LOGINALEXANDERChris’s eyes dimmed as he replied to her gloomily, “Mira, you need to show great respect to my wife. She is the Luna of the pack, not you. I haven’t fallen in love with you in the past three years, I do not love you now, and nothing in the future will change my decision. I hope you can respect my choice and stop dreaming of us ending up together.”Hearing Chris’s harsh words, I realized he was truly angry at Mira for what she had just said. Without hesitation, I decided to claim him.I reached out and wrapped an arm possessively around his waist, then looked at Mira with open contempt. From the corner of my eye, I caught the surprise on Chris’s face.I sneered at Mira. “Chris is my husband. I don’t like other women entertaining thoughts about him. I am jealous and possessive, and I have no intention of sharing my man with anyone—especially not with you.”Mira glared at me with hostility, but her stare did not intimidate me at all. Instead, it only made me bolder. The days of
ALEXANDERChris ignored Peter completely and walked straight to me. He helped me to my feet and said, “I’m sorry you got hurt. Next time, idiots like him won’t get the chance to do something like that.”Although his words touched my heart, I was still upset by Peter calling me a weak woman. I had grown up being called an ugly girl—was I supposed to endure another humiliating label too?I turned to Peter with cold eyes and sneered. “I may be weak today, but tomorrow I’ll show you my strength and make you eat your words.”Peter looked at me strangely, then burst into laughter. He laughed so hard his body convulsed. After a moment, he stopped, slipped one hand into his pocket, and said, “I’m sorry.”The corner of my lips twitched as I wondered what game he was playing. How could he switch from hostile to friendly in the blink of an eye?Peter waved a hand and said, “Don’t think too much about it. I’ve always wondered what kind of woman could make Chris, who has lived like a monk, fall in
ALEXANDERChris ignored Peter completely and walked straight to me. He helped me to my feet and said, “I’m sorry you got hurt. Next time, idiots like him won’t get the chance to do something like that.”Although his words touched my heart, I was still upset by Peter calling me a weak woman. I had grown up being called an ugly girl—was I supposed to endure another humiliating label too?I turned to Peter with cold eyes and sneered. “I may be weak today, but tomorrow I’ll show you my strength and make you eat your words.”Peter looked at me strangely, then burst into laughter. He laughed so hard his body convulsed. After a moment, he stopped, slipped one hand into his pocket, and said, “I’m sorry.”The corner of my lips twitched as I wondered what game he was playing. How could he switch from hostile to friendly in the blink of an eye?Peter waved a hand and said, “Don’t think too much about it. I’ve always wondered what kind of woman could make Chris, who has lived like a monk, fall in
ALEXANDERShe lunged at me and slammed into my body, sending me rolling across the ground. The impact rattled my bones, and I struggled to push myself back up, my whole body trembling.She looked down at me with scorn. “You’re such a weakling, and yet you dare to be with someone like Chris?”My legs ached as I forced myself upright. A sharp, itching pain crawled along my arm, and when I glanced at the bruise, I saw with shock that it was already healing.I clenched my fists and raised them, taking a fighting stance. At the sight of me, she merely shook her head and sneered in disdain. “Posing.”Before I could react, my vision blurred. My legs gave out beneath me as an invisible force hurled me backward, and I crashed hard into a tree.Her mocking laughter rang out. “You are weak, a useless thing. And if you think Chris is coming to save you, you’re deluding yourself. He’ll never show up here. He’s busy, and he won’t make it in time—even if you drop dead.”Her words made my heart sink.
ALEXANDERThe dusk sunlight drifted into my room from the horizon as I slowly opened my eyes, my body still sore and tired. Memories of him taking me again and again made heat rise to my face. It had been thrilling, intoxicating, and deeply pleasurable. I had never felt so cared for, so thoroughly cherished, especially in the way he had pleased me.“What are you thinking?” his deep voice asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.I quickly pulled the duvet over my face, utterly embarrassed. If he knew what I had been thinking, what would he think of me? But perhaps I was overthinking it. He simply acted as though he had no idea what was on my mind.“You shouldn’t wish to see what is hidden in the basement. It is terrifying. That is why no one dares to audaciously barge into my house,” I heard Chris say.I lowered the duvet and looked around, only to realize that he had already left my room. I had no desire to get out of bed, so I lay there quietly for a while. Eventually, I forced myself
ALEXANDERI looked at her and immediately understood what they were planning. They wanted to lure me outside, kidnap me, and use me to threaten Chris.How could I possibly fall for such cheap provocation? My brain wasn’t rotten.I chuckled, then looked at her boldly. “Why don’t you come in? This wolfless girl you keep mocking can’t step outside because I’m afraid, right?”I saw her expression change instantly. Surprise flickered in her eyes—she clearly hadn’t expected that response. Her face soon turned cold, and she sneered.“Weakling, I don’t know what he sees in you. With that savage behavior, you won’t live to see tomorrow. Once he gets bored of you, he’ll kill you too, just like the others.”At that moment, I had no interest in listening to her ramblings. I turned away, climbed onto my bed, and lay down quietly, closing my eyes as if to sleep.“Weakling! Come and face me!” she screamed at the top of her voice. “Come and show me how capable you are!”But I ignored her completely,
ALEXANDERWe got into the car and slowly drove off. Chris didn’t say a word, even after we had covered a kilometre. The man who had slaughtered everyone in the bar was still following us.I tensed nervously, but Chris remained calm. He showed no reaction, even as we headed toward the centre of the
ALEXANDERThen, he suddenly smiled at me, his eyes narrowing slightly as he said smoothly, “Sorry for the oversight, Mrs. Chris. Welcome to my humble bar; it is a great honor to have you here.”His reaction, and the ease with which he adapted, left me speechless for a moment. But I quickly recovere
ALEXANDERThe glow from the street lamps spilled softly through the car windows as we sat there, and getting out felt like a decision I wasn’t ready to make.I glanced over to find Chris stepping out beside me, and my eyebrows knitted in question.He bent down and looked up at me, asking, “Are you
ALEXANDERChris looked into my eyes and chuckled. Then he said, “In the face of benefits, all familial ties and even the most beautiful friendships wither like flowers. No one is born selfless; we are all self-serving. Those who refuse to accept this are simply delusional.”He turned and left the h







