Natash's POV
After two years of hiding, we met again in this situation, and I realized that I was still nervous. My hands trembled uncontrollably, and in order to suppress this trembling, I could only clench my fists tightly.
It took almost all the courage and strength I had gathered throughout my life to face Jaclyn Dills, my husband, or should I say, my ex-husband.
After all, two years ago, I had already left a signed divorce agreement for him, the man I had secretly loved for nearly a decade.
Our marriage, which lasted only a year, ended in desolation, and I should have known that he would never truly belong to me. Unfortunately, I understood this too late.
A year of marriage had worn away all my hopes, and I felt truly foolish. But facing him now, besides the nervousness, there was an unexplainable fear deep within me.
Besides the fear, there were threads of constant yearning in the depths of my heart. I still thought about him, couldn't let go, couldn't move on.
Jaclyn Dills had always been elegant, as if he were a noble from the medieval era of England. That air of aristocracy exuded from deep within him, creating a sense of aloofness.
Even after secretly loving him for ten years and being his luna for a year, I still felt like an outsider.
Jaclyn Dills was an alpha who had gone through rigorous trials within the pack, and every girl dreamed of becoming his luna.
Despite being a fierce snow mountain white wolf, he was incredibly handsome. It didn't seem appropriate to describe a man as 'beautiful,' but I couldn't think of any other words.
In fact, throughout the ten years of secretly loving him, I had always felt inferior. In his presence, I constantly felt too ordinary, almost like his sidekick.
I never imagined becoming his luna, and I never thought he would accept my wolf.
Although he's very handsome, he doesn't give off a soft or gentle vibe, he's very manly and domineering.
In private, when he sheds the elegant exterior, he's more like a dominant jackal, especially in bed, he doesn't love me at all.
I can clearly feel that what he seeks in me is a pure release, devoid of any trace of love.
It's as if he's not looking for a luna appointed by the moon goddess, but just an outlet for his desires. Sometimes, I feel like I'm more like a prostitute, very cheap and readily available, the kind that offers herself willingly.
I'm well aware that the only reason he accepted my wolf is because of the pack's pressure, and also because I have some use to him. It's a very cruel reality, far from the romantic love I had in my mind, far from it.
Annelie said I'm hopelessly naive and gullible, for believing in the existence of love in this world.
Even if it does exist, it's not meant for alpha and luna like us, who are bound together because of the pack. If there was any hope left in my heart before, I should be completely awakened now.
'Natash, this is Mr. Dills. Our business has benefited greatly from Mr. Dills's assistance in reaching our destination smoothly. Come on, toast Mr. Dills a drink, and we'll have many more opportunities for cooperation in the future. Mr. Dills, this is Natash, our company's assistant. Please take care of her in the future.”
Jaclyn's POV
The sharpness in my gaze disappeared in an instant.
She had finally appeared, but it was in such circumstances. I gritted my teeth and swallowed my displeasure.
I glided lightly past Natash Yael, and to my annoyance, I noticed that she was doing quite well for herself.
You could even say she was doing better, seemingly having gained some weight.
Compared to her previously thin and frail appearance, she now had a touch of charm.
Honestly, marrying her as my luna was just going with the flow. After all, as I reached the right age and passed the alpha trials smoothly, the elders thought her pack's influence was substantial enough.
The arrangements were made, so we got married.
Having multiple lunas made no difference to me; I wasn't a benevolent man, especially since I believed that if something exists, it should be used. If she was marrying me, I wasn't going to hold back.
I took her the same night, and her response still remains fresh in my memory.
Beads of sweat formed on her young and pained forehead, but she held onto me tightly, biting her lip.
Muffled moans escaped her lips and entered my ears, giving me a sense of sadistic pleasure.
I never expected that the eldest daughter of a pack would still be a virgin.
Despite her inexperience and delicate body, her lack of skillful response didn't prevent me from finding satisfaction.
Afterward, she curled up in my arms like a small rabbit—so obedient and cute.
However, it was this seemingly adorable rabbit that, after leaving behind a divorce agreement, vanished without a trace.
As I gradually became serious and started to care, I couldn't help but grit my teeth.
To this day, I still haven't figured out the reasons behind her disappearance.
I don't believe it was due to my extramarital affairs, which I had already settled later on. I just wanted to lead a peaceful life with my little rabbit.
Unfortunately, the peaceful days didn't last long.
My little rabbit ran away, and two years later, she suddenly appeared in such a setting, which made me itch with anger.
My gaze flickered, and I gracefully raised the glass in my hand:
'Mrs. Yael, such a rare surname, and a beautiful person. Allow me to toast first.' After saying that, I raised my glass and downed the drink. After finishing the drink, I held the empty glass and fixed my gaze on her.
Natash Yael's face turned somewhat pale. She rarely attended such social events, and this time she was clearly forced into it by her boss.
As the assistant responsible for finance, she was pulled into it because the secretary was on leave. But the sight of the glass made her feel a bit uneasy.
Natash's POV My face was somewhat pale. I rarely attended such social gatherings, and this time, I was reluctantly pushed into it by my boss due to the secretary's absence. As the assistant in charge of finances, I found myself at this event, but the wine glass in my hand made me feel uneasy. I gazed at the glass that had been thrust upon me and stole a glance at Jaclyn Dills. Suddenly, it dawned on me that this man was not going to make things easy for me. There was a glint of ruthlessness in the depths of his distant gaze. Yes, it would be unforgivable for me to bring up the divorce first, considering Jaclyn Dills's esteemed reputation. I forced a faint smile, and this smile gradually spread across my lips. I raised my glass and spoke with a double entendre, "The past is behind us, and in the future, Mr. Dills, I hope you'll be more accommodating." With that, I raised my glass and downed the contents, feeling quite resolute. Jaclyn Dills's smile faltered for a moment. His ey
Natash's POV My parents separated when I was very young, and I lived with my mother. However, when I had just come of age, my mother fell ill and passed away. At the age of sixteen, I found myself returning to the life of the Red Valley Pack. My father, Jacob Yael, had remarried. Over the years, Jacob Yael had achieved success in his career, and by the time I returned to the Red Valley Pack, he held a position in the pack's council. The memory of the small barn had transformed into a standalone garden house. My stepmother, Linda, was an opera singer, but I had no idea of her fame. She was polite but distant. Her politeness was so ingrained that from the moment I entered the Red Valley Pack, I felt like an outsider. Subconsciously, I believed that this was not my home. My true home was the small barn where my mother and I had lived together. It was an ordinary life, but the mother-daughter bond was filled with warmth and love. In the Red Valley Pack, I was a complete outsider
Natash's POV For the first time, I tasted the flavor of a secret crush. My previous relationships had been nothing more than youthful adventures. When Jaclyn Dills first approached me, the pounding of my heart, the silly way I stared at him, the sensation of my entire body heating up, and the way my mind went blank repeatedly reminded me that I had feelings for this man. If the two of us hadn't had any further interactions, perhaps my secret crush wouldn't have lasted very long. However, fate had a playful twist in store for us. That's why they say destiny is a decisive factor in the relationships between men and women, capable of guiding the twists and turns of a lifetime. In just a few days, I saw Jaclyn Dills at my home. It was then that I learned that Jaclyn Dills' father was my father's former boss and a well-known elder in the pack. Jaclyn Dills' mother was an opera enthusiast and often attended performances by my stepmother, Linda. Over the years, our two families had ma
Natash's POV The ringing tone not only interrupted my reverie but also yanked me out of my thoughts. My face was slightly flushed, and my small hands were quick to push away the man in front of me. I belatedly realized that his influence on me was still immense, to the point where, when he got close, I had no resistance left. I knew very well that I was at a significant disadvantage from the beginning. Our marriage had nothing to do with the love that resided in my mind. Love, in Jaclyn·Dills' case, might be something that didn't exist at all. And it was because of this that I realized that the Moon Goddess could make mistakes too. In the past, when I watched idol dramas and cried my eyes out, if Jaclyn·Dills ever saw me, he wouldn't say anything. Instead, he would look at me with an incredible expression, owing to his good manners and poise. Sometimes, he would cast a glance at the TV screen, where some melodramatic eight o'clock drama was playing, and furrow his brows before say
Natasha's POVI didn't want to say anything to him here.My face had already suffered enough embarrassment moments ago, forgetting everything in the midst of kissing in a place like this. It's a hospital, and apart from us, there are several patients receiving IV drips and nurses around.I lowered my head, deliberately choosing to ignore the faint but noticeable gazes fixed on me.Exiting the IV room, I walked briskly. Despite my short stature and petite frame, I took two steps, and Jaclyn Dills caught up with just one step.Therefore, by the time we reached the emergency room door, I was already slightly out of breath, while Jaclyn Dills continued to follow me with an unhurried pace.It was well past eleven at night, and the early winter evening breeze carried a bone-chilling cold.Lifting my gaze, I could see distant, dimly lit lights and some desolate streets beneath the chilly glow.At first glance, this place resembled Red Valley Pack. Same bustling city, the noise settling into
Natasha's POVI avoided him precisely because of this—I didn't want to endure his anger. In reality, he had never erupted in front of me, except for the one time when I wanted to work after our marriage. Most of the time, I couldn't read this man. He stood tall, looking down at me as if a deity, and I, a mere ant in the vast world.From the beginning, we were never meant to be together.The forced compatibility due to our backgrounds disappeared, and I chose to leave for the sake of the little pride I had left.For the past two years, I deliberately avoided thinking about him.I didn't pay attention to family matters, didn't read newspapers or news. I subconsciously avoided everything related to our past.Annelie said I was running away, but other than running away, I couldn't think of any other solution.When I found out I was pregnant and felt the living presence of a small life inside me, my life took a turn. A child, a child belonging to Jaclyn and me.I was overjoyed, like any wo
Jaclyn's POVI really wanted to tear open this woman's chest and take a good look to see what exactly was on her mind. Or perhaps, she had no heart at all; it had long been devoured by some stray dog.Clearly a timid woman, yet a few words from her could infuriate me to no end.I didn't even care about it, but she was all focused on getting a divorce from me.How beautiful.When we got married, she was more than willing. Now that she's married to me, there's no way she can get a divorce.She talked to me about matrimonial law as if I wasn't familiar with it. I raised a sarcastic smile and said, "The pack's law states that if mates' wolves live separately for more than two years, it can be considered a possible condition for a broken relationship, provided that one party files for divorce. So, what's your intention? Are you going to file for divorce and take me to court, or are you going to sue Jacob?"Natash Yael kept her head down, biting her lip in silence.She knew very well that s
Natash's POV:As soon as I opened the door, I saw Sophia walking around in the living room, holding Perry and murmuring softly.It startled me.Perry was born premature, a month early, weighing just a little over four pounds.She spent almost half a month in an incubator.Her little face, small body, and weak breath made her look like a fragile and pitiable kitten, with a mouth so small it couldn't even hold a bottle.My breast milk was limited, and my overall care during that period wasn't great.The poor little girl often couldn't eat enough, lacked strength, and fell asleep with a bottle in her mouth, whimpering and twitching in her sleep.It got a bit better after three months, but at six months, she developed bronchitis. She had needles on her tiny forehead, and the pain in my heart was unbearable.I spent many nights holding her, rocking and comforting her. Normally, at this hour, a child would have been asleep, but holding her now likely meant she wasn't feeling well again.I h
The usually deserted art gallery suddenly bustled with activity today, as vehicles came and went, occupying the few parking spaces in front. Louis emerged from the war meeting only to find not a single parking spot available. He had to park his car in the underground garage of a nearby office building and walk over. His handsome features, commanding presence, and the military insignia adorning his attire immediately drew the attention of numerous people as he stepped into the art-filled gallery. The juxtaposition of Louis' military resolve with the artistic ambiance of the gallery seemed discordant, yet he paid no heed to the curious glances of others as he made his way straight to the reception desk by the stairs, where two young women in their early twenties stood. One of the girls, her cheeks flushed with excitement, stuttered, "C-Can we help you?" under Louis' direct gaze, her head involuntarily lowering. A flicker passed through Louis' eyes, a slight upward curl at the corner
On a sunny weekend, Jaclyn and Natash decided to host a rare family gathering, inviting some close friends and relatives to spend time together. They prepared a sumptuous lunch and a series of fun activities to ensure that the gathering was filled with joy and meaning.As guests started to arrive, the house quickly became lively. Familiar laughter and greetings intertwined in the air, adding a cozy atmosphere to the entire room. Children ran and played in the garden, while adults chatted in the living room, sipping rich coffee and enjoying leisure time.Jaclyn and Natash busied themselves with entertaining guests while also trying to immerse themselves in the atmosphere of the gathering. They warmly conversed with everyone, sharing their recent news and joys. These friends and family meant a lot to them, and they had spent many wonderful moments together with their support and companionship.Lunchtime arrived, and everyone gathered around the table to enjoy the delicious feast. The ta
Jaclyn povI, Jaclyn Dills, have never been involved in things like chatting on Instagram, but Natash always likes to talk about it. In my opinion, what's the point of chatting with strangers on Instagram? If they're friends, just call them, right? But Natash never tires of it.However, now I have to succumb to this Instagram thing. To deal with this situation, I spent half a day sitting in front of the computer, finally registered for an Instagram account, and then added a friend who could provide fake IDs. When he asked me what documents I needed, I simply replied, "ID card," and then there was silence. After a moment, the other side replied, "We don't provide ID cards." I quickly asked, "Why? I heard you provide all kinds of documents." Then I added, "Money is not a problem."There was silence again for a moment, and finally, he gave me an address to meet in person. I felt strange. Now these fake ID businesses have become like spy activities, but I just wanted an ID card, and I rea
Natasha's POVOne day, Marilyn, Cecilia, and I were playing mahjong at Louis's house. When women get together, private matters are inevitably brought up. Maria glanced at Natasha Yael's swollen belly and asked, "You guys didn't use contraception, huh?" Natasha Yael nodded, "We did."Marilyn chuckled and pointed to her own swollen belly, "Then how did this happen?" Cecilia blinked, "How did it happen?" Natasha Yael explained, "We used a condom the first time with Jaclyn Dills, but somehow, it happened anyway."Marilyn smirked, "You guys must have been too passionate to bother with a condom, hence this little surprise." Natasha Yael blushed, and Cecilia remarked, "Jaclyn Dills seems calm and elegant, unlike Morris, who's so restless. He must be very gentle, right, Natasha Yael?" Maria nodded in agreement.Marilyn snorted, "You guys are so naive. These men are not gentle or elegant; it's all an act. They're wolves in bed. Otherwise, why would Natasha Yael have this belly? They haven't sp
Jaclyn's POVFeeling depressed again. Natasha is pregnant once more. How am I supposed to deal with this? Especially after indulging in rich food for over a year, now I have to go vegetarian? It's just impossible.After having our son, I often joked with Natasha about adding a sibling for him, but it was just talk. I don't want Natasha to get pregnant again. The nine months of pregnancy plus the confinement period, a whole year of dietary restrictions because of her, I've had enough.I've been careful, almost always using protection. And when there wasn't time for that, we made sure to take precautions. But nothing is foolproof. Sure enough, Natasha dropped the bombshell on me today.I must have looked utterly devoid of joy, which must have hurt Natasha deeply. She looked at me, lips pursed, and said, "You're not happy." Snap out of it, I thought, quickly pulling her into a hug and planting a couple of kisses. "No, no, of course not, Natasha. I'm thrilled! You know how much I adore da
Natasha's POVJaclyn Dills brought me to the seaside for a vacation, and it's been three days already. Apart from feeling very familiar with the outrageous bed in the presidential suite of the hotel, I haven't even seen the sunrise.Well, that's not entirely true. Sometimes, when Jaclyn Dills keeps me up tormenting me until the early hours, I occasionally catch glimpses of sunlight streaming in from the window. But by then, I'm so exhausted that I neither have the inclination nor the energy to appreciate the sunrise he has always longed for.By the fourth day, I couldn't take it anymore and directly ordered Jaclyn Dills that if he didn't let me out soon, I would go home by myself. What kind of vacation was this anyway?Driven by Luna's powerful resentment, for the sake of my future happiness, Comrade Jaclyn Dills finally took Luna out for a walk in the evening of the fourth day.The hotel we stayed in consisted of separate villas with a private beach, offering a high level of privacy.
Jaclyn's POVOne evening, after Luna and I had just finished a round of playfulness, lying in bed catching our breath, Natash, who had just regained her composure, complained discontentedly, "Jaclyn, why are you always on top? Didn't we agree that I would be on top this time?"I innocently caressed Luna, saying, "Didn't I let you be on top for the first half just now? You seemed to be enjoying it, telling your mate to go harder, to speed up for Luna. How quickly you forget."Natash blushed, "Whether I'm on top or you move, what's the difference when you're on top of me?" I blinked, then rolled over to pin Natash beneath me, leaning down to give her a playful nip before smoothly sliding inside her. "Hmm," Natash murmured.Leaning close to Natash's ear, I lightly nibbled and said with a mischievous tone, "Luna, your mate will tell you the difference now. When you're beneath, I can support you here, making it easier." As I spoke, my hand reached between Natash's legs, parting them forcef
Tommy's POVThe day I first met Natash Yael is forever etched in my heart. Her clear little face, those calm yet stubborn eyes, seemed to become the most profound imprint of my life. As years passed and time weathered, the memory of her only grew stronger.Love, viewed from the rational lens of science, is merely a biological program, a culmination of hormonal effects and chemical reactions. The initial ardor of romance tends to fade with time spent together, even to the point of complete dissolution after a decade.Though my time with Natash Yael amounted to less than a year, I never forgot her in the nearly fifteen years apart. Despite nothing ever happening between us, she became the singular regret I couldn't shake from my romantic history.Longing compelled me to decide to return home. Luckily, fate smiled upon us, and we reunited as I had hoped. However, I had already forfeited the right and position to love her.Jaclyn Dills will never know how envious I am of him. There was ev
Natasha's POVMy mind raced through a few twists and turns, and I reached out, grabbing hold of his shirt hem, and pouted while blinking innocently, "Mate, can't I just say I'm sorry?" It was my go-to move when dealing with Jaclyn Dills.Sure enough, Jaclyn Dills turned around, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, "What are you sorry for?"I hurriedly replied earnestly, "I shouldn't have gone to the nightclub with my friends." And what else? Jaclyn Dills' voice softened a bit.I blinked rapidly, "And I shouldn't have stayed out past ten.""And what else?""And... umm..." I racked my brain for a while but couldn't come up with anything.Jaclyn Dills' gaze slid from my face to my body, and his tone darkened, "Where did you get this outfit? I don't remember buying you anything like this. Do you know how ridiculous you look, prancing around on stage in that?""It's not prancing, it's dancing."Jaclyn Dills pursed his lips, "If this is the kind of dancing you're learning, starting tomorrow,