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21: The Alpha's Heart

“You didn’t answer when I knocked earlier,” he said, leaning casually against the doorframe, though his eyes betrayed his lack of casual intentions. “I came to check that you're doing as told.” Her breath hitched. “I—I didn’t hear you.” His lips twitched, almost amused, but his gaze never wavered. “You didn’t?” Arda took a shaky step back, her arms instinctively wrapping around herself. “Could you—could you at least step out?” “Why?” His voice dropped, low and smooth. “I see no reason why.” At this point, Arda was infuriated. “You’re being rude,” she shot back, her cheeks burning. “You have no right to intrude—and stare at me like this.” He pushed away from the doorframe, taking a deliberate step closer. “I disagree. I like what I see.” His shamelessness dampened her fury, replacing it with rising anxiety. “Alpha,” she warned, but her voice trembled, betraying her fear. He reached her in two strides, his hand brushing a stray drop of water from her collarbone. The touch made
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22: I Want You To Stay

Arda fought to steady her breathing. “He just wanted to check on me,” she said. “Arda.” “Yes... Alpha.” “You’re a terrible liar.” “I’m not lying.” Her voice quivered, and her eyes welled up as anxiety tightened its grip on her. Gillow studied her in silence, his sharp gaze unwavering. She looked fragile—too fragile—and for a brief moment, sympathy stirred within him. Yet beneath it, he was desperate to test the waters of her trust. The inability to hear her thoughts gnawed at him, and no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t make peace with it. “What’s going on in that mind of yours?” Arda flinched slightly at the question. “This is the second time you’re asking me that,” she replied cautiously. “Does it bother you?” “It’s a strange question, so yes, it does.” “I see.” He placed his palm flat against her chest. His voice softened. “I hate it—that I can’t read your mind. That I can’t hear your thoughts.” Arda froze, her eyes widening as realization struck. This was why he had
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23:The Alpha's Pack

He guided her along the winding stone path that meandered through the garden, leading them past a rocky pool. The water spilled endlessly from a cluster of stones, cascading in gentle streams before splashing softly into the clear basin below. Her gaze lingered on the tranquil scene. She could almost picture herself perched on one of the smooth rocks, scribbling notes for her thesis while soaking in the peaceful atmosphere. But that was just a dream. She didn’t belong there. No matter how inviting it seemed, she would find a way to escape. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" he asked, noticing how her eyes lingered on the surreal beauty of the pool. He often admired it himself. "Yes," she replied softly. "It's not man-made. It was already there. Some touches were added. "Wow. It looks awesome" she said, genuinely impressed. "I'm glad you like it." Too bad I’m not staying, she thought. But almost immediately, she pushed the thought aside and decided to steer the conversation toward conv
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24: The Agenda of the Wolves

Arda hated the confidence Gillow had—in himself and his pack. It grated on her nerves, especially since they seemed so comfortable just because the enemy packs feared them. She let her gaze sweep across the group. “That doesn’t mean the enemy packs aren’t planning something,” she said, unable to stop herself despite the unease curling in her stomach. She was afraid of them all. They weren’t human. And she was the only human among them. “She is wise,” the Elder remarked, his voice carrying a note of approval. “Sure,” Gillow agreed, his sharp eyes fixed on Arda’s face. “Fate has chosen well.” Arda quickly looked away, doing her best to avoid his gaze. Her eyes darted everywhere else, but it didn’t stop her from feeling the weight of his stare. “Now there’s just one person missing to complete this fearless pack,” Gillow announced, his voice cutting through the tension and drawing her eyes back to him. “Who?” Arda asked cautiously. “There’s someone else in the pack, but the one I’m
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25: Trust and Tensions

Arda peeked through the bedroom curtains. From there, she could see the pack still seated around the long meeting table in the garden. Gillow dominated the ruler’s seat with effortless authority. Felicia leaned toward him, explaining something with fluid confidence. He sat poised, listening intently. Even from this distance, his presence felt intimidating. Arda wondered why Felicia wasn’t afraid of him. Then she remembered—Felicia had been his mate once. That was their word for it. She still felt the sting of Gillow’s quiet confession earlier: “Just so you know, we’ve been together before.” Arda had decided to familiarize herself with the strange terms and dynamics of this world. She figured it would help her plan an escape. Watching Felicia now, Arda felt a pang of envy. It wasn’t just her closeness to Gillow—it was her confidence, her ease, the way she carried herself like she belonged. She wondered what they were discussing and couldn’t help but recall Gillow’s abrupt dism
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26: Age Of The Alpha

Troubled by the professor’s call, Arda poured herself into her thesis that evening. Seated at the table in the Alpha’s bedroom, she tried to focus on writing the first chapter of her work. With her research materials finally at hand, it should have been easier—or so she thought. But the looming threat of enemy packs hung over her like a storm cloud, dark and oppressive. After several failed attempts to concentrate, she pushed her chair back with a sigh. Maybe a stroll through the garden would clear her head. A glance at the clock told her it was nearly 7:00 p.m. She rose and headed for the door. But just as her hand touched the handle, it turned from the other side. She stepped back as Gillow strode in. He wore casual slacks and a fitted shirt that stretched over his toned arms and broad chest. His dark hair was tied in a loose ponytail, and despite herself, her heart skipped a beat. Whether it was fear—or something far more dangerous—she couldn’t tell. He stopped in front of her,
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27: Fangs of Desire

Gillow didn’t waste time delivering the truth. “Elder is three centuries old.” Arda’s eyes widened. “Oh my God.” Her face paled, but Gillow pressed on. “Sue is 125 years old. Karina is 140—same age as Chester. Felicia is 130, and Asher is 131.” As the words sank in, Arda felt her body go cold. The room spun, and before she could process another thought, everything went black. *** When she came to, Gillow was sitting beside her on the bed. A damp cloth glided across her forehead, and her gaze slowly adjusted to the dim light of the room. He dipped the towel in a bowl of water, wrung it out, and gently patted her face again. His knuckles brushed her cheek in a soft caress. Her heart fluttered, but the sensation was quickly overshadowed by the lingering weight of what she’d heard before passing out. Realizing she was back in his bedroom, she tried to sit up. “What happened?” Her voice was faint, but he caught it. “You passed out,” he said, his tone calm yet laced with concern.
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28: Mole in the Pack

The following morning, Arda woke up feeling better. She found herself alone in bed and immediately wondered where Gillow was. Slipping out from under the covers, she spotted him seated at the desk, typing intently on the computer. He wore a casual outfit, his long hair cascading over his shoulders. Her eyes fell on her project materials spread out before him. Judging by the sheer volume of work he had already done, he must have been at it for a while. She stood there, stunned. Gillow paused, his fingers stilling on the keyboard as he turned to her with a sly smile. “Second and third chapters—done, sleepyhead,” he said, the corners of his lips tugging upward. Her jaw dropped. “I know you said you’re old, but how did you know what to write?” He leaned back in the chair, his smirk deepening. “I got supporting materials from the library. Besides, I’ve attended more weddings from different cultures than you can imagine. I have firsthand experience.” “Wow.” Curiosity sparked in her
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29: Enemy Scents

After breakfast, Gillow escorted Arda to the car, preparing to drive her to school. "Since you barely have time, you'll need to study the notes in the car. At least get a brief idea of what I've written down." "Okay." She read through his presentation during the ride, impressed by his intelligence and the depth of his research. At school, she noticed students gawking at Gillow and his sleek ride as he dropped her off, leaning against the car outside, waiting for her. She overheard girls swooning and making remarks about his ethereal beauty. She didn't blame them. He was handsome. If only they knew he was old enough to be their great-grandfather. If only they knew who he really was. On her way to the professor's office, she received a text from Jacob: "The insider will come to you by evening and intimate you on the escape plan." She deleted the message for safety purposes before meeting her supervisor in his office. The moment she entered, he demanded to know why she had been
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30: Escape from the Alpha

Gillow ignored her shocked expression. The scent was unmistakable—someone had touched her intimately, and he needed to know who it was.“Who touched you?” he repeated, his voice low and forceful.“No one,” Arda whined, her voice trembling. “No one touched me.”Gillow’s eyes narrowed, his sharp gaze locking onto hers. “I can smell it,” he said, his tone dark and unrelenting. “It’s a distinct scent. Someone touched you—closely. Who was it?”Panic swelled in Arda’s chest. She didn’t want trouble, especially not the kind Gillow could bring if he decided to go after her professor. Her mind raced, trying to piece together an explanation that wouldn’t provoke him further.Maybe Gillow had picked up the professor’s scent because he wasn’t human. The others in his pack had the ability to sense things like this. But then she remembered—her professor had also sniffed her paper.Were human scents different from werewolves? She didn’t know.“Don’t make me ask you again.” Gillow’s voice cut through
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