LOGINI found a cure for a rare brain tumor a year ago, but in my own home, I am still just the embarrassment who wears rags instead of silk. While my mother and stepsister obsess over guest lists and social standing, I spend my nights in a quiet lab, trying to save lives. I thought my future was set: more research, more bullying from my family, and eventually, a forced marriage. But Lyon came along. His mother is dying of the same tumor I had found a cure for, and he wouldn't leave my lab until I go with him. He is an Alpha shifter, a man with money and power that makes my family look like amateurs, and he didn't care about my protests before he carried me away. “Name your price, Doctor Christie Graves. I can give you anything you want as long as you save my mother.” But it's not ANYTHING I want. I want every inch of him. I want to know what making love would feel like. And with a man like Lyon. I should be ashamed of that. My job is supposed to be my only pleasure. Yet, when he tells me that there's a bond between us and that he can't let me go, I'm ready to go on my knees and ask him to make love to me.
View MoreChristie's POV When I pulled the Bentley into the driveway that evening, the house looked completely gloomy. The windows in the main living room and the upper bedrooms were pitch black. The city power board had kept the main lines cut off, exactly as I had arranged. The only light coming from the entire structure was from Richard's wing. I unlocked the front door and stepped into the dark hallway. The air in the main house was already growing chilly, and the complete silence felt heavy. But as I walked past the kitchen toward Richard’s wing, I realized the house wasn't completely empty.Because the main house had no running water or electricity, Diane and Anna had been forced to move all their personal things into the small sitting area right outside Richard’s door. It was the only part of the building that remained fully powered and warm, relying entirely on the isolated backup lines and water pipes I had secured with my own medical salary.I pushed the door open and saw them. Dia
Christie's POV Rickon was too desperate. He was pulling the wrong moves. He was trying to get to Lyon through me and he'd even attempted to buy out my work space, if not for Lyon's intervention.The morning after the press conference, the lab felt entirely different. The bright glare of the media flashbulbs was gone, replaced by the familiar, hum of our laboratory equipment. I sat at my desk, looking at the official notification on my computer screen. The city medical board had officially transferred the research grant funds directly into my lab account. Seeing the balance look so secure brought a massive sense of relief to my chest.My team of lab assistants was already busy in the main storage room. They were opening boxes and cataloging the new inventory of premium glass vials and medical stabilizers that had arrived with the first wave of funding. I stood by the glass partition, watching them check off the items on their clipboards. By mid-morning, a knock came at my office do
Third POVThe official notice from the City Medical Review arrived early in the week. Christie’s independent research on cellular stabilizers had achieved a major breakthrough. The medical board recognized her work as a significant advancement in the scientific community. Along with the official recognition, she received a formal invitation to an exclusive, daytime press conference held at the Grand City Auditorium. The board planned to award her a prestigious research grant for her work as a lead doctor.On the morning of the event, the auditorium was filled with people. Medical professionals, corporate investors, and reporters with large cameras occupied rows of velvet seats. The lighting was bright, focused entirely on the main stage where the medical board members stood behind a wooden podium.Christie sat near the front, waiting for her name to be called. Her heart beat steadily. She felt a sense of pride because this achievement belonged entirely to her hard work in the lab. She
Christie's POV The drive to the medical lab was quiet. The car moved smoothly through the morning traffic, but my mind was still back at the house. I could still see the look on Anna’s face when she realized the kitchen lights were dead and the water wasn't going to run in her bathroom. I felt a small sense of relief knowing that Richard’s medical wing was safe, but I knew my family wouldn't just sit quietly in the dark. They always found a way to create trouble.I parked the car in my designated spot near the entrance of the lab. The security guards at the gate nodded politely as I walked past. Inside, the lab was cool and filled with the familiar smell of antiseptic. I put on my white lab coat and went straight to my desk to log in my morning reports.I had just pulled up the latest test data for the wolf serum stabilizers when my assistant tapped on my open door."Dr. Christie, there is someone here to see you," she said, looking a bit nervous. "He says he is from Lyon’s corporat
Lyon’s POVI stood on the balcony of my study, looking down at the manicured lawns of the inner courtyard. I expected to see Kendra and Raynka at each other’s throats. Kendra was ambitious and had spent years positioning herself to be my Luna. Raynka had just arrived with a biological he
Lyon’s POVThe room was bathed in moonlight, making Christie’s pale skin glow against the dark sheets. She sat up slowly, her eyes wide with shock and lingering exhaustion. I had been sitting here for an hour, watching her sleep. The information from Ren was still keeping me re
Christie’s POVThe drive back to the Graves estate was a blur. The steering wheel of the Bentley felt cold under my hands, and my vision kept blurring as tears spilled down my cheeks. For the first time in my life, I had allowed myself to believe that I was special, that a man
Christie’s POV The sun was starting to move below the horizon, casting long, orange shadows across the road as I drove back toward the Graves estate. The interior of the Bentley was silent and smelled of expensive leather, but my mind was not at peace. I was tired from a full day at the research






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