ログインCHAPTER 235: A HAPPY ENDING CATHERINE:The room went so quiet when I told Jordan I was pregnant I could hear the clock ticking on the wall like a heartbeat. Jordan’s face, which had been glowing with afterglow just a second ago, completely froze. His eyes went wide, scanning my face like he was looking for a punchline to a joke that wasn’t coming."Pregnant?" he whispered, the word sounding heavy in his mouth. "Are you... Catherine, are you serious right now?"I nodded, my heart thumping against my ribs. "I’m serious, Jordan. I’m already eight weeks gone."He let out a sharp gasp, his hands sliding from my waist to my shoulders, holding me steady like he was afraid I’d disappear. "Eight weeks? When did you find out? How did I not know this?""The doctor," I said, my voice finally finding its strength. "He told me the second I woke up from that coma at the clinic. He’d seen it in the blood work when he was trying to flush out the wolfsbane."Jordan’s eyebrows shot up, and a deep frown
CHAPTER 234: JORDAN... I’M PREGNANTJORDAN:The room was thick with the scent of our love making—sweat, heat, and that deep, pheromone-heavy musk of two mates finally finding their rhythm. Making love to Catherine this afternoon felt different. It wasn't just physical. It was like our souls were finally speaking the same language. Maybe it was because the shadows that had been chasing us were finally gone. Maybe it was because we’d both realized that we didn't just want each other—we *belonged* to each other.I had her from the back, my body arched over hers as I drove into her with everything I had. My hands reached around, cupping her breasts, feeling the weight of her in my palms and teasing her nipples until they were hard and pointy. Every time I hit that sweet spot, I felt her whole body shiver with pleasure. It was a power trip, but the good kind. Knowing that I, her Alpha, was the only one who could make her feel this way made my wolf howl with pride.God, I almost lost her.
CHAPTER 233: WHAT DO YOU WANT, KITTEN?CATHERINE:The stairs were hard against my knees, but I didn't care. Nothing mattered except the way Jordan was looking down at me. I stayed on my knees, my hands moving up to my own breasts, squeezing them as I took him deeper into my mouth. He let out a low, animalistic growl that vibrated through my entire body.He didn't just stand there; he soon gripped both sides of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair as he started to pump his dick into my mouth. Each thrust was deep and deliberate. "God, kitten," he rasped, his voice sounding like gravel. "You have no idea how good you taste. I’ve been starving for this."I found myself moaning at the back of my throat, the sound muffled by his length. The friction, the heat, and the sheer intensity of him taking me the way he did sent a shockwave through me. Before I even realized what was happening, my first orgasm washed down my cunt, making my legs shake uncontrollably.Jordan felt the tremor in m
CHAPTER 232: YOU'RE GONNA DRIVE ME CRAZY CATHERINE:I decided to go back with him. If I’m being real, I’ve loved Jordan since the moment I realized there was a heart hidden under all that Alpha armor. I had fallen for him almost from the very beginning. But I never said a word. I was terrified of being rejected, of opening up my soul just to have him tell me it wasn't enough. But seeing him right there, on his knees on the hot asphalt, looking so vulnerable and raw... it did something to me. It tugged at my heart in a way I couldn't ignore.Jordan stood up, his eyes never leaving mine. He pulled out his checkbook, scribbled something down with a heavy hand, and handed it to the stunned cab driver."Go get your car fixed," Jordan said, his voice deep and commanding again. "And take the rest of the day off."I didn't see the numbers, but the way the driver’s eyes bugged out and the massive grin that took over his face told me everything. Jordan probably gave that man enough money to bu
CHAPTER 231: I LOVE YOU, CATHERINE CATHERINE:The sudden silence in the mansion was becoming rather uncomfortable.For months, I’d prayed for a house without constant drama, without glares, and without people plotting my downfall. Now, I had exactly that. After Luna Elizabeth’s death, Jordan went on a rampage. He fired every single maid, every cook, and every domestic assistant. He said he didn’t trust any of them anymore. So, it was just us. Just me, Jordan, and the guards standing like statues at the gates. And the ones parading the property.But this wasn’t the peace I wanted. It felt like a tomb. I haven't been back to work yet. Jordan insisted I should remain at home until I was fully recovered.Jordan had become a ghost. He walked through the halls like a man hollowed out, his eyes cold as ice whenever they landed on me. I could feel the accusation in his silence. He blamed me. He didn’t say it, but I felt it every time he turned his back on me or left the room the second I wal
CHAPTER 230: THE END OF THE WARJORDAN:The next morning, the air in the mansion felt so heavy. The rest of the staff tiptoed like they didn't want to be noticed by me. But it didn't matter, I was gonna have a total overhaul of the maids. I didn't trust any single one of them anymore. I was sitting in the office, staring at a map of our territory but seeing nothing, when Melvin walked in. He didn't say a word at first. He just stood by the door with his head down."What is it, Melvin?" I asked, my voice sounding a bit curious."It’s your mother, Alpha," he whispered. "The guards found her in the cell. She... she broke a glass water bottle. She used a shard to end her life."I felt like someone had punched me in the gut. I couldn't move. I couldn't even breathe for a second. My mother, the proud Luna Elizabeth, was gone. Just like that? She probably couldn't handle the shame of being dragged to the cell. She couldn't face a world where she wasn't the one holding the leash, and instead
CHAPTER 101: COFFEE ON MY BLOUSE CATHERINE:Diana caught the look on my face—that split second where my jealousy probably flared like a neon sign—and she smirked. She looked at me like I was a bug she was about to crush under her designer heels. But Jordan didn't even reach for the cup of coffee.
CHAPTER 96: WHY SHOULD I BE WITH YOU? CATHERINE:The silence in that massive living room was thick enough to freeze a drink. I stared into my tea, watching a little swirl of honey dissolve, while my heart pounded against my ribs like a trapped bird. Jordan was sitting right there, his eyes burning
CHAPTER 90: IT COSTS JUST A KISS CATHERINE:I moved fast, pulling on the fresh clothes like my life depended on it. The white T-shirt was soft, smelling like expensive laundry soap, and the jeans fit like they were made for me. Wait, did he just get these items from a store? It was still early and
CHAPTER 98: MOM, WE NEED TO TALK JORDAN:I should’ve been angry. Any other woman in Texas would be tripping over herself to stay in my Villa, but Catherine? She was backing away like I’d just offered her a poisonous snake instead of a soul-deep connection. But honestly, as I watched her stand ther







