تسجيل الدخولMatteo’s frown deepened the moment he saw George, cursing inwardly .he wanted to take care of him discreetly before he could escalate to a much bigger problem. George, on the other hand, looked completely at ease. He offered Matteo a soft, polite smile, as if they were merely family members reuniting under ordinary circumstances. “Your Majesty,” George said calmly, “there is no need for such hostility. Why don’t you ask your men to lower their weapons?” Matteo did not give the order, the guns remained raised. Dante and the soldiers stayed firmly in position, waiting for their king’s command. George did not seem offended by the refusal. Instead, he turned slightly toward the cameras and the reporters, and spoke up in a deep voice. “Hello everyone, I'd like to clarify something for the public. I believe there has been far too much unnecessary fear surrounding the queen,” he began. “What happened at the mall was shocking, yes, but it is not as strange as everyone thinks.” Se
The reporter gave a nervous laugh and adjusted the microphone in his hand. “There has been a viral video circulating around the internet,” he continued nervously, “with countless eyewitnesses claiming that the queen burned someone with her bare hands.” Matteo’s expression did not change. The reporter glanced toward the group of ministers seated at the side of the hall. “I believe I speak on behalf of the public when I say that we want to understand why she was capable of that. Such a thing has never been heard of or recorded in our history. What are His Majesty’s efforts to safeguard the people from the… threats?” The moment the last word left his mouth, the entire arena seemed to freeze. A heavy, dangerous aura suddenly filled the room as the temperature had dropped. Several reporters instinctively lowered their cameras, and even some of the more experienced journalists found it difficult to meet Matteo’s gaze. “Threats?” Matteo repeated in a cold voice. The report
After dragging Gabriel back to his cell and locking him away once more, Alpha Ryan returned to the upper floors of the mansion. His mind was fully occupied with how to transporting the gold. As he stepped into the living room, his expression immediately changed seeing Mr. Stonefield who was already waiting for him. Before Ryan could say anything, Luna Daria stepped out from the side and offered him a gentle smile. Seeing his wife again with a calm expression on her face made his tense shoulders relax slightly. At the very least, she no longer seemed as unstable and troublesome as she had been in the days following the funeral. He gave her a short nod in response to her greeting. “Alpha,” Mr. Stonefield said politely as he stepped forward. “Anthony,” Ryan replied, using his actual name. “What brings you here?” Anthony smiled faintly, then glanced briefly at Luna Daria. Through the mind link, his voice entered Ryan’s head. "Let’s discuss this more privately." Ryan’s eyes n
Gabriel looked at the massive iron door standing before him. For a brief moment, his eyes dimmed as old memories flashed through his mind. Then he turned his head toward Alpha Ryan, he had a firm expression despite his weakened state. “No,” he said hoarsely. “Never. I will never let you have access to my family’s treasury. You are not worthy.” Alpha Ryan’s face twisted with rage hearing his words. “You stubborn old fool!” He grabbed Gabriel by the hair and slammed his head hard against the iron door. A dull, painful sound echoed through the chamber. Without giving the old man a chance to recover, Ryan slammed his head against the door again and again. Blood quickly began to spread across Gabriel’s forehead and drip down his face. “Open it!” Ryan shouted. Gabriel’s body grew weaker with every impact. Eventually, his strength gave out completely, and he slumped to the floor, lying there half-alive. Blood pooled beneath his head. “Argh!” Alpha Ryan punched the iron door in pure fr
Lyka paused in her struggle and stared at the two guards in shock. “What? What do you mean?” she asked, her voice trembling. One of the guards looked at her without sympathy. “You heard right. You are no longer the Alpha’s daughter. Your actions were too disgraceful. I even heard you were involved in the death of the heir.” “I did not!” Lyka shouted fiercely. “I did not do anything!” The guards had already heard enough of her protests. Without responding, they turned and left the room, closing the door behind them. They had no interest in listening to another one of her tantrums. Lyka collapsed back onto the bed, all the strength seemed to drain from her body at once. The words kept repeating in her mind. "You are no longer the Alpha’s daughter." For the first time, she felt truly alone, no mate, no loved one, no status. In another part of the mansion, two soft knocks sounded against a closed door, before opening it. “Luna, the Alpha asked me to deliver dinner to you,” a maid
Aiden walked into the hospital room with a cold expression. The moment his eyes landed on Lyka, clear disgust flashed across his face. He did not bother hiding it.Lyka’s heart tightened when she saw him. Mixed feelings rose inside her chest. She loved this man, yet she also hated him. Aiden walked over with a set of papers in his hand and sat down on the chair beside the bed calmly. “I see you have recovered,” he said flatly.Lyka’s expression hardened. “What do you want?” she asked in a cold tone. For once, she did not raise her voice or create a scene the way she usually did.Aiden did not answer with words. Instead, he tossed the documents and a pen onto her lap.“Sign it.”Lyka picked up the papers and slowly read through them. Her hands paused when she realized what they were.Divorce documents. A bitter smile formed on her lips. “So this is how it is,” she said quietly. “I just lost our baby, and the first thing you do is leave me. What a nice husband you are.”Aiden remained
Two figures intertwined beneath the layers of tree, “Ughh… baby, you feel so good,” Aiden growled, voice thick with lust. “Oh goddess, Aiden… ahh!” Lyka cried out, her nails digging into his back. He slammed into her harder, yanking her hair until her back arched. His hands groped her full breas
Lyka stepped into the room slowly, her gaze sweeping across the space “her room was bigger than hers,” her fists clenched slightly as her eyes settled on the figure lounging on the bed.Her curly ginger hair was tied up in a messy bun, her posture relaxed as she leaned against the headboard, she ha
Okay… is she awake?”“I think so.”“Good. That makes things easier.”Myra squinted as the voices reached her, her vision still blurred and heavy with sleep. Everything felt distant, like she was being dragged back into her body against her will. Slowly, shapes began to form in front of her, though
“Thud.”A body hit the cold ground.“Is she dead yet?” one of the guards asked, nudging her with his boot.The other crouched beside her, placing two fingers beneath her nose before letting out a quiet breath. “She’s still breathing.”“Good. The Alpha made it clear he doesn’t want her dead.”They l







