ログインShe shook her head. "Too tired.""Alright." Then he made his claim, unwilling to postpone it any longer. "You need a partner." He kissed her cheek, solidifying his decision. "And a family. You'll have both with me."Her eyes widened, and she seemed taken aback.He knew that she would initially disagree, but he was determined to persuade her one way or another. She needed a family, a pack, and him.Softly, she spoke, tears glistening in her eyes. "You'll disappear before we even get started. That's always how it happens. A wolf promises me the moon and then vanishes as if they didn't have the courage to tell me to my face that it wouldn't work out between us."His jaw dropped, unable to conceal his surprise. Was she agreeing to be his mate? He had expected it to be much more challenging than that. He was ready, but he needed to be certain that she was too.He stood up, pulled her out of her chair, and embraced her tightly, relieved that she desired him as much as he desired her. At l
"The Nordic bandits..." He began, and immediately noticed her slight stiffening. It was clear that her past had resurfaced, haunting her."...stole the goods from three of our merchant ships. It was rumored that they hid the stolen treasures somewhere in Belmont," He continued.Her beautiful dark brown eyes narrowed ever so slightly—a subtle shift in her response, perceptible only to a cautious wolf."My mom wants us to become mates. I assist you in locating the stolen goods, and you get to keep them, but they remain within the family," He explained.Kayla narrowed gaze intensified. "I understand. And you agreed to this scheme?" Her tone now carried an icy edge.He despised how their budding friendship had transformed into something else—a business arrangement devoid of warmth."No, my mom dictates, but we make our own choices," Creed replied nonchalantly.She relaxed slightly, though traces of hostility still simmered beneath the surface. "Well, What else can I say. Huge thanks, for
Creed guided her into the warmth of the room and secured the door behind them. Kayla raised an eyebrow, and he responded with a smile while pressing a few buttons on a control panel. Subsequently, the window shades gracefully descended, transforming the once-exposed space into a private sanctuary."We can have genuine privacy here or in my bedchamber," Creed offered, extending his assistance to remove her coat.However, she harbored doubts about finding safety in either location.Nevertheless, he helped her with her coat, draping it over a coatrack that resembled a wrought-iron, leafless tree."There are matters we must discuss," he spoke earnestly, although his eyes betrayed a captivating curiosity that deviated from what she anticipated – a demand for her immediate departure from the castle.Suppressing any overt tension, she observed as he removed his own coat, hung it neatly, and guided her to one of the couches.Seating himself at a moderate distance, he maintained an apparent nee
Creeds discussion with his mom fueled Kayla's speculations — however she was doing whatever it takes not to consider it — as she strolled with Felicity through the vestibule which had padded seats, couches, and cushion shrouded seats situated behind the fenced area of the windmill. Blazes gleamed, creating light against the shaded areas, the wood popping and snapping. Kayla felt strangely comfortable here.However her thoughts drifted back to what Creed must have discussed with his mom. Was she really the one behind the scenes? All the more critically, what she was she telling Creed about Kayla now?As Felicity moved with her into the kitchen, Kayla was intrigued by the way it was being designed, having anticipated it to be less outlandish but it turned out better than she imagined.The fitted kitchen includes an oven, hob, extractor, dishwasher including a range of fitted oak units, worktops and display cabinets as well as a double oven, waste disposal unit and an electric hob.Be th
AT THE CASTLE ON BLUE LAKE ISLANDCreeds mom was a sly wolf, constantly considering the welfare of the pack. She wasn't imprudent at all."What else mom? What are you thinking?""Kayla knows where the looted treasures are buried. She's a rogue and former apprentice to those rebel wolves who resided in Belmont. You will assist her with finding the stolen merchandise and keep her protected at all times."Kayla's safety was of Creed's utmost concern being the only the tip of the iceberg. In any case, he still had second thoughts about gaining access to the hidden treasures."I'll make show I get this done as soon as possible," Creeds mom proceeded.She immediately added, "You shouldn't waste time mating with her. Our gaining access to the treasure also depends on the actions you implement because if you don't act swiftly there's a probability that one of the wolves from her pack will mate with her.""Like seriously? I don't think they'll have the guts to try that. And what about her sent
VIVIANS POV-Leaving Stetson Street PackIt came as a surprise, It happened overnight.All I could remember was the horrible sound of a whirlwind that swept past the window. I never could predict that it will result in such a massive destruction.The mansion we lived in was ripped apart, trees fell on all sides of the apartments.I suspected Dorian Gray, but this wreckage was too big to be done by an individual.Dust covered my face as I stepped out to meet Creed, It seems we had lost everything. All we worked for had disappeared in just a few seconds.I wasn't prepared for what I was going to hear, It all came as a shocker."We need to talk" Creed mumbled"Yeah, I'm here" I said putting my hands around his neck. We've not been in terms recently, our romance has been fading. We were now shadows of ourselves not the star-crossed lovers with burning passion for each other.Currently we were just a poor variant of Romeo and Juliet.Creed was crunched over lowering his head. His beard hard







