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Author: OBIYO-BADNESS
last update publish date: 2026-10-29 18:40:50

Rosamund Ashby POV

Before the assembled elders, Rosamund always maintained absolute submissiveness. Tonight is no exception. She offers no excuses, no weak pleas, and no empty promises.

After she stands in Everard’s grand study for an agonizingly long stretch, the heavy doors click open. Stellan steps inside.

His golden eyes scan the incriminating photographs scattered across the floor before he steps before his grandfather with a hardened jaw. "Grandfather, Rosamund was merely assisting a trus
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  • His Silent Wife, His Feral Obsession   C10

    Rosamund Ashby POVRosamund forces a polite smile onto her face and pushes open the heavy carved doors. "High Alpha, I require a moment of your time."Stellan's attire today lacks his usual casual edge. He wears full formal leather, tailored with precision, his crest mantle resting over a crisp white tunic. His long hair is pulled back, sharpening his hard jawline.When he works, his presence is undeniably commanding.Hearing her enter, Stellan casts a cold glance across the desk, then lowers his eyes back to his ledgers. "Wait until I conclude this business."Rosamund sits silently until noon.A pack scribe delivers mid-day rations to the room. Stellan sets his quill aside, rises from his desk, and drops onto the fur sofa across from her."Stellan, about this morning...""Do not ruin our meal with bitter topics," Stellan interrupts, sliding a platter of roasted venison toward her side of the table.Rosamund presses her lips together, forcing herself to chew in quiet compliance.Once

  • His Silent Wife, His Feral Obsession   C9

    Rosamund Ashby POV"Are you trailing my footsteps across the territory, Rosamund?"Stellan’s tone carries a harsh, accusatory edge that makes her blood boil."Trailing you?" Rosamund echoes, her jaw tightening in disbelief. "Your ego must know no bounds. I have zero interest in your whereabouts."Elijah's demeanor remains aggressive and cold. "I saw you lingering near the entrance."Rosamund shifts her gaze, spotting him emerging from the central doors of the Lunar Healing wing. She looks away with visible disgust, raising her wrist to sever the audio-link without a word of goodbye.As he strides across the stone courtyard to block her path, his voice drops into a dark, mocking register. "You waste your sharp instincts. You would make a formidable Fang Warden tracking rogues."Rosamund keeps her eyes fixed straight ahead. "You should consult the Wolfsbane Apothecary. Your mind appears dangerously addled.""Stop playing games," Stellan snaps, his golden eyes narrowing. "State your busi

  • His Silent Wife, His Feral Obsession   C8

    Rosamund Ashby POVBefore the assembled elders, Rosamund always maintained absolute submissiveness. Tonight is no exception. She offers no excuses, no weak pleas, and no empty promises.After she stands in Everard’s grand study for an agonizingly long stretch, the heavy doors click open. Stellan steps inside.His golden eyes scan the incriminating photographs scattered across the floor before he steps before his grandfather with a hardened jaw. "Grandfather, Rosamund was merely assisting a trusted packmate. Nothing of the sort will ever transpire again."Rosamund keeps her head bowed, her brow knitting in quiet confusion.She never imagined Stellan would step forward to shield her from the Elder Alpha's wrath.Everard fixes a cold, piercing glare on Stellan. "You are remarkably forgiving. But she has brought profound shame upon the Valecrest bloodline!"Stellan offers a calm, unyielding smile. "You have always taught us to value honor and pack loyalty above all else, Grandfather, and

  • His Silent Wife, His Feral Obsession   C7

    Rosamund Ashby POV"You always manage to look so miserable, Rosamund. Why must you act like a martyr?"Stellan’s shadow looms over her, his breath warm against her skin, but Rosamund stares back with utter coldness. She refuses to look like Carys, who survives by playing the weak, weeping victim.Seeing her defiant silence, Stellan massages his temples with a frustrated scowl. "Why did you flee from the den the other night?""Are you truly asking me why?" Rosamund's voice drips with sharp irony. "Would you prefer I stay and cheer while you hold another female in your arms?""It was entirely misunderstood," he mutters, pressing a hand to his forehead as if she is the one causing him grief.Rosamund steps back, her eyes narrowing. "If you cannot craft a better excuse, save your breath. Carys has already filled me in on every detail of your little bond."Deep down, part of her had almost wanted to release him—to wish them well and walk away clean. But every time she looks at him, the bit

  • His Silent Wife, His Feral Obsession   C6

    Rosamund Ashby POV"My thanks, Calder. I will review the file shortly," Rosamund says, keeping her tone unreadable."Do not stand on ceremony with your own kin," Calder's deep voice rumbles through the communicator, a rare warmth softening his hard edge. "When will you travel to the Grant Territory? Our pack brothers are eager to see you.""If my duties allow, I will cross the border soon."After concluding the link, Rosamund steps out of the bathing chamber, drying her skin before opening the private ledger on her slate communicator.It was entirely by chance that she became an oath-sworn sister to the four elite Alphas of the Grant Territory. She had once saved Calder from a rogue ambush, and he stubbornly insisted on swearing a blood-oath to bind her to his circle. Though she had never met his three sworn brothers, their influence across the northern borders was absolute.Rosamund taps the screen, pulling up Carys Cennox's full pack registry.The blue light casts sharp shadows acro

  • His Silent Wife, His Feral Obsession   C5

    Rosamund Ashby POVHis warm breath brushed against my neck as we stood beside the heavy steel frame of his armored transport. The closeness sent an unwelcome rush of heat through my wolf. I narrowed my eyes and forced myself to remain still.“Aren’t you worried your precious little Carys will start crying if you keep her waiting?”Stellan’s arrogant smirk vanished, and his golden eyes flashed. “Rosamund, watch your tongue!”My chest tightened as a cold weight settled in my stomach. He truly cared about Carys. If his heart belonged to another woman, why was he still playing these possessive games with me?The warmth faded from my eyes, replaced by a cold, guarded stare. Being his Luna left me feeling exposed and vulnerable, but my proud wolf refused to back down.“What?” I sneered. “Can’t she satisfy you?”Stellan released my waist and stepped back with a harsh scoff. “She’s nothing like you. Don’t compare her to a woman who flaunts herself.”I stared at him, my jaw clenched. I wasn’t

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