FAZER LOGINEdgar swallowed hard. His wolfish eyes darted between Ronan and Alice. He opened his mouth, but the moment his gaze met Alice’s eyes, the words died in his throat.Edgar cleared his throat. "Nothing. Just... you two are heading off on your honeymoon now, right? Haha... I just wanted to say, have a great trip. Enjoy yourselves."Alice beamed and patted Edgar’s shoulder, hard enough to make the young man wince slightly. "Ed, you take the elevator after us, okay? I want some alone time with my husband inside.""Sure, Sis," Edgar replied. He forced a smile, though his gaze dropped to the tips of his shoes. He let out a long, deeply despairing sigh.Ronan wrapped his arm around Alice’s waist, and guided her into the empty elevator. He was too busy kissing his wife’s temple to notice the sharp, sidelong glance Alice shot at Edgar over her shoulder.Alice projected her voice straight into Edgar’s mind via the mind link.[“Fix it. Whatever it takes. I’ll tell Ronan about this later, Talk to
"No. I’m going home," Ronan replied decisively, buttoning his coat as he stared straight ahead at the elevator. "As always, make sure security scans all those gifts from those people before they’re sent to my house."Chris glanced at the Rolex on his wrist, then looked toward the massive glass window behind him. "You’re leaving already? The sun is still high in the sky, Sir."Ronan stopped in his tracks. He turned and raised an eyebrow, fixing Chris with his signature look of disdain. "So what? Want me to stay?"Chris quickly corrected himself, bowing respectfully. "Enjoy your time as a newlywed, Sir."Ronan turned and stepped into the open elevator car. But before the silver doors slid shut, the giant of a man looked back at Chris. A faint, barely perceptible, yet real smile played across a face that was usually as rigid as granite."You too, Chris. Enjoy your time off."Ding.The elevator doors closed tight.Chris staggered backward, sinking limply into his chair. His eyes widened i
"No long preparations, no wedding dress costing a fortune. Will you marry me?" Ronan whispered softly.Alice snorted in amusement. "Come on. They made me change into this silk dress on purpose, and now you’ve even pinned a veil on me. I am practically a prepared bride, Mister.”The room slowly fell silent. The officiant, who seemed still flustered, wondering why he suddenly had to solemnize a marriage in the dead of night before muscular men who were eyeing him like fresh meat, finally cleared his throat to speak."Do you, Ronan Bachnault, take Alice Winterwood to be your lawful wife, in sickness and in health, in plenty and in want..."The officiant's voice sounded like a soft murmur in Alice's ears. The only things she focused on now were the strains of the gently flowing melody and the rhythmic beat of the man’s heart before her. Alice felt as though her entire body had lost its gravity, floating on air. A warm, tingling sensation fluttered in her chest.In the past, she had been b
Rena and Reno’s eyes widened slightly, stunned by an answer they hadn't expected at all. They exchanged glances, then nodded obediently. They promised to reconsider their decision in light of their Alpha's advice.Suddenly, the screen of the phone in Rena's pocket lit up, accompanied by a brief vibration. The young woman asked for permission to take the call and stepped away from the dining table. Less than fifteen seconds later, Rena returned with a peculiar expression."Everything is ready," Rena announced suddenly.Alice, who had just finished the last bite from her second plate of steak, blinked slowly as she dabbed the corner of her mouth with a napkin. "What’s ready?"Reno hurriedly stood up and straightened his suit. "Alpha, actually... the entire pack is gathered downstairs waiting for you right now. Could you come with us to meet them?"Alice furrowed her brows deeply. She glanced back and forth between the twins. Gathered? Waiting for her? Was there some sort of emergency pa
"After all, you could just drag a minister to your house, have him say a prayer, made him to witness your vows, and sign the government paperwork. Done. To hell with the rest," Chris finished with a casual shrug.Ronan stopped in his tracks.Silence settled over the corridor. Chris stopped abruptly too, tilting his head as he stared at his boss’s broad back, which had suddenly gone rigid."Sir? What is it?" Chris asked warily.Ronan rubbed his face roughly with his palms, then swore under his breath. "Damn fool."Chris blinked in confusion. "Pardon?"Ronan turned around, his eyes flashing wildly. A familiar, manic grin was now etched clearly across his face."Chris," Ronan commanded with absolute authority, "I want you to find a minister and drag him to see me. Right now."..…….The trolley wheels creaked softly on the marble floor, breaking the silence in the spacious penthouse kitchen area. Alice, who had been squinting at the row of pack area legality documents on the island tabl
In 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
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
As the guards grabbed my legs to drag my limp body, the Alpha stepped into the centre of the ground, his voice cutting through the noise."To welcome my daughter-in-law, Ella, into the family, I have brought a special gift for her," he announced delightedly. "The Hunter has been captured! Now you c







