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Author: Snow Drop
last update publish date: 2026-10-29 00:08:22

Max's POV.

Sarah Henderson made me happy for a while.

She was without doubt, the freakiest girl I had ever had in bed.

There was nothing new that I thought of trying with regards to sex that she was not open to, and I realized that the night she agreed to a threesome with me and another girl, sometime after we became regular sex partners.

That was the time, though, that something different was revealed.

The other girl left the next morning after all night at my place, and we were all alone wh
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    Rosalie's POV“How is Caleb?” he repeated.I slowly turned my head towards him, hoping he would not see the cold sweat that was forming on my skin. My body was already losing composure, and I felt I was falling apart with how overwhelming everything was for me.It was as though I could never escape this werewolf pack—as though there was always a member of them watching me and following me around.That was if he was truly one of them. "Why are you asking?" I managed to say. He shrugged, slipping one hand into his pocket. "Is there something wrong with asking about an old acquaintance… an old enemy, to be more exact?"I stared at him. There was something about the way he said it that made my stomach tighten. He sounded perfectly casual, almost bored, as though he had simply remembered someone he hadn't spoken to in a while.“I don't know.”“Why?” He asked. “He left you without a care in the world, didn't he?”“That's none of your business,” I snapped.He only smiled, and I looked at h

  • My Best Friend's Dad Yearns For Me   166

    Rosalie's POVMy steps gradually slowed as the memory came back to me.It had been on Maxwell's back. I had seen it when we were still together, when he had walked around without a shirt, completely oblivious to the fact that I was looking at him and admiring the muscles in his back.The tattoo was an intricately drawn image of a wolf’s head with its teeth bared and a distinctive pattern that I could still picture even now.At the time, I had not thought much of it. Maxwell had told me he liked things that suggested power, and I thought a wolf did, so I did not bother to ask. I had probably even complimented it once, and asked him why it was on his back and not somewhere he could see it. Now, though, I knew something I had not known back then.Caleb had the exact same tattoo, and because he was a werewolf.It couldn't be a coincidence, or could it?I remembered the first time I had discovered what Caleb was. The terror, the disbelief, the way my entire understanding of the man I lov

  • My Best Friend's Dad Yearns For Me   165

    Rosalie's POV The part about us being on the same floor had not been a joke.Even worse, my door was right opposite Maxwell's.It made me want to complain or try to talk to someone who could make a change, but if he had done this arrangement so that we were this close to each other with the aid of his connections, then there was little I could do. For this reason, I was afraid of even coming outside my own room door.Caleb had helped me deal with Maxwell once, but now I was exposed to him again and there was no one to help me.I tried to minimise my reasons for going out as much as I could, and every time I was forced to, I would do it with a beating heart, my eyes on the opposite door, expecting to see him open it and to find him staring at me.Except… I actually never did.It was almost as though the room was shut close, and no one was in.I was beginning to think he had probably moved out or he had just done it to scare me or to prove some kind of point that he didn't need the ro

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    Rosalie's POVThe competition was supposed to last a week.App arrangements were made, and a small bus handed over for our use. We were also informed that a hotel had reserved rooms for us all, and our meals were taken care of too. All we had to do was go there and win it.The day came and we were gathered and everyone except Max was there, which made me feel a little better. Knowing him, he could have chosen to drive there himself to avoid using the bus, and I hoped that was what it was.Except…He wasn't there.I waited a little longer, looking around the car park as though he might suddenly emerge from somewhere, but there was no sign of him."Are we waiting for someone?" one of the guys asked.“I really hope not," I answered almost immediately.The driver announced almost immediately that it was time to go.I chose a seat beside the window, settled into it and allowed myself a little smile. It was ridiculous how much better I felt knowing I wouldn't have to spend the journey prete

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    Sarah's POVLove is a disease.The worst part was that I didn't know what I truly felt for Maxwell Grey that was masked as love and felt so much like it, but I was not sure that it was love—maybe my hatred for Rosalie and the feeling that I possessed something that belonged to her was what made me want him so much, or maybe because I loved how he fucked me, how sex with him felt different.Sex with other people felt like something they were doing for their pleasure.Sex with him felt like everything that was fun. A game we were playing with our bodies. A show we were hosting with ourselves. A puzzle that we were both solving. He was selfish in many things, but not sex.He did it for both his pleasure and mine.Oh there were a million reasons to love Maxwell Grey.The way he dismissed me as something or someone unimportant and mentioned other people I was fucking so casually had been embarrassing at first, but later on it made me angry, especially when I remembered the expression on hi

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    Max's POV I was too confused to even think about more.“This must be really hard for you to take in, my boy,” my father said, standing up. “There are a number of things you might want to do after finding this out. You might want to kill Caleb Kingston, which, in my opinion, is shooting yourself in the foot, because he has too many supporters in the Pack. Else I would have done it myself and long ago.”He walked towards a window in the study, and I thought about it. Truly, it was impossible. I could only contrive plans against him.Not kill him.“You might want to kill Emily, which is acceptable by me as long as that old fucker is grieving. But I don't know how much the word ‘step-sister’ means to you. It may mean nothing, or something, since you never had a sibling. A step-sibling might also be acceptable, who knows?”It felt like he was reading my mind, and I hated it.Finding out that Emily was my step-sister surprisingly softened me towards her. We had no business with each other,

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