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Mauve,I looked around in front of the small café nestled near the woods. It was quaint, with hanging planters full of blooming petunias and wooden tables that carried the scent of strong espresso and sweet pastries. Despite the heavy tension that had swept through the pack recently, this little place still clung to some sort of normalcy. A few people sat at scattered tables, sipping coffee or eating pastries, speaking in low murmurs. The stress of the plague still lingered, but it seemed, for a moment, that some had chosen to breathe.My eyes drifted to the glass display inside the café, catching sight of cakes glistening under the warm lights. Frosted chocolate, creamy fruit tarts, and fluffy mousse towers lined up like temptations in a dream. My stomach growled slightly.I tried to ignore it.I was waiting for Alessandro. My heartbeat thudded with a strange rhythm—not nervousness, but not ease either. Something in between. A sense of anticipation that wrapped tightly around my ches
Escaping From My Ruthless Husband Healing her family
MauveA soft knock on the door of a small cabinet in the outskirts of the woods made a few hurried yet calm steps echo through the quiet forest clearing. I, clenching the hem of my summer dress, stood on the porch, the breeze playing with my silver strands as I waited for Uncle George to answer.After asking Carl to find him, I learned that Uncle George and Aunt Blair were still alive. Aunt Blair had left the pack with her children, seeking safety beyond the pack’s influence. But Uncle George had stayed behind, choosing to remain closer, living separately in the shadows of the place he once called home.The wooden door creaked open, revealing the man who once helped me pick herbs, who wrapped my scraped knees with bandages soaked in eucalyptus. His tall figure stepped out, a sniper cradled in his arms, caution carved into every line of his face."Who are you? What are you doing here?" he asked, lifting the sniper slightly, eyes sharp and unreadable."Hello, George," I said, softly. "I
Escaping From My Ruthless Husband A future.
Mauve,I rested my back on the pillow while clutching the blanket tighter around my chest. The last hour had been nothing short of an emotional rollercoaster. Not because of the anticipation of the mate bond clawing at both of us, or the fact that we had crossed a line despite everything. But because of the visions—they had returned. Silent, searing flashes in my head that left my skin damp with sweat and my heart galloping."How are you feeling?" Alessandro's voice was quiet, almost hesitant, as he approached me with a cup of tea. He sounded more like a man tiptoeing around something fragile rather than an Alpha. His steps were soft, his expression unreadable but respectful."Fine," I murmured, reaching for the cup. My fingers brushed his slightly and a spark shot through me. My heart thudded, pounding hard against my ribs. My cheeks warmed.He didn’t sit on the bed. Instead, he dragged the chair closer and sat down slowly, as though giving me the space to breathe. His eyes lingered
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Alessandro"We have blocked the entire coast. But who created this passageway, Alpha?" Julian, my second Beta, placed a thick folder on the desk, his voice laced with concern.I barely looked up as I signed the final line of a border patrol report. A few weeks had passed since our return from the Golden Moon Pack. The previous Beta had lost control, turning feral without reason. But before he descended into madness, he left behind crucial intel about a hidden passageway on the eastern coast.When I visited the location myself, something unnatural settled in my gut. The discomfort wasn’t just physical—it was spiritual, something deeper. My wolf reacted violently, a primal growl constantly vibrating in my chest. It was like being pulled toward an abyss.I still didn’t understand what cursed energy lingered there, but I was certain of one thing.This passageway wasn’t just a forgotten trail.It was the root."Have you noticed anything unusual? Something you can't explain?" I asked, scann
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Evelyn"It's impossible. She's really a werewolf. Not a human!" Luna Simmons's voice cracked with disbelief as she slumped back into the chair. Her hands trembled against the fabric of her gown. "Did you feel that Aura? That wasn't just some regular she-wolf."I exchanged a look with Cosette. The presence Mauve brought into the garden earlier wasn’t something that could be brushed aside. Even my wolf, the strongest among all the She-Wolves in our pack, had tensed. Unease simmered beneath my skin."What is it, Luna?" I asked, a sharp edge in my tone. Her reaction wasn't just from shock—it was recognition. And recognition was dangerous.Luna Simmons drew in a deep breath, her eyes locking onto mine. "I remember that face."Cosette leaned forward. "What do you mean?""That silver hair, those silvery-blue eyes. The Aura. She's not just a werewolf. She looks exactly like the descendants of the Moon Goddess. The ones who were wiped out."The words sent a jolt through me. Cosette paled, the
Escaping From My Ruthless Husband I am the Luna
MauveThe egg felt like rubber in my mouth, flavorless and unnecessary. I chewed with effort, barely keeping it down as the familiar nausea clawed at my stomach. Morning sickness was no longer a wave—it was a storm, relentless and growing. I had made breakfast myself. Alessandro hadn't said anything about it, but Carl had mentioned it last week, that the Alpha hadn’t eaten a proper breakfast in days. And ever since, I found myself preparing one or two dishes for him. Maybe it was courtesy. Maybe guilt. Or maybe it was simply repayment for living here, rent-free.I took another bite and regretted it instantly.After forcing myself to swallow, I rose and stepped outside. The garden was still bathed in the soft blush of morning. My steps slowed the moment my feet touched the dew-soaked grass. The visions had been quieter lately, less frequent. Every time I stood closer to Alessandro or sided with him, the weight of those visions dulled, like fog dispersing under sunlight. Last night was
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