"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
A thought briefly crossed Emory's mind, just a second after her consciousness returned—that this was the deepest, most restful sleep she had ever had. Relief flooded her chest, creating a sense of spaciousness that words like peace and tranquillity couldn't begin to describe. It was as if a drop of dew had fallen to moisten her long-parched heart, flooding it with an incredible coolness.A serene atmosphere settled around her. Comfort embraced her. Emory's body and soul felt light, as if she had grown wings that could take her anywhere. She was free, every chain that had bound her hands and feet was gone. She floated, carried on the breeze to the highest heavens.Emory thought she felt reborn. Positive energy flowed through her being, filling her with a vitality mirrored by her wolf spirit. They moved in perfect harmony, something she had never felt before. The rhythm of her wolf spirit matched the beat of her heart. They shared a breath and became one.The world felt more alive, more
Lacey had lost count of how many times she'd stolen glances at Emory through the rear-view mirror. She watched Emory's condition closely, holding back the urge to ask questions. Her worries couldn't just be dismissed by looking at Emory; she needed to know where Emory had gone last night and if anything had happened to her.Unfortunately, Lacey had to swallow all the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She held back her desire to ask, sensing that Emory was in a bad mood."Not now, Lacey."Lacey blinked, her eyes instinctively focusing on the rear-view mirror. She saw Emory talking with her eyes still closed. "W-what, Luna?""I don't want to be disturbed," Emory said bluntly. "So don't say anything. Don't even ask anything. I don't want to hear a word."Lacey nodded. "Understood, Luna."The short conversation ended. Lacey let out a long sigh. Emory's rebuke made her body tremble, and so she pushed aside her desire to ask Emory any questions. Besides, she could tell from Emory's
"It seems that Emory is in a really bad mood," Myles muttered to himself, exhaling deeply. He continued to watch Emory's behaviour from a distance, his brow furrowed. "Look. She's even ignoring Fernanda and the others." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, his expression serious. "I wonder... what's really going on with Emory? Why has she become so frightening?"Unable to suppress his curiosity, Myles decided to investigate. He quietly followed Emory and her group into her office, but found nothing useful.Emory's office door was shut tight and Myles couldn't hear a word. Ironically, he'd forgotten a crucial detail. "Damn!" He closed his eyes dramatically and slapped his own forehead. "Emory's office is soundproof. Eavesdropping in here is pointless."Clicking his tongue, Myles walked away, but he wasn't about to give up on getting answers. Instead, he was sure the information would come to him sooner or later.Myles didn't have to wait long. After about fifteen minutes, the door to Emory
"Madam, isn't that a good idea?"Trina smiled slowly. Fernanda's question had taken her by surprise, but she managed to regain her composure quickly, showing no sign of her initial shock. "It's a good idea, but I'm not entirely sure it would be helpful.""Why, madam?" Fernanda asked quickly. "I thought that if Luna's emotions were related to past events, it would be best to bring in a psychologist. Besides, didn't you take Luna to a psychologist once?""You're right." Trina nodded calmly. She took a short breath before continuing. "I did bring in a psychologist after the death of Alpha Wylie and Luna Aretha. I was concerned about her mental state and didn't want to take any chances." A pause followed, her gaze going blank for a moment, as if recalling a distant memory. "I didn't want her to be traumatised by that event." She clasped her hands together, her expression sombre. "She was so young when she had to see her parents lying there drenched in blood.""Madam," Fernanda whispered,
The more Myles thought about it, the hotter the anger burned in his chest. He couldn't hold out any longer as he realised that Emory's behaviour towards him had become more outrageous by the day. He had been humiliated again and again. His face had been smeared and his dignity trampled on mercilessly. He was no longer someone to be respected or admired. Worse, he had been looked down upon by everyone, especially Emory.The thought of it made Myles' blood boil. His hands clenched tightly, the nails almost digging into his palms. No, he was seething with emotion, this couldn't go on any longer.Myles was determined to put an end to this mess as soon as possible. More than that, he wanted to put things back the way they'd been. "Emory must know her place. She may be the Luna Queen, but that doesn't mean she can do whatever she wants with me."Myles' patience had truly run out. He would not allow this to continue. Not only because his dignity in front of the pack was at stake, but also be
The morning light gently enveloped the grounds of Zyranos Palace, revealing a delicate layer of dew still clinging to the grass. The crisp air mingled with the scent of roses, framing the morning stillness with a touch of beauty. In the distance, birds chirped harmoniously, as if heralding the start of a new day, much like countless mornings before.In the midst of this serene harmony, Fernanda stood motionless where she was. She remained fixed in front of the grand entrance, her posture upright and professional as it should be, though her mind was drifting with thoughts she couldn't share with anyone.A breeze blew past, its cool touch brushing Fernanda's face. But it wasn't enough to calm the faint restlessness growing in her chest.Fernanda couldn't shake her unease. It wasn't just her thoughts that lingered on Emory, but her gaze as well. Her sharp and alert eyes remained fixed on Emory as he walked to the car waiting for her.It was one of countless mornings that Fernanda watched
The whole process took four hours. Afterwards, Jaxon entered the consulting room.Jaxon sat down and looked at Kira as he asked, "So, how is it?"Kira opened the monitor, which displayed graphs, tables and 3D scans of Jaxon's body. She glanced at the screen briefly before speaking. "Overall, your health is excellent, Alpha," she said, pointing at one of the graphs. "Your vital organs are in excellent condition. In addition, your blood pressure is normal and your metabolism is efficient. There are no signs of damage or other illnesses."Jaxon stood still, making no reply. He simply listened to Kira's explanation with an unchanged expression, as if waiting for something more specific, something she was about to say."There are a few interesting things I need to point out, though. First, your cortisol levels, the stress hormone, are exceptionally low. This is quite unusual considering your history of insomnia and nightmares, Alpha," Kira continued, tapping the screen to display the data
Jaxon's vacant gaze drifted aimlessly out of the window. The busy city streets seemed like a meaningless backdrop. His mind wandered, fixated on Emory.How ironic, Jaxon thought. His reunion with Emory had not gone as he had hoped. Though his longing had been satisfied, his thirst for her love quenched, it was soon replaced by an overwhelming fear.Emory's safety was in jeopardy and Jaxon couldn't afford to act recklessly. He had to think carefully, analyse the situation with precision. He reminded himself not to lose focus. The thought of something terrible happening as a result of rash decisions was unbearable."Alpha, we've arrived."Damian's voice snapped Jaxon out of his thoughts. He blinked and realised that the car had stopped—though he wasn't sure when.They had arrived, but not at the palace or the office. Instead, they were at the Gardeno BioResearch Centre—one of the most iconic buildings in the heart of Gravendale. Situated in the bustling business district, the building s
Denise's smile widened. She seemed pleased that Fernanda was sharing her thoughts. So, she didn't want to waste the moment.Denise thought there couldn't be a better time than now. She and Fernanda were in her room, just the two of them. There was no third party to overhear their conversation.Denise cleared her throat briefly, then stood up. She decided to move to the sofa, closer to Fernanda. "Actually, there's something I want to tell you, Watcher." Fernanda noticed Denise's unusual behaviour. She immediately asked, "What do you want to tell me?" "It's about Luna," Denise said with a serious look on her face. She bit her lower lip briefly, as if choosing her words carefully. "You might think I'm crazy, but I have the feeling that Luna is in a relationship with someone."Of all the things Denise could have brought up, Fernanda had to admit that this wasn't a subject she had expected to hear about. She couldn't hide her shock, especially since she had suspected the same thing earli
A sudden silence gripped the atmosphere. For a moment, no one spoke, no one uttered a word. Emory didn't react immediately. She didn't answer, she just stared at Fernanda with a shocked expression she couldn't hide. The question—so direct, so unexpected—sent her thoughts into a tailspin. Emory’s mouth opened, but her tongue felt tied. Emory was at a loss for words. She couldn't utter a single response to Fernanda. She tried to formulate an answer, but every word she put together slipped away like grains of sand falling through her fingers.Moments passed and Emory took a deep breath. She tried to compose herself, to reassure herself that all was well. Especially when she noticed Fernanda's lack of reaction to her surprise. Fernanda's calm demeanour gave her hope that it was just a casual question. "Am I in love with anyone?" Instead of answering, Emory repeated Fernanda's question with a smile. "Oh, Fernanda. How can you joke so early in the morning? You know, right? I haven't had
As much as possible, Emory avoided drawing attention to herself. She had reminded herself time and again to remain composed. She didn't want to reveal any changes in her behaviour, even though spending time with Jaxon had made her heart flutter. Happiness flooded her soul and made her want to smile endlessly.Emory knew it was going to be a challenge. After a week of suppressing her longing to finally meet him, their reunion was bound to bring back countless fond memories. Everything was just as she had imagined. Jaxon had missed her too, and the time they had spent together had only deepened and strengthened their love.Fortunately, fate granted Emory her wish—to keep her joy from becoming too obvious. Ironically, it did so in the most disgusting way.Emory froze. Her eyes narrowed as she saw Myles flirting with Denise. Behind him, Fernanda and Lacey stood still, uncomfortable expressions on their faces, as if they could already see the chaos that was about to unfold.Emory moved qui
It was shaping up to be a good morning for Myles. His peaceful sleep was interrupted by the ringing of his telephone. He stirred, muttering incoherently, intending to ignore the call. But a second ring came almost immediately.Myles growled. He lifted his head from the pillow, irritation etched into his face. "Can't I get some peace and quiet in this palace? Why does something always have to disturb me?"Realising that the caller might not stop until the call was answered, Myles reluctantly gave up the idea of continuing his sleep. He rolled over to the right side of the bed, reached for the bedside table and grabbed his mobile phone.Myles blinked several times, trying to focus his eyes to read the caller ID. "Gus?" It took him a second to recognise the name, and then his eyes widened in realisation. "Oh, Gus!"His sleepiness vanished instantly. Myles sat up on the bed, his heartbeat quickening. He figured Gus wouldn't call unless it was something important.Myles answered the call a
Now the full moon was no longer the only thing Jaxon liked to look at. There was Emory's face, which had become the gravitational centre of his eyes. It wasn't just her beauty, though it was the most breathtaking thing in the world to him—it was so much more than that.Jaxon felt that Emory possessed countless charms and allures that he couldn't begin to list—whether it was the soft curve of her cheeks, the delicate colour of her lips, or even her long, fluttering eyelashes. He was completely mesmerised, as if bewitched, and couldn't look away. He kept his eyes on Emory, his heart swelling with joy.There was no tiredness. Boredom was impossible. Jaxon thought he could spend an eternity just looking at her.Jaxon was mesmerised. In an unexpected moment, when their eyes met by chance, he realised that Emory's eyes were one of the most hypnotic things about her. He felt a warmth in them, like the gentle glow of a small fire that refused to die—a light more than enough to illuminate the