Genevieve: Everybody said I would never find a mate, and then I was dumped with mates who I had to tame. ….. “You look stunning," Monique, our pack’s seer and my caretaker, said, adjusting my veil as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. Who said a girl without a wolf can't find a mate? I was
Genevieve:I wept for minutes as Alpha Ron got dressed and my father arrived with his seer Monique. They were briefed on what happened in the room, but unfortunately, Ron showed no remorse."I am giving my daughter's hand to you in marriage, and you chose to miss this opportunity?" My father growled
Genevieve:I sat on the royal chair alongside my father, accompanied by his seer, as we faced the pack members gathered before us. A week has passed swiftly but I was still not prepared for yet another humiliation.All eyes were on me, murmurs swirling around like a whispered storm. I caught sight o
Genevieve: "Are you still keen on marrying my daughter?" My father, previously irate about the lack of suitors, now sought confirmation from the only attractive man who had shown interest in me. "Mom!" Hit’s protest reached my ears, but I was too captivated by the sight of this strong, confident a
Genevieve: Monique whispered words of encouragement as she rubbed my back. "Take a deep breath and walk into the room to meet your flawlessly perfect mates." The week had passed by in a blur, and I couldn't shake the feeling of unease at the thought of living with four men I had never met before
Genevieve: The softness of his lips and the manly grasp of his hands around my neck and back stunned me into standing still. He let his lips mischievously suck mine and endanger my composed posture. I felt myself melting in his arms when he tilted his head and rubbed his juicy lips all over mine.
Genevieve: Rather than attempting to explain himself to me for hiding his girlfriend, Bellamy hastily departed the property in a fit of anger. My world was shattered upon discovering that he had a girlfriend. Why, then, did he choose to marry me? In the midst of the awkward situation, I excused m
Genevieve: "You know what we want?" Emre hissed, circling around to the other side of the living room, where the laundry room was located. He grabbed a mop and thrust it into my hand as he returned. "Clean the damn house. That's what I want. I'm not sure about the others," he shrugged nonchalantl