LOGINThird Person's POVWhen Alistair approached, he spotted her sitting alone in a daze.He walked over and asked, "Where are Adelaide and Lance?"Beata quickly stood up. "They're taking a bath."Alistair stopped in his tracks, eyeing her suspiciously.Beata quickly explained on their behalf, "They were busy all night, and Lance just got back. They're exhausted, so they went to take a bath and unwind for a while."Alistair glanced outside at the bright sun, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked, "In this heat, they're taking a hot bath together?"Beata opened her mouth, unsure how to respond.She originally wanted to tell Alistair to wait in the lobby.After all, this was already Adelaide and Lance's private living space.But then she remembered that back in the Shadow Peaks, the three of them had lived together like roommates. Adelaide probably wouldn't mind Alistair showing up unannounced.In the end,
Third Person's POVWhile Lance bit down gently on the mark at the back of Adelaide's neck, his fingers moved relentlessly, his movements quickening. With each motion, the edge of his nails grazed her most sensitive spot.Adelaide's body instantly went limp, all her strength draining away. She collapsed onto Lance's shoulder, letting out a series of desperate, breathless whimpers.Broken moans, ragged breaths, and the soft, wet sounds of her arousal filled the small space, creating an intimate, breathless rhythm."Ah, right there. Don't stop..."Adelaide cried out helplessly, her gaze gradually losing focus, pleasure threatening to overwhelm her completely.Lance loved watching her expression, increasing the speed of his fingers, finally pressing relentlessly against her sensitive spot.It wasn't until her whole body convulsed and her slick passage suddenly tightened, sending a rush of hot fluid surging out, that Adelaide finally colla
Third Person's POVAs he spoke, he gently squeezed her waist."I was the last one to get there. Honestly, I was just there to back you up. With or without me, you already knew what to do."Adelaide looked up at him and explained earnestly, "It wasn't like that. The moment I saw you, I felt a lot more at ease. Wendy and Rachel were in their hands, and there were so many mercenaries coming at us. I was just pretending to stay calm. Inside, I kept wondering how much longer I could hold them off."She leaned against Lance's shoulder."The moment I saw you, I could finally breathe again. I knew I was safe."Lance reached out and lightly tapped her nose."It's all in the past now. Let's not let this ruin our mood."Adelaide finally smiled. "As long as you're not mad at me, I'll be fine."Adelaide pressed her forehead against his, finally relieved."Lance, you're so good to me."Their breaths mingled, and the emot
Third Person's POVLance watched her disappear through the door, his shoulders slumping.He'd intended to ask her why she hadn't told him last night.After Paisley went missing, had it never once crossed her mind to seek help from her own mate?Why did Avery hear about it right away, while he didn't find out that Adelaide had already gone after them alone until the city's exits were about to be locked down?He had gone over these questions countless times on the way here.He had even decided that this time, no matter what, he couldn't just pretend nothing was wrong.But just now, the moment they met, Adelaide had personally prepared his favorite drink for him. How could he bring himself to get angry with her now?After all, if he suddenly put on a stern face and started questioning her, he'd only come across as unreasonable.But he really couldn't just let it go so easily.Lance's wolf paced restlessly for a moment before lying down and burying his head in his front paws.Not long aft
Third Person's POVWhen the royal family's official letter of reprimand reached the Blue Abyss Pack, word traveled fast.The sudden spotlight thrust Germain back into the center of aristocratic werewolf society, ruining his plans to lay low.During the earlier attacks and smear campaigns against the Independent She-Wolf Center, the public's eyes had been glued to the Glenveil Pack, even with Sadi involved.For a long time, New York's elite had held the Blue Abyss Alpha in high regard. Many of them still remembered his late first Luna as a gentle, noble, and respected she-wolf.But once reports of his attempted sexual assault on a she-wolf started making the rounds, public opinion tanked.As a result, a sex scandal that had barely made waves at first was now dragging all of Germain's long-buried misdeeds into the light.And this was only the beginning.By the time Lance and Eugene made it back to the Blackthorn Pack, Paisley was bouncing back.She was eating and talking normally, even
Third Person's POVGermain was truly captivated by Paisley's beauty.Maya was intelligent. How could she possibly not have noticed?She simply refused to admit the truth, choosing instead to deceive herself.***Early the next morning, Lance and Eugene went to the Palace. Erasmus was having breakfast when he learned that neither of them had slept all night. He invited them to join him.Except for Fabian, who stayed in the breakfast room, the other attendants went out to the reception area.On their way there, Lance and Eugene had already agreed on what they would tell Erasmus.They could give a mostly truthful account of what had happened the night before, except that Ampelio and Alfred had secretly left the city.Ampelio wasn't a major concern, since he hadn't mobilized many people.Alfred, however, was another matter.He had just been promoted to Deputy Commander of the Royal Sentry and reported directly
Third Person's POVThe June 18th moon hung in the deep-blue night sky, its silver light cascading like gossamer.The stars paled in its glow.With palms together and heads bowed, they silently prayed to the Moon Goddess, facing the direction of their homeland.If the mission failed, they would peri
Third Person's POVWhen news of his death in battle arrived, she laughed wildly, then wept just as intensely.Good riddance, she thought—but why hadn't it been Airella instead?Still, she took grim satisfaction in the idea that Airella's sons had all perished in the sam
Third Person's POVLance darted back into the fray like a silver-gray lightning bolt, his cedar pheromones sweeping the area with an icy aura.He knew that rescuing one person at the cost of several would make the mission a failure.When he reached Caldwell, his hands already
Third Person's POVAdelaide turned at the sound and saw a lady in white clothing fallen on her back near a car ahead.The maid rushed to help but, juggling an umbrella and her efforts, slipped and landed on the lady, who groaned in pain.The driver approached but, as a man, hesitated to assist dire







