diana Castillo—Emory's personal assistant—asked. Then she looked at the door to Emory's office. "Did you just meet with Luna?""Yes." Fernanda grabbed Lacey's hand and pulled her away from the area. She glanced around occasionally, making sure no one else was around to overhear their conversation. "Did you do what I asked?"Lacey nodded. "Just as you suspected, Madam Trina did indeed give me the tea. As usual, she claimed it would help Luna sleep soundly, but as per your instructions, I didn't give it to Luna during our trip."Fernanda was
It was certainly not a good day for Jaxon Rolf Forsythe—Alpha of the Gardeno Pack. There was a mountain of tasks and issues to deal with that day, both company and pack related.Jaxon arrived at the office in the morning to be greeted by a pile of financial reports and partnership agreements. His desk was cluttered, but what caught his eye were the first quarter sales reports and a new investment proposal from overseas partners.Jaxon studied the documents carefully before speaking to his secretary, Odile Elliot. "Set up a meeting with the board next week. I want to discuss the expansion plans.""Understood, sir," Odile replied promptly. She glanced down at the tablet in her hand before continuing, "There's some bad news regarding the wheat shipment to Asia. Pacific Ocean Freight is running into delays. Their ship is being held at the port of Singapore for a security inspection. If this isn't resolved soon, it could seriously affect our relations with our partners in Japan and South K
In the briefest of seconds, as they entered the suite, a plan flashed through Jaxon's mind. His original intention of driving Emory away was changed in an instant. He could use the situation to his and his pack's advantage and deal a crushing blow to the Zyranos Pack. He was sure that Emory's pride would sink to its lowest ebb, and the enmity between the packs would shift to Gardeno's control.A golden opportunity lay before him. Jaxon could take advantage of Emory's lack of consciousness. He could kidnap her, and the Zyranos Pack would surely submit. They would do everything to save Emory.Jaxon grinned. He didn't push Emory away as he had originally intended. Instead, he grabbed her upper arms, determined to make sure she couldn't leave the suite and...A tug on his tie made Jaxon blink. Instincts flared, filled with anticipation. He scanned the situation quickly, ready to act, but suddenly his body froze.Jaxon's heart seemed to stop. His breath caught in his chest and his grip on
Trina's arrival at The Palace that morning was met with the usual warm welcome. The Omegas who happened to cross her path greeted her with respect. She smiled gracefully as she left, only to find Fernanda approaching."Good morning, Madam Trina."Trina replied with a small nod. "Good morning, Fernanda," she replied warmly, exuding authority. "What a coincidence. I was just looking for you.""For me, madam?" Fernanda asked politely for confirmation. "You don't want to see Luna?"Trina shook her head, waving her hand briefly in front of her face. "Of course not. It's Sunday, so let Luna rest. I don't want to disturb her."Fernanda nodded in understanding before asking, "Then why did you wish to see me? Is there something you need, madam?"Trina's look was more than enough to answer Fernanda's question. Realising this, Fernanda gestured for Trina to follow her to a more private place.With the door closed, Trina took a seat on the sofa while Fernanda stood, maintaining a composed demeano
"So..." Myles spoke as he sat down. His tone was different. He looked alternately at Trina and Isidore, his eyes full of meaning. "I've confirmed that Emory and Jaxon are indeed having an affair. I have additional evidence to the photos I found in Emory's study. There's no doubt about it."Trina and Isidore said nothing. They exchanged tense glances, their expressions tense. It seemed that the information Myles had shared that morning wasn't a good way to start the day.Myles, on the other hand, seemed to think otherwise. There was nothing more interesting to him at the moment than Emory and Jaxon's alleged affair. That was why he had arrived at Montclair Manor so early. In fact, if he hadn't been so exhausted after three days and two nights of partying, he would have come straight over.Myles was consumed by an unbearable curiosity, eager to witness Trina and Isidore's reactions to the information he had received the day before. "I've already hired someone to spy on Emory," he contin
The dizziness still clung to him as Myles arrived at the palace. His world continued to spin slightly, the unsteady sensation making his steps wobble and nausea creep in. He quickly braced himself against a wall to keep his balance.An Omega approached him and asked politely, "Alpha, are you all right?"Myles closed his eyes and massaged his temples, hoping the dizziness would pass. "Yes, I'm fine," he replied with a broad grin. He looked at the Omega with an unfocused gaze, but one that radiated undeniable elation. "As a matter of fact, I've never felt better. It's been so long since I felt this alive."Myles could never forget the terrible tragedy that had occurred some two months earlier, when Emory had killed two of his women. Since then, he hadn't dared bring anyone to the palace for fun. Worse still, Emory's often unpredictable moods made him too afraid to take the risk of seeking pleasure outside the Palace. He didn't want to provoke her anger any further.Myles was tormented.
Even the word shocked wouldn't be enough to describe Ramona's current state of mind. Her emotions were all over the place from the moment Emory began the conversation. She was shaken and, truthfully, had to admit that discussing true mates was not a topic she had anticipated. She really hadn't expected Emory to bring it up."Have you ever missed someone, Ramona?"Ramona blinked. She didn't answer the question because she had the feeling that Emory wasn't really expecting an answer. Instead, she just looked at Emory with a calm demeanour, ready to listen to whatever Emory had to say."To be honest, I've never felt longing before," Emory continued with a restrained grimace. There was a flicker of guilt in her eyes. "The worst thing is, I haven't missed Mama and Papa all this time, Ramona. I've lost them, but I've never missed them. At first, I didn't realise it. But then, that night, I dreamt of Mama." She paused, feeling the storm of emotions in her chest. "Since that night I've often
Emory had never felt so drained. Usually she was full of energy, no matter how many tasks piled up or how exhausted she was. She might feel tired, but she never felt completely drained—not like this. Even taking a breath seemed taxing, as if something was pressing down on her chest. She seemed devoid of her usual zest for life, which worried everyone around her, including Fernanda.Emory took a deep breath. She looked at the plate of snacks on her desk that Fernanda had just replaced. "I think I'm going to feel like this for the next five days, but don't worry. I'm not sick. I don't have any problems. I just..." She exhaled deeply. "...feel unmotivated.""That's the problem, Luna," Fernanda said, taking the untouched plate of snacks and putting it on the trolley. "You've looked unmotivated for the last two days. I've never seen you like this before. Is there something on your mind?"There is, Emory's answer was in her heart. I can't stop thinking about Jaxon.Emory closed her eyes, ho
Not only was there no longer any doubt, but a deep-rooted certainty had taken hold, spreading to every corner of Jaxon's heart. Reality had proven it to him time and time again. There was no need to question it—his true mate was undoubtedly Emory.Now, as Jaxon reflected more deeply, he realised that his life had changed since that night. Even the smallest things about Emory affected his emotions and the way he lived his daily life.Through their unexpected encounter, Emory had shaken Jaxon's emotions to the core. Her presence had conquered him so naturally. She slipped into his mind, into his soul, into his heart. Her influence seeped in so smoothly, so gently, that he hadn't even noticed it.Jaxon was at a loss for words, utterly amazed. He had never imagined that Emory's presence would change his life so profoundly. Someone as confident as he, who had always believed that no one could surpass him, suddenly found himself feeling jealous—over something as simple as a necklace. Then t
Jaxon had a lot on his plate after deciding to leave for Argentina. His schedule had shifted drastically, forcing him to rush certain tasks and complete them quickly. So, it wasn't surprising that he had been incredibly busy over the past few days.Jaxon hardly had any time for himself. His phone rang incessantly and countless messages demanded his immediate attention. To make matters worse, the mountain of documents on his desk showed no sign of diminishing.Tiredness crept in. Jaxon’s shoulders ached with a persistent, nagging pain. Occasionally he stretched his muscles before plunging back into his work."It seems like now would be a good time to call Kira. What do you think, Alpha?"Jaxon let out a long sigh and accepted the cup of coffee offered by Thomas. "I don't think so, Thomas. I'm fine, I just need to sleep. Don't worry about it.""The problem is..." Thomas took a small step back, standing just a short distance from Jaxon's desk. "... you haven't been sleeping well for two
Confusion clouded Pierce's mind as his late-night meeting with Emory drew to a close. He walked through the corridors of the palace, his mind racing with Emory's orders. Stopping all activities related to the Gardeno Pack was something he had never expected. After all, he had thought that this was exactly the time to keep the pressure on the Gardeno Pack.The Gardeno Pack could not be considered unstable. The wheat fields fire had undoubtedly cost them dearly, but it wouldn't have a significant effect on them. Still, their minds were certainly divided, and Emory should have used this opportunity to push them further.Pierce's footsteps came to an abrupt halt as someone suddenly appeared from behind a wall. "Alpha Myles."Myles grinned and approached Pierce. "Hello, Commander Pierce," he greeted in a tone that made Pierce frown. "Looks like you've just met Luna." He cast a quick glance towards Emory's office before confirming his assumption. "Am I right?""Yes," Pierce replied with a s
The morning was bright and Emory felt a surge of energy coursing through her veins. The sunlight seemed to ignite her with optimism, igniting her inner fire with life.Emory closed her eyes, her smile widening as the sun's warmth bathed her skin. "What a truly beautiful morning," she said softly."Absolutely, Luna," Denise chimed in as she approached Emory on the balcony. "It looks like it's going to be a good day."Emory slowly opened her eyes and turned to face her. "I think so too," she replied with a gentle smile.Emory's schedule was exceptionally busy that day. She had a lot on her plate, so starting the morning with a positive attitude was the best thing she could do.Luckily for Emory, nature seemed to be on her side of late. The weather had been consistently cooperative, with clear skies and gentle breezes providing the perfect backdrop for her busy days. It was as if the universe had aligned itself in her favour, ensuring that everything ran smoothly. Even the rain seemed po