Masuk"What the fuck are you saying?" Sean hissed, his voice low, eyes flashing violent crimson. Kael clawed at the edges, fighting for dominance. "Calm down, Kael," Azriel urged, his voice low and commanding as his gaze held his. "I promise you we’ll find her," he added in assurance, aware it would take more than just a command to get him in control. The wolf let out a growl before receding. The crimson in Sean’s eyes turned back into green. But the concern and restlessness were still there. "Where are the guards?" he asked. ........."Where is my wife?" Sean demanded, his voice razor-sharp as he glared murderously into the guard’s eyes.The guards exchanged a nervous glance before one of them swallowed hard and spoke. "Sshhh....she went to her cottage, sir. We stayed outside as you ordered. Then… we heard a noise somewhere nearby. I went to check it out, but when I came back, he was unconscious."His voice faltered. "We rushed inside the cottage, but she was gone. There was no sign of
Sean was in the office when he got a call. Worry gripped him at once as he noticed the bodyguard's name flashing. He picked up the call at once. "What is it?" he demanded. "She has fainted. We've taken her to the hospital," the guard told him. Sean felt as if the ground had been pulled from beneath him. "FAINTED? But how? Why?" he asked, already rushing towards the door. "She is inside. The healers are checking up on him," the guard replied. Sean hung up and set out for the hospital. He dragged a hand down his jaw. She fainted again. His pup was clearly taking a toll on her health, and with the recent developments, it was only getting worse for her. He arrived at the hospital and almost ran towards the room she was kept in. The guards were lingering outside, waiting for him. Sean rushed past them without sparing a glance and pushed open the door. Her scent mixed with many others hit him at once. But his eyes found her immediately. She was lying unconscious on the bed with a do
"You should take care of yourself, Violet. You're not alone now," Sean told her, hating the way she was neglecting her health. "I don’t feel well," Violet said, her eyes rimmed red from relentless tears. Not knowing where Snoopy was weighed heavily on her chest, refusing to let her breathe."You know I’ve always struggled to let people into my life," she went on, her voice trembling. "I was terrified of being abandoned again....just like my parents abandoned me." Sean knelt in front of her, worry etched clearly into his features as he gently took her hand in his.Violet swallowed hard and continued, "I took Chris in because I knew what it meant to be alone. I raised myself. I couldn’t stand the thought of someone else growing up the same way." Her fingers tightened painfully around Sean’s hand. "That’s why I protected him. That’s why I trusted him." Her voice broke. "But he foold me."Sean drew her into a warm hug. "Everything will be fine," he murmured softly while holding her gentl
"Where is Snoopy?" Violet questioned sternly. Chris didn’t respond. He sat slumped against the wall, legs stretched out, arms pulled upward and bound to the thick chains hanging from the ceiling. If not for the rasp of his uneven breathing, she might have thought he was already dead."Answer me," the woman snapped, impatience cutting her tone.Chris raised his head to look at her. A chill ran down her spine as she met his gaze. The woman wasn't able to recognize him. He looked like Chris, but something about him felt unfamiliar, as if a stranger were wearing his face. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice unsteady as she stared at him with wide eyes.Chris smiled, which somehow made him look even more chilling. "Not someone important," he murmured. "That is for us to decide," Violet shot back, not amused at all. She was feeling betrayed, fooled. He presented himself as a homeless, helpless orphan, got into her house. He abused her trust and lied to her without an ounce of conscience
Sean’s fist came down hard, smashing into Chris’s face. The crack of bone against knuckles echoed off the stone walls of the cell. Chris’s head snapped to the side, blood splattering against the cold floor, but he barely reacted. He remained on his knees, wrists bound in iron chains, shoulders squared despite the punishment."Who sent you?" Sean demanded, his voice ringing through the small space. He exuded rage in waves, thickening the air. "Speak," he barked, pissed off. Chris lifted his head slowly. Blood dripped from his lip, his jaw visibly cracked, yet his expression remained calm and composed. He said nothing.Azriel stood a few steps back, arms crossed, watching with slit eyes. The dim bulb cast long shadows across the cell, eongating their shadows on the walls. They had a suspicion. This was Zen’s man. The spy they had been searching for. Sean struck him again. This time, he didn’t stop at one blow. He grabbed Chris by the chains and yanked him upright, slamming him against
They were holding a pregnancy announcement party in theie house. Even though the primary reason was to announce their pregnancy to the world but underneath it, Viole was just being petty. She wanted to throw it in the face of women who had taunted her for not ever getting pregnant because humana nd wolves were incompatibla.e She oculdn't wait to see their faces. Her evil side smiled, excited for the moment. She was personally involved in the decoration of their mansion. From the party theme to songs that will be played, she oversaw everything. She couldn't decide if it was her pregnancy or his love but she found herself opening up with each passing day. Her confidence had surged and she didn't even hate her eyes and hair any more. If anything, she had also started to find them pretty. Just like he did. As evening settled in, she changed into a deep maroon gown meant to draw admiration. Sean helped her put on her jewelry, his touch gentle and careful as he bejweled her with necklace







