LOGINDom. “He had a vasectomy,” I repeated slowly, letting every single syllable sink deep into his ears. “And that exact medical procedure is the sole reason why the Luna has not been able to conceive a royal heir for the pack. It was a calculated choice.” “What?” Anthor breathed out, his face turning a dark, angry shade of red. “Julian... Julian did that? Does Diane know about this?” “Are you going to let me finish speaking?” I snapped, my voice turning incredibly sharp. “Oh, yes... yes, of course,” Anthor stuttered quickly, his defensive walls instantly crumbling as he remembered who he was dealing with. “Please, continue.” “Now, for the last piece of information, I don't think it will really seem so important to you,” I said smoothly. “Because it's something that is completely expected from a corrupt, lying man like Julian if he chooses to cheat on her. So… yes. He has an affair outside their marriage. And he is barely in the house with his wife. And if it interests you, Dian
Dom As I walked away from the room, my mind was spinning fast. My chest felt tight, burning with a strange pressure—one that I had buried, intending for it never to surface again. Forbidden. That was the exact word that kept flashing in my head. It was a dangerous, completely unnecessary pressure—an absolutely rejected feeling that I had successfully shunned and locked away in the darkest corner of my mind for many years. I had a strict rule about my life: I never let a woman get under my skin. I never let emotions mess with my focus. My only family was my sister and the sworn brothers of the den. Gone are the days when I made such mistakes. I wasn't doing it again. But right now, my lips were still tingling from the soft, wet heat of Diane’s mouth. Her sweet, desperate scent was literally stuck inside my nose. I stopped, pausing right in my tracks in the empty hallway just before I got to the elevator. "Look, Dominic," I muttered softly to myself, my voice dropping in
Diane. Dom reached out, took my small hand in his large palm, and slowly slid the black card right back into my fingers. He closed my hand over it, his warmth spreading through my skin. "Keep your card, Diane," Dom growled softly, his voice deep and dominant. "I want you to consider this as one of my special treatments." what? He can't be serious. or is he? I looked around the massive lounge area, noting the expensive gold trimmings and the plush velvet furniture. "This place looks like a presidential suite, Dom. It is incredibly expensive," I reminded him, just in case he forgot. "Yes, it is," Dom agreed simply. "And you are seriously saying you want to pay for this luxury suite for as long as I decide to stay here?" I asked, my eyes wide with disbelief. "Mm-hmm," Dom grunted. "But I don't think you would stay here for too long, Diane. It won't take long before the pack forces start looking for their Luna. And I absolutely do not want to see massive news headlines about a m
(Earlier at the Hotel… that morning)Diane.I rolled over slowly on the massive bed. The white sheets felt like soft clouds against my bare skin. I blinked my eyes open and looked over at the little clock sitting on the nightstand.It was almost twelve o’clock in the afternoon.I let out a very long, peaceful breath. For the first time in so many months, my mind felt completely quiet. I didn't feel the heavy, choking weight of the royal palace pressing down on my chest. I didn't feel that fear and unsettling dread that usually kept me awake all night. I felt completely safe here in this hotel room. It was nice. It was a beautiful feeling.The heavy door clicked open quietly.I didn't even have to look up to know who it was. It was almost like his large body could naturally sense the exact moment my brain woke up from sleep. Dom walked into the room. He was completely dressed in his clean black-on-black outfit, looking big and dangerously handsome.In his right hand, he held a small ce
Rocco."If you don't want the women... what about the men?"The moment the words left my mouth, I watched his face like a hawk.And there it was.A sharp, violent flash of panic shot right through Julian’s eyes. His entire body went rigid for a microsecond. A dark, heavy flush of red rushed up his neck, a sudden blush that he couldn't control. He quickly tried to cover it up by letting out a small, nervous laugh, but the damage was already done."Is that better for you?" I continued, my voice completely nonchalant, like we were just discussing the weather. "If you need one of them, I have every single variety of male dancers waiting downstairs on the payroll. I can have the best one brought up to this room in two minutes."Julian’s eyes turned incredibly sharp, his posture turning hostile."Are you bugging me right now, Rocco? Is this some mind game?”I took a slow, relaxed gulp of my drink, giving him a cool, unbothered look."Mind manipulation?"I laughed.“I saw the specific way yo
RoccoI stood inside the dark security room. My eyes were fixed completely on the glowing CCTV monitors on the wall. On the main screen, a sleek, expensive black car pulled up outside the building.The door opened, and Julian stepped out onto the gravel.I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing as I watched the screen closely. Julian was completely alone. He did not have his usual team of armed or undercover royal guards with him like last time. He didn't even have a personal driver. For a man of his high royal caliber, moving around the territory completely unprotected was incredibly odd.Yes… In the eyes of a normal civilian, it might look like a regular, casual visit. But to a trained man like me, it felt completely out of place. It smelled like deep desperation.My phone buzzed in my pocket. I picked it up instantly. It was Dom."Boss, he's here," I said into the phone. "He came alone.""No problem," Dom’s deep voice rumbled back through the line. "Attend to him, see why he's here.""U
Diane.I picked up my fork and pushed a piece of fruit around."Yesterday," I started. My voice was low but steady. "How did it go? The meeting?" I asked, trying as much as possible to make everything sound normal.Julian didn't even blink. He took a slow sip of his coffee. "It was fine, honey. Jus
DomJulian had rushed out ten minutes ago, after leaving orders on things he wanted and things he didn't, and leaving me to handle some mess.Now, my job was to find Diane. She was already in the gallery wing with those high-society Council wives.I walked down the long, sun-drenched corridor. My b
Diane "The Beta, Where is his suite?" I asked a passing maid.She stopped and bowed low. "The Beta's suite, Luna? It’s prepared at the far end of the west wing.""Thank you," I said.I turned and headed toward the west wing. It was a part of the house I rarely visited. It was quiet and secluded. A
Diane.The mansion was finally quiet. After long hours of chatting and having solo fun, the Council wives had left, and Julian, he was out of the house as usual.I had retreated to my bedroom, shut the heavy door, and sank into my chair. I grabbed my phone for the first time in hours.I hadn't forg







