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107. At the Castle
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2026-05-07 09:29:30
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Brea’s POV That afternoon, Roan and I sat in his office reviewing documents related to properties his mother had left to him and his sister. Stacks of contracts and deeds covered the massive mahogany desk between us. “Was your mother from my country?” I asked, noticing that most of the properties were located in New York. “Yes,” Roan replied, leaning back slightly in his chair. “Charlotte Fern was her maiden name. Later, she became Carlota Espineda.” “There’s still a lot under the Fern estate,” I observed as I reviewed another file. “Your mother kept a strong connection to her roots. The name change would be an issue, but not impossible to fix." “She did,” he said quietly, his voice softer than usual. “She loved Liandor… but part of her heart always belonged to her birth place.” I glanced up from the papers. The tenderness in his expression caught me off guard. It was strange seeing this side of him. The fierce Alpha King who could make an entire room tremble wi
Alpha’s Little Plaything 107. At the Castle
Roan’s PoV Is it wrong to feel jealous of a dead man? The shadow of Leon Hawthorne lingered between us like an ever-present ghost. To Brea, he had been her first love. Her safe place. Her ride or die. But to me? He was simply the man who failed her. She was kidnapped under his watch, and he failed to eliminate the people responsible. Instead, he got himself killed. Maybe that sounded cruel. But that was how I saw it. Because while Brea is with me, no harm would ever come to her again. When she had been kidnapped as a baby, I was only seven years old. There was nothing I could have done then. But now? Now I was more than capable of protecting what's mine. ~~~~~ The helipad sat atop the castle. After landing, I escorted Brea into the elevator and down to the main floor. Pamela and Regina were already waiting for us. “Roan, son, we were expecting you last week,” Pamela said, kissing both my cheeks. Regina immediately wrapped herself around my arm and ki
Alpha’s Little Plaything 106. Guilty Emotions
Brea’s PoV Our breaths mingled as I held onto his biceps, my fingers tightening instinctively. He was wearing only his pants. His body was solid—hard, defined muscles and sculpted abs. His sun-kissed skin contrasted sharply with my pale one, where only my blood-red nails stood out against him. “Careful there,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, his eyes darkening. For a moment, I almost leaned in. Almost. But a sharp pain pierced through my chest. Leon. Shame flooded me. I loosened my grip and stepped back, creating space between us. Roan cleared his throat, just as affected. “Thank you, Roan,” I said quickly, trying to steady myself. “Your wolf is… incredibly big and handsome.” It wasn’t a lie. His wolf had been breathtaking—reddish fur that seemed to burn like fire, with deep, midnight-black eyes. “Likewise, princesa,” he replied softly. “I expected nothing less from you.” ~~~~~~~ That night, I slept better than I had in a long time. I video-called L
Alpha’s Little Plaything 105. Her Wolf
Roan’s POV The moment she stepped out of her room, it felt as if she had opened a portal to another realm. She was… breathtaking. My wolf stirred instantly, chest puffing with pride. He was already restless, eager to meet Brea’s wolf. It had to be magnificent—just like her. “Ready?” I asked, offering her my arm. She nodded, linking hers with mine. I didn’t miss the way she flushed, the slight tension in her posture. I affect her… just as much as she affects me. Still, I would take things slow. She was grieving. “I’m so glad they placed me close to you,” she said as we walked down the hall. “I might have gotten lost trying to find the dining room in this maze.” Her eyes wandered over the paintings, the tall windows, the endless stretch of corridors. “You’ll get used to it,” I said. “Soon enough, you’ll know this place like the palm of your hand.” I spoke with certainty. Because she would stay. The room placement had been no coincidence. I wanted her close—at a
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Roan’s POV I was still venting at Aristes for not telling me he had found her. But the moment I saw her, all that anger vanished. She is… stunning. The kind of beauty that can’t be crafted or imitated—something you are simply born with. There’s a delicacy to her, an awestruck grace that draws you in effortlessly. And yet… her green eyes hold something else. Sadness. Not the fleeting kind—but something deeper. Something rooted so far within her soul it feels almost tangible. Someone hurt her. And when I find out who… they’ll wish they had never been born. “Tell me, Brea,” I said, my voice quieter now, a far contrast with the storm building inside me. “What happened to you?” Because goddess help me—my wolf and I were already crazy with the need to find whoever broke her… …and burn them to the grown. She looked at me—really looked at me—before answering. “I lost someone very important to me,” she said at last. “Yeah? Who, if I may ask?” “My mate.” Her voice b
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