Mag-log inIn the past, Ronan Bachnault never deigned to waste his brainpower on the details of the research he blindly funded. Silas and Ghalow wanted to play god in their underground lab? Be his guest. He simply had to sign the checks, throw money in their faces, and wait for the results. It was all a cold, purely a playful transaction.Until, of course, he fell in love with a werewolf.After years of Silas and Ghalow peddling their ridiculous proposals to cripple the wolves, to forcibly strip that predatory race of its arrogance in the eyes of humanity, the research finally bore fruit. Out of thousands of failures, a mutagenic toxin was created. That damned liquid didn't kill; instead, it ruthlessly severed the wolves' spiritual bonds, transforming them into fragile, mortal humans.Yet, there was a cosmic joke that made the narrative so deeply ironic. The toxin couldn't be mass-produced. The key to everything hinged on a single anomaly: the blood of a specific werewolf.The big question was
"I’ve already used it all."The four words slipped effortlessly from Ronan’s lips, as casual as ordering a morning coffee. Yet, to the middle-aged man across the desk, the statement hit like an atomic bomb."What?!" Gerald exhaled sharply; his lined face instantly flushed a deep, tomato-red—as if he were about to burst. "How could you—""Why couldn't I?" Ronan smoothly interjected, leaning back in his expensive leather chair. He twirled a Montblanc pen between his fingers. "I was the one funding all that nonsense, Ghalow. You and Silas didn't contribute a single cenT.""Hey, that's—""Oh, and one more thing," Ronan cut in again, this time flashing a lopsided, utterly nauseating smile. "I’m cutting off all funding for that research, effective today. Come to think of it, imprisoning and poisoning living creatures is just so... inhumane. Aren't we civilized human beings? Not monsters like those wolves?"Ronan Bachnault, a man who had tortured dozens of werewolves without blinking, was su
Ronan let out a heavy sigh. His large fingers massaged the bridge of his nose, allowing the pieces of the puzzle to finally fall into place."So, that’s the reason," Ronan muttered, his voice a low rumble. "Is that why the old bastard has been poking around lately?"Alice, who had been leaning against the arm of the sofa, stopped swirling the glass in her hand. She blinked rapidly, looking at Ronan with raised eyebrows. "He did?"Ronan nodded, leaning back against the sofa cushions. He began to lay out the facts he had kept closely guarded. Ever since that bloody night, when he’d injected the wolf-cell-destroying toxin into Victor’s veins and then help Alice’s coup d'état, Ronan had unilaterally cut off communication with the hunters.He had blocked their access. There were no more secret meetings, no more answered phone calls, and no more supplies for them. Chris and Albus had been ordered to act as vicious guard dogs, kicking Gerald and his hunter alliance out whenever they tried to
"Come on, you surely recognize me. Take a good look at my face."Victor growled, though his body trembled. Gerald gave a wry, mocking smile. "It’s a shame you don’t recognize me. After all, you saw me in that video. I’m certain you’ve watched it by now."Victor remained bewildered, his eyes darting about in confusion. Gerald clicked his tongue in annoyance. "You fool.""I know you very well, Victor Olfrick, the wolf..."Gerald raised both hands, miming the act of holding a long-barreled rifle, then pointed his index finger directly at Victor’s forehead. He squinted one eye as if aiming through a scope."Phew~ Still don't remember, hmm?"Victor’s furrowed brow still betrayed his utter confusion, until Gerald finally took pity on him and ended the guessing game. The middle-aged man casually mentioned that he was the hunter who had rained fire upon and destroyed the Main House in the forest that day. It was the night that should have been the celebration of Victor’s grand mate ceremony,
Alpha Alistaire put the document back on the table. "I've signed it. You can check it, Alpha Alice."Alice blinked, a genuine and slightly surprised smile finally appearing on her face. She was so focused on serving Alpha Roy's cheap hospitality that she didn't realize when the bespectacled man took out his gold pen."Thank you very much, Alpha Alistaire," Alice said, bowing her head slightly. "I guarantee that this collaboration will be very beneficial for both parties.""Hm. The only thing I trust about this proposal is your ability to enlist the Crestmont Pack as your ally," replied Alpha Alistaire flatly. "So, if your relationship with them ends halfway, don't expect our pack to continue to support you."Alpha Roy turned his head towards Alice. "You... you get with the Crestmont Pack?""Ah, isn't it obvious?" Alice put back her smile. "Where do you think I know about your situation unless they tell me??"Alice then looked at Alpha Alistaire, giving a very clear emphasis. "You will
Alice grimaced, hiding her satisfied smile behind the porcelain cup. Her guess was right on target. Victor actually crawled to contact another pack who had been his ally. And sure enough, the allies expelled Victor without a shred of mercy.Oh, what a shame. She had to skip that part. She bet she would definitely be very entertained to see the look on the face of Victor, who had struggled to escape with the last of his human strength and hoped to get asylum, but instead he was kicked out like a sick dog."That's why I always warned him to form an alliance that was a little more sincere, not just purely transactional," Alice muttered to herself. She sipped her warm chamomile tea, letting the floral aroma send a wave of calm through her chest.Victor indeed disappeared again without a trace after throwing away the traitor warrior who helped him escape in a battered state. But now, his departure felt like a game of cat and mouse for Alice. She didn't even have to bother wasting petrol t
"What have you done to your own sister, Alice?!" Father's roar was thunderous.“Father, that's not…”Before I could blink, a heavy blow struck my head. I staggered, my vision swam, and I collapsed onto the dirt. The only one who met my gaze at that time was Victor, but he… he was still hugging Ella
On the night that was meant to mark our bond, my mate forced me to kneel and beg forgiveness from my older sister, Ella."Ella has suffered enough because of you, Alice."I lifted my head slowly.Victor, the future Alpha, stood before me. Tall, composed, and perfect. The man who used to look at me
This is… crazy.I could hear my heart pounding right in my ears. I hoped he couldn't hear it, and couldn't hear the rattling of my brain trying to lie."Do you really not remember anything?" His deep voice broke the silence.I looked up at him.Morning light spilled across his face, catching on tha
Shit.I tried to move, but my body barely responded. Something heavy pinned me in place. It was wrapped tightly around my waist. A strong arm, hot, solid, and unyielding. It made me wonder, was it really an arm?My back pressed against something firm, and I knew it wasn’t a wall. Then I heard it, a







