تسجيل الدخولYou came home to mourn Sylvester Oliveros, your father. Instead you're hunting his killer through a city that wants you quiet. Kian finds you first—flirtation sharp as a blade, dominance barely sheathed. He needs you close. You need what he knows. Every shared breath in this trap tightens the thread between you, and the buried century-old secret doesn't care if you survive it.
عرض المزيدChapter TenKIAN MCFADDEN’S POV-“Will she be alright, Kian?” Aunt Kylie asked, her worried eyes focused on Nicolette, who had just melted into my embrace.I looked up at her with assurance. “Surely. It's the aura of the next full moon that is triggering her uncontrollable transformation.” My gaze returned to Nicolette as I paused, gently running my knuckles over her soft cheeks. “And her wolf was clearly restraining the transformation.”Her breath caught in her throat as she clenched her fist on her chest. “Restraining is more brutal than the actual transformation. Won't mate bonding help?”The thought made my lips tremble. “How can I? If her wolf is rejecting mine.” I sighed, helpless in a situation where she was already within my reach and I couldn't do anything. I had impatiently waited for 13 years just to get rejected and look like a total idiot. That's a whole new level of humiliation.“What’s going to happen to her if that’s the case?” Aunt Kylie continued.Possibilities start
Chapter NineNICOLETTE’S POV-“Have a seat,” the old woman said, showing us her old couch that had faded from being with her for years. “It might be old, but it is still comfortable when winter comes.”While watching the old woman disappear into the kitchen, Kian and I carefully settled on the couch. My eyes subconsciously wandered around the corners of the house—nothing much, nothing suspicious. It was just a simple and cozy home for a person who only wanted peace in life.“Looking for something suspicious?” A warm sensation tickled my neck after I heard a gentle whisper in my right ear.I could feel it even without glancing over. His face was so close to mine that every breath lingered on the edges of my skin, sending electricity through my veins. What the hell was wrong with this idiot? He surely had the nerve to get this close to someone he barely knew.Before I turned to stone, I swallowed all the uneasy feelings that could blur my thoughts. “Get away from me,” I tried to say fir
Chapter EightNICOLETTE’S POV-Last night was amazing, beyond words could express. I had fun with James hanging around town, eating unique foods that I never had when I was in town, and chatting endlessly. Despite the fun, I was still disappointed when I got home.Not a single piece of information about the possible gunshot that I heard. Deliberately dragging him to the street where people suspiciously gathered, yet he was surely good at getting away with it. To avoid suspicion, I didn't press him if he tried to dodge it whenever I showed some curiosity. He assured me that it was a thief who tried to break in and shoot due to violently resisting.Indeed, it would be reasonable; however, his words were suspicious enough to doubt, not to mention the restless sleep I had. Which was why I ended up in this situation.Earlier this morning, while only thick fog was visible and freezing air was wrapping the streets, I went to the grocery store for a quick shopping trip. Not only to buy person
Chapter SevenNICOLETTE'S POV-- A cold evening breeze slapped my face as I headed out of the house, sending shivers down my skin. Starvation could make you immune to any sort of coldness so that you didn't mind freezing to death, as long as you had filled your stomach with anything edible. It had been a hell of a day; I barely had anything to eat, and thanks to heaven's mercy, my foot was still touching the ground.People were walking in a certain direction that made me completely forget I had gone out for dinner. Few were heading in the opposite direction, while most were gathered in an area where other people were heading.James was with me as we headed to a fast-food chain to get something to eat; his eyes were focused ahead as if he didn't notice the people gathering a few steps ahead of me. I was behind him, curiosity glued my head in a different direction. Was this related to the gunshot I heard earlier?Before I could even realize it, my foot had already taken me to the gather






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