LOGINCHAPTER FIFTY TWOMIRA"I don't know why, but I don't believe that you're both just friends."After the confrontation with Celia, I decided to find out from Jeremy if there had something. Standing in Jeremy's room, with him seated on his bed, and right in front of me. He denied having anything with Celia. I showed him that I didn't believe him, and I wanted him to prove it.He stood up from the bed and came to stand in front of me. Jeremy lifted his hands and placed them on my shoulder. I gently moved my eyes to his hands that lay on my shoulder."There is nothing going on between Celia and I," Jeremy promised me.I nodded my head."She's just my childhood friend. I don't know how else to make you believe me.""Are you sure about that?" I asked him while pushing my lips forward.He nodded his head. I also nodded mine and sucked my tongue. He pulled me close and hugged me tightly. Jeremy assured me that I was the only woman in his life who he had romantic feelings for.I smiled deeply.
CHAPTER FIFTY ONEALPHA LESLEYI pinned Sharon to the bed as I digged in and out of her as fast as I could. Sharon liked it rough, and I gave it to her rough, not because I was so interested in her satisfaction or not. But because her moans turned me on even more. Hearing the women I fuck, moan, gave me another kind of pleasure.I thrusted in and out of her quickly, my heart beating very fast due to the rate I was pounding her. She grabbed my arms tightly and glued her eyes to mine as I dug into her dripping creamy hole.The look in her eyes was something else. The way she rolled her eyes whenever I hit the right spot. I gently pulled out of her hole and watched the thick whitish liquid poured out so freely.We both gasped as we collapsed in bed, backing each other. Sharon was breathing heavily, and I was, too. We lay still, trying to catch our breaths."So," I began to speak as I sat up on my bed. "Did Jeremy really bring you to work with Mira, or you have a history with her."Sharon
CHAPTER FIFTYJeremyI stood in my study, sorting through the reports that spread out across my desk, the quiet ticking of the clock noting each second. A soft tap on the door jolted me back to reality as I was in deep thoughts, trying to unravel the most recent series of mysteries surrounding the pack.“Come in", I yelled. Looking up, there was Celia standing in the doorway with a tentative but resolute gaze. She stepped inside, shutting the door gently behind her.“Jeremy", she said, in a low tone but with a hint of something I've never heard from her before. She came towards me, with expression in her eyes that I couldn't quite place. "There's something I've always wanted to tell you".I set the papers aside, giving her my full attention. Celia has always been a good friend, and I've always relied on her, especially in trying times. But the way she was acting made my chest tighten with uneasiness. “What is it, Celia?” I asked gently, hoping to put her at ease.Celia took a deep bre
CHAPTER FOURTY-NINEMIRAMy heart pounding, tears of relief streamed down my face as I held my daughter tight. Her face was pale and weary, she seemed peaceful in her sleep. Her lashes ceasted delicate shadows on her cheeks. But I couldn't shake of what just happened. The trauma of earlier hours, when I found out she was unconscious, her body was so cold as if her life had momentarily slipped away. This wasn’t the first time this had happened. These strange spells had been coming on for weeks now, each one lasting a little longer than the last, and each one leaving me in despair. The healer’s magic, a gentle warmth i had once thought could mend any ailment, was beginning to fail. Each time my daughter fell into these spells, the healer seemed to struggle more than usual to revive her.The healer etched with age. Her face full of wisdom and kindness, stayed by the bedside after y daughter had woken up. Her fingertips glowing softly from the healing magic she had used to revive the litt
CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT LESLEY The first rays of dawn seeped through the high, narrow windows of the pack’s fortress as i and my brothers descended into the cold, silent depths of the underground prison. The air down here was damp and thick with the scent of stone and iron, and every step they took seemed to echo in the oppressive silence. The walls, usually a place of security and confinement, now felt unsettling. Today was supposed to mark a breakthrough in their investigation—a chance to collect the DNA of the rogues they’d captured and perhaps uncover ties that could lead them to those responsible for the recent attacks on their pack. I had been tense since sunrise, my mind racing with possibilities. Every rogue they’d captured represented a potential clue, a link in the chain leading back to the mysterious figure who’d orchestrated the strikes against them. But as they approached the entrance to the prison, i sensed something was wrong. Two guards, visibly anxious, exchanged troubl
CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN MIRA The council chamber was wrapped in an ominous silence, a silence whereby only the distant howling of the wind outside could be heard. The elders had summoned me. I stood in the center of the room, surrounded by the elders and the three alpha brothers, Jeremy, Martin and Lesley. They all fixed their eyes on me. I felt the sting of their judgemental eyes, their stares pinning me, exposing the fragile vulnerability I tried so hard to conceal. I knew the weight in my decision —to stay and help the pack or to leave them to continue fighting for themselves. I understood the intensity in their gazes; the pack's defenses were broken, their strength had been exhausted, morale shattered, leaving them on the brink of collapse. With eyes worn by wisdom and war, came forward one of the elders. "Mira", he said his voice low and urgent. "Our pack is in mortal danger, we are at the edge of loosing everything. The Rouges have become more stronger, more dangerous. We don't k







