ログイン“You have to miss me,” his low, hoarse voice carried the oppressive weight of an Alpha’s pheromones. The intense scent of cedarwood and cold metal instantly filled the entire room. “Otherwise, I really will go crazy.” His hands had already skillfully untied the straps of my nightgown. His rough pal
The night before departing for the Bear Clan Pack. A large black suitcase was laid open on the bedroom carpet. I was stuffing several important contracts into the waterproof compartment. When I turned my head, Hebert was standing in front of the closet, holding a few thick cashmere sweaters. This
I couldn’t. If I chose to hide in this safe haven, I would eventually become nothing more than Hebert’s accessory. In this world where the weak are prey to the strong, an Omega without a mate bond often ends up miserable once they lose their value. Brian had taught me that lesson in the cruelest w
Dinner was once again prepared by Hebert. On the kitchen counter, two cleaned bass were giving off an enticing aroma. He lifted me onto a high stool, then turned to grab the plates. “Taste this,” he said, using a silver fork to cut a piece of the most tender meat from the fish belly and bringing i
Ashley’s POV Soft metallic clinking sounds came from the kitchen. Hebert was wearing that linen apron — God as my witness, the apron that originally belonged to me looked utterly comical and mismatched on his tall, muscular frame. He didn’t let me drag my exhausted body over to handle the raw meat.
Hebert stroked me while whispering hoarsely in my ear, “Baby, I’m already so hard.” He grabbed my hand and pressed it directly against the zipper of his suit pants. The thick outline there was already straining upward, radiating intense heat and hardness even through the fabric—like a scorching iro







