LOGINThird Person's POVSeraphina had absolutely no idea why he was suddenly apologizing.Mortimer's lips parted, looking as though he desperately wanted to say something else, but couldn't figure out how to force the words past his throat.It wasn't until the elevator reached the underground garage and Seraphina stepped out first that Mortimer finally called out to her from behind, "Sera."Seraphina turned around.Mortimer pressed his lips together and closed the distance between them. His voice dropped into a low, hesitant rumble. "If... if I hadn't yielded so much to Vivian, do you think... would we already have little wolf pups by now?"It took every single ounce of his courage just to force that question out.He was carefully, desperately testing the waters, praying to catch even the slightest glimmer of possibility in her response.But Seraphina simply stared at him blankly for a second before letting out an utterly unbothered, careless laugh."How is that possible?" she replied, her
Third Person's POVThe elevator was completely empty except for the two of them. On a weekend morning, the entire apartment building was suffocatingly quiet.The mirrored doors reflected their figures standing side by side. Seraphina stared at the reflection, suddenly feeling a sharp, bitter sense of déjà vu.Shortly after she and Mortimer first got married, there had been a few times when they shared an elevator ride just like this.Back then, it was their first mating anniversary. She had spent hours baking his favorite dessert from scratch, bringing it to him in the elevator with a heart full of nervous joy.But Mortimer had merely given it a freezing, dismissive glance. Without missing a beat, he answered an international call from Vivian, casually pushing the carefully wrapped box right back into her hands.Another time, harboring a secret, unspeakable affection, she had cautiously inched closer to him. Looking at their reflections standing shoulder-to-shoulder, she had desperate
Third Person's POVBecause she had promised Mortimer she would attend the corporate team-building retreat, Seraphina didn't sleep in.Just as she finished packing Dash's medications and daily essentials, her phone chimed with a message, "Are you awake?"It was Mortimer.She replied, "I'm up.""I'm coming over now. I brought you breakfast.""Thanks."The exact second she hit send, her doorbell rang.Seraphina threw a glance toward the entryway—who would be visiting this early in the morning?Even though some of her colleagues lived in the same apartment complex, they didn't visit each other frequently, let alone show up bright and early on a weekend.She walked over to the door and checked the intercom screen."Mortimer?" she murmured in surprise.Didn't he just text that he was "coming over now"?It had been less than a minute. How was he already standing right outside her door?She pulled the door open."Morning." Mortimer stood out in the hall, the corners of his lips curved upward
Third Person's POV"What is it?""Tomorrow is the weekend. The company arranged an executive team-building retreat, and everyone attending is bringing their families."He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes hiding the flicker of guilt in his gaze. "Today, when I brought Dash to the office and PR posted the photos, it suppressed a lot of the rumors. The PR department suggested that we attend the retreat together tomorrow to take this opportunity to completely crush the gossip about our separation."Toward the end of his sentence, his voice dropped lower and lower, as if he were standing trial and waiting for a verdict.Looking at his expression, Seraphina suddenly remembered how she used to cautiously find excuses just to get a little closer to him, absolutely terrified of being rejected.Except, back then, she was desperately trying to nurture their relationship. He was just doing it for the Craig Corporation.His Alpha's sharp senses caught the microscopic fluctuation in her emotion
Third Person's POVHearing the sound of the elevator doors opening, Mortimer slowly turned his head.The moment his deep, dark eyes landed on Seraphina, they completely lit up.The corners of his thin lips curled upward, blooming into a gentle smile warm enough to melt ice and snow. "You're back."Seeing her, Dash's eyes lit up just as brightly. He let out an excited whimper from the back of his throat, immediately struggling to jump out of Mortimer's arms to greet his owner."Be a good boy, Dash. Don't move around."Mortimer's voice carried an unprecedented magnetism and tenderness.The usually obsessive, germaphobic Alpha actually lowered his head in the most natural way, affectionately rubbing his sharp chin against the puppy's fuzzy head.Dash cooperatively stuck out his little tongue and licked Mortimer's chiseled jawline. The man and the dog were so completely in sync, they looked like old friends who had lived together for years.Seeing this absurd yet incredibly harmonious tab
Third Person's POV"Leave it," his voice was deep and magnetic, returning to its unquestionable, commanding tone."Yes, sir." Yolanda respectfully backed out of the room after placing the documents down, smoothly pulling the door shut behind her.Mortimer's gaze fell coldly upon the two proposals.He reached out with his long, elegant fingers, picking up and opening the one labeled "Ski Resort."It was the largest, most luxurious ski resort in Los Angeles. Not only were its amenities impeccable, but more importantly, its services were extremely thoughtful—it featured a fully enclosed, exclusive play area for pets.For the weekend team-building trip, Seraphina would definitely be worried about leaving Dash behind. This way, they could bring Dash along and hire the most professional staff to take care of him.He suddenly remembered the densely detailed itinerary Seraphina had meticulously planned by hand for her previous trip.Besides seeing the auroras and exploring, the thing she had
Third Person's POVAfter screaming her lungs out, Seraphina didn't grant Mortimer another look.She took a deep breath, lowering her head again to force herself to calmly scroll through the missing pet updates on Twitter.Right then, in a quiet corner of the dark street, a tiny, incredibly faint wh
Seraphina's POVThe weight of the snow felt like the cold, crushing hand of death, squeezing the last bit of oxygen from my lungs.I was curled up in a tiny air pocket, my fingers trembling as I gripped my phone, praying for a signal.If I was going to rot in this forest under the gaze of the Moon
Seraphina's POVI sat by the hotel window, watching the snow swirl into a violent frenzy outside.My fingers mindlessly traced the wedding band on my left hand. The diamond caught the dim light, cold and hard—exactly like the day we made our deal three years ago.The memories drifted back through t
Seraphina's POV"Mortimer, I did some digging. We can actually hike the Glacier Forest. And..."I looked up at him, burying half my face in my thick wool scarf, my eyes locked onto Alpha Mortimer. "The rangers say if we take this trail, we'll get a front-row seat to the Blood Moon. It only happens







