登入Seraphina's POVHis voice was heavy with suppressed anxiety and defeat.I paused for a second, but I didn't bother turning around. "Yeah. It's honestly pretty uncomfortable."I didn't sugarcoat it. I couldn't care less about protecting his fragile Alpha ego right now or pretending to care about his feelings."Thanks for helping with Dash tonight, by the way," I added, glancing up at the wall clock. It was past 11 PM. The universal sign for 'get out.'Mortimer clearly caught the cold, dismissive tone in my voice.He walked closer, and I caught a flash of self-deprecating loneliness in his eyes.After a long, agonizing beat, he murmured a low, tight, "Okay."He pulled out his phone, called George, and gave his driver the instructions to bring him some clothes.But after hanging up, he didn't head for the door. Instead, he walked right back to the sofa and sat down.He stared at me intently, then threw a glance at Dash, who was currently dead to the world in his fluffy bed."We don't hav
Third Person's POV"I'm staying here tonight." He completely ripped off the pathetic, innocent act he had been playing just moments ago. The sharp, predatory gaze of an apex ruler took over, radiating pure, suffocating dominance."Absolutely not," Seraphina rejected without a second thought."Don't forget, our mating bond is still completely active." Mortimer's scorching hot body, still dripping with water, aggressively pressed a few inches closer, trapping her with nowhere to hide."Before, you claimed you moved out of my territory because I wouldn't let you keep that stray dog. Well, I'm telling you now: I can accept Dash's existence, but I will absolutely not accept my mate living apart from me during our marriage.""Mortimer, we had an agreement!" Seraphina gritted her teeth, throwing up her defensive walls. "As long as I play the role of your Luna on paper and fulfill my duties, that's it!""That's not going to work anymore." Mortimer shoved his phone right in front of her face.
Third Person's POVMortimer lowered his gaze, falling completely silent. After a few seconds, he stood up with Dash, carrying him over to the fluffy cream-colored dog bed. He set the puppy down with agonizing care, then finally straightened up to look at Seraphina."Do you mind if I grab a shower first?"Looking at Mortimer's completely wrecked, sewage-soaked state, Seraphina really didn't have the heart to kick him out immediately. She pointed toward the guest bathroom."It's over there.""Thanks."The corner of Mortimer's mouth ticked up into a victorious, deeply satisfied smirk. He turned on his heel and strode quickly toward the bathroom.Watching this from the sidelines, Wilmot couldn't stomach the guy's smugness for another second."It's an act. He is completely weaponizing that dog," Wilmot said bluntly, looking straight at Seraphina. "Please tell me you can see that."Seraphina was momentarily speechless.
Third Person's POVTrista gave him a sidelong glance, instantly seeing right through his pathetic attempt to close the distance.She dropped a freezing rejection. "Not happening."She saw exactly how shameless Mortimer was being tonight, too.No wonder the man had a death grip on that stray puppy the second he stepped out of the car.He knew damn well that the moment Dash left his arms, he'd lose his only valid excuse to loiter in Seraphina's apartment.Mortimer walked straight over to the couch and sat down with the puppy.Dash seemed to have woken up. His big, round eyes were locked unblinkingly onto Mortimer, looking unbelievably docile.Seraphina squatted in front of them, wringing out a warm towel to carefully wipe the grime off Dash's fur.Naturally, she noticed the dependent, affectionate look the puppy was giving Mortimer.For some reason, an absolutely unhinged, absurd scenario flashed into her brain with
Third Person's POVWilmot literally had to rub his stiff cheeks, letting out a sharp, disgusted clicking sound from the back of his throat.Trista picked up on his weird behavior immediately.She shot him a freezing side-eye, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "What the hell is wrong with you now?""I'm getting a cavity from all this cringe," Wilmot mouthed silently, looking deeply disturbed.He couldn't even process the reality in front of him. The high-and-mighty, untouchable Mortimer Craig was actually racking his brain, desperately scraping the bottom of the barrel just to force small talk with a woman.Was this not the most humiliating thing he had ever witnessed?"Babe, are you seeing this?" Wilmot quickly leaned into Trista's ear, dropping his voice to a whisper."Seeing what?" Trista's brows knitted tightly. She smoothly took a step sideways, seamlessly creating a buffer zone between her and this annoying bastard.W
Third Person's POVLately, Seraphina had been seriously questioning if Mortimer suffered from a severe split personality.And tonight, his mental fracture had clearly reached an uncontrollable peak.Before seeing Dash, Mortimer was grinding his teeth with pure hatred, radiating enough bloodlust to shred the guy to pieces.But the second he actually met Dash face-to-face? Not only did he miraculously adopt a dog as his little brother, but he also practically rolled out the red carpet to invite the mutt into his Alpha estate.It wasn't like this cold-blooded tyrant took one look at a stray puppy and got instantly conquered by its charm, right?Hearing the apartment address from Seraphina's mouth, a mocking sneer flashed in Wilmot's eyes.He stomped the gas pedal straight to the floor. Accompanied by the violent roar of the engine, the luxury Maybach shot forward through the night like a bolt of black lightning.If it weren't for
Third Person's POV"Heh. She should 'understand' you?" Professor Bauer let out a sharp, protective bark of a laugh. "I didn't see much understanding from your side when Miss Davis was letting her mob tear Seraphina apart on the internet!"Connor let out a dry, nervous chuckle. Seeing that Mortimer h
Third Person's POV"Vivian is right." Lillian's voice screeched, her pheromones crashing through the room like a runaway train.She stared at Seraphina with unmasked contempt. "If you weren't in bed with this Johnny guy, there's no way you'd find a bottom-feeder like him in a city this size. Not tha
Seraphina's POVProfessor Bauer softened his tone, pulling me back from my thoughts. "Look, Sera, I know the kid usually acts like an arrogant bastard, but this time he's standing on the right side of the truth. Don't blame me for speaking up for him. I know things have been... volatile between you
Third Person's POVMortimer ripped open the master wardrobe. He knew Seraphina hadn't slept in this room for months, but the reality of it still hit him like a bucket of ice water.His own clothes hung there in a row—charcoal, black, navy—a monochrome graveyard of expensive suits.Next to them was a







