Mag-log inMy eyes lit up as I kept aside what was left of the shawarma before speaking."Wait, really?" I queried with a full mouth, placing my hand in front of my face as soon as I did.Jarred looked at me awkwardly, causing my face to heat up with a blush."Pardon my manners," I mumbled, finding it hard to keep eye contact.However, he waved his hand dismissively. "It’s fine. Anyway, about the Delta. I sent one of my best men to spy on him and let’s just say he was able to uncover something."Gosh, yeah I know that already!Could he just go to the part where he tells me what he found out about the Delta?Maybe it was the hunger or the pent-up frustration I still had, thanks to my encounter with Jennifer this morning. Or both.But I was super anxious and tapped my fingers on my lap impatiently.It seemed Jarred noticed this but decisively didn’t say anything about it, instead continuing with the information he was giving me."The Delta has been secretly meeting with Mr. Cowell for a while now.
"What are you doing in my suite with all these people, Jennifer?" I went straight to the point, folding my arms in front of my chest.It was a bit chilly outside, made even more obvious because I wore only a towel.Anyway, she rolled her eyes, shrugging. "Isn’t it obvious? Your suite is soon about to become MY suite. I’m here to make it meet up to my taste and style since your style is... Well, nonexistent."She chuckled at the end, walking past me and back into the suite. "Robert! I want a mini bar built into that area behind you. And then, the lighting in the entire suite is awful. We’ll have to do something about that..."She continued barking orders at them, completely ignoring my existence.I stood there, speechless and not knowing what to do. What could someone possibly do in such a situation?"I’ll rip her hair extensions right out of her head if I have to." I blurted with gritted teeth as I walked back into the suite. "You all have exactly one minute to pack your shit and get
Just like I suspected, the following days after Marcus found out about my affair with Jarred were tough.Today, in particular, was just the next day after the incident, and I felt like I was about to lose my mind when I woke up in the morning and looked at myself in the mirror."It’s already a shitty morning with you in it," I grumbled, pointing at my reflection in the mirror as if that would make me feel better.News flash: It didn’t.Just then, I heard a knock at the door, causing me to jolt in surprise at first until I relaxed, sighing to myself."Come in," I mumbled loud enough for whoever it was to hear me.The door opened and just like I expected, Thalia walked in with a hesitant look on her face.After everything that happened, I’d half expected Marcus to strip me of my privileges as Luna, including taking away my personal maid.I wouldn’t mind since I survived without those anyway."G– Good morning, Luna." She bowed with a shaky tone.Thalia and Susan had been assigned to me a
Jarred furrowed his brows as I got up, brushing my hands through my hair."This is bad," I muttered before kicking the chair nearby. "Goddess, this is bad!"Jarred got up as well just then, sounding worried. "What’s wrong?"I turned my gaze to him. "We have to warn Marcus about the Delta’s plot against him. He’s vulnerable right now, at least emotionally. Anyone can take advantage of that and take him off guard."I believed Marcus could protect himself in a direct attack and was very cautious, but right now he doesn’t seem to be in the best state of mind.And to think that that was my fault made me shiver with dread."Like I told you before, Ashley, we have to approach this with caution." Jarred tried reasoning with me. "The Delta is a dangerous man with an even more dangerous man supporting him. There’s no telling how easily he could manipulate the facts you give to Marcus against you."I arched an eyebrow, my face getting heated with frustration. "Then what are we supposed to do, Ja
ASHLEYAfter a steamy night, Marcus just had to ruin the mood by asking unnecessary questions about me and Beta Jarred.He even talked about all the rumors flying around and couldn’t defend himself when I asked him if he believed those rumors.And then, to make matters worse, his mother came and told him about a party she had planned for three days from now."Ugh, another party?" I grumbled to myself when Marcus finally fell asleep beside me.Something was up... I could feel it.I knew it was normal for werewolf packs to throw these parties but this one just had a ton of red flags.First off, the party was supposed to be an auction for jewelry.JEWELRY!Why was it that of all the themes former Luna Catherine could pick, she picked that one, especially after I supposedly destroyed that necklace Marcus gave me?I’ll have to keep my eyes out on the day of the party.Beta Jarred’s warning before the Luna Ball still rang clearly in my head.The way he’d told me to avoid any food prepared b
When my fist connected with Jarred’s face, I felt nothing but pure satisfaction as he stumbled backward.People sitting around us scurried away for safety as my wolf growled inside me, ready to come out and tear this traitorous Beta to shreds.However, just when I was about to land another punch on the disoriented fool, Ashley placed herself in front of me, blocking my path."K– Marcus, stop this!" She pleaded. "W– We kept this from you all these while because we were ashamed of ourselves. We didn’t want to hurt you, so we decided to pretend like it never happened. And we made sure it never happened again."I arched an eyebrow, listening to her chattering while occasionally glaring at Jarred who cleaned off blood from his mouth.The room became silent and everyone seemed to be listening to Ashley’s confession as well."I don’t know what came over me that night, Marcus." She continued. "I... I was hurt by your rejection and ended up drinking too much. And then I was in heat and Jarred
Samantha. An hour later, a black SUV pulled up in front of me by the side of the road. When someone opened the back door, I saw him sitting inside. He wore a gray suit, his dark hair falling just above his eyes—slightly messy, yet perfectly styled. His sharp jawline made him look even more mascul
Samantha After Zephyr finished speaking, Elder Derrick stayed silent for several long seconds. The quiet inside the office felt heavier now. Not hostile. Not tense. Just serious. The kind of silence that settled over a room when someone realized the situation in front of them was far uglier
Samantha "If you let me go, I'll tell you where to find the antidote for your bitch."For a moment, Zephyr froze. Then almost immediately, his gaze snapped toward me. And finally, he noticed it properly. My wounds were not healing. If anything, they looked worse. The skin around the bulle
Samantha. "I want a divorce." I declared as I threw the divorce papers straight at Rowan Fell’s face. My eyes were cold, and empty—like nothing in this world mattered to me anymore. And truly... nothing did. People in the café turned to stare at us, eager for the drama. Rowan leaned closer, a







