ログインHebert’s POV While I was fighting to free Ashley, I could feel Brian already locked in a brutal brawl with that bastard Paul. The dull thuds of fists smashing into flesh, mixed with Paul’s miserable screams, kept bouncing off the basement walls like some twisted echo chamber. Cecilia, stunned for
Only two. Which meant, in the end, it would just be me and Brian going in. I took the cold crystal bracelets, gripping them hard enough that my knuckles ached. “Thank you,” I said solemnly, then turned and bolted toward the exit. No more time to waste. Ashley, wait for me. I swear—no matter if
Hebert’s POV Dragging Brian up the mountain with me felt like hauling dead weight, but I didn’t slow down for even a second. This peak was the highest point in the entire Bloodmoon Pack territory, and according to every old legend passed down, the White Witch lived right at its summit—hidden away i
Ashley’s POV My body kept getting weaker. The drug’s heat, that crazed fire chewing at my sanity, was finally fading bit by bit. But what rushed in right after was this crushing emptiness, cold enough to seep into my bones. I curled up in the corner of the room, clutching that flimsy blanket som
My fist slammed down on the expensive desk in front of me. The hard surface shattered instantly under my rage, exploding into splinters. “Ahhh—!” A raw, animalistic roar tore out of my throat, and the crushing dominance of a top Alpha swept through the entire Manor like a storm. The entire study
Hebert’s POV That restless feeling just wouldn’t let me go. It crawled under my skin, tight and cold, like some poisonous vine wrapping straight around my heart. I had dozens of glossy catalogs sprawled across my desk—this season’s newest releases from the top luxury brands around the world. Limi
Back at the manor, I practically bolted to my room. Leaning against the door, I let my body slide down onto the carpet. My heart was pounding so loud and fast it felt like it might leap out of my chest. Images of Hebert's face—a face far too perfect for its own good—kept flooding my mind. His blue
"I'm not drunk!" he shot back, firm and steady. His hands came up to grip my face, forcing me to meet his gaze. "I'm completely sober, Ashley! I never wanted to pressure you—I wanted to give you time, to ease into your life gently." He let out a heavy sigh, something raw and aching flickering in hi
The cramped Maybach interior was instantly overwhelmed by the sharp mix of Hebert's icy cedarwood scent and the faint burn of Scotch whiskey. His body, solid and unyielding like carved marble, loomed over me with an undeniable force, pinning me against the plush leather seat. The chill of the leath
I scanned the bustling hall twice, searching for that distinctly commanding figure of his, but there was no sign of him anywhere. About half an hour later. "Impressive speech, Ms. Ashley." A deep, cello-like voice spoke from above me. I looked up instantly. It was Boris, the bear leader who contr







