LOGIN"Hey, Brit!"
Britney stumbled backward in surprise as a figure emerged from the shadows and collided straight into her. Nancy immediately snapped to attention, though she allowed Sophia to pull Britney into a hug. She wanted to figure out who had cornered them and who was standing against them. One thing was certain to Nancy: they had cornered them because of Britney, meaning someone was looking to settle a score with her. Looking at Sophia wNancy strode directly toward the group, her expression hardened with authority as she shot a blistering glare at the gossiping employees. "Let's get one thing straight," Nancy announced loud enough for the entire corner of the cafeteria to hear, crossing her arms. "Mr. Raven was away on an official international business conference and tour, and he brought his special assistant along with him. The leaves were officially approved by management. I was the one to see the leave of Britney.” One of the junior staff members muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes. "How are we even supposed to know if he was really on a business tour?" Nancy narrowed her eyes, stepping closer. "I work in the HR department, so are you implying that you're questioning official HR records and my word?" She swept her gaze across the table, her tone dropping dangerously low. "Let's not forget how much our company profited from that international conference—every
Soon, the clock struck noon, signaling the arrival of lunchtime. True to her routine, just before leaving the estate that morning, Britney had specifically requested Eleanor to pack a fresh, home-cooked lunch for them. “Are you sure you want me to send your lunch at the office, dear?” Eleanor had asked while wiping her hands on a kitchen towel. “you two can just order from the office canteen.” “No, please send the lunch, Eleanor,” Britney had insisted with a bright smile. “I missed your cooking while we were away, and I like having a proper meal.” Cole had immediately chimed in, wrinkling his nose. “We don’t need home-cooked lunch boxes sent to the office, wifey. I usually skip lunch or just grab something light from the canteen.” “Speak for yourself,” Britney had shot back playfully. “Just because you survive on air and caffeine doesn’t mean I do. Moreover, last we checked, you were happily having the lunch boxes prepared by me
As the sleek black car neared the towering building of Raven group, Britney suddenly leaned forward, tapping Cole’s arm. "Drop me off a few blocks away," she insisted, her tone urgent. Cole spared her a sideways glance, raising an eyebrow. "Drop you off? Why?" "I don't want the staff seeing us arrive together," Britney explained, crossing her arms. "We agreed our relationship is going to stay strictly private at the office." Cole rolled his eyes, keeping his hands steady on the steering wheel. "You're forgetting, wifey, that my parking is private, and the restricted-access elevator leads straight up to our floor. No one will have any idea you rode in with me." "That's not the point," Britney argued, shaking her head. "I always use the main lobby to walk to your elevator. If I suddenly start emerging from your private parking garage, people are going to start asking questions and putting two and two together." "Relax," Cole repli
The morning sun cast a bright, golden glow across the master bedroom, signaling the arrival of a new day. Deciding she had spent quite enough time recovering in bed, Britney stirred and gave Cole a firm, affectionate shake by the shoulder. "Good morning, husband," she chimed brightly. "Wake up! We need to head to the office today." Cole let out a deep, rumbling grumble, burying his face deeper into the pillows and wrapping his arms tightly around her waist to anchor her back down. "Let's just take another day off, wifey. It's my company, after all—it's not going anywhere." "No way," Britney protested, trying to wiggle out of his grip. "We need to go in and actually manage things. I’ve only attended a few days since I started, and I want my routine back. If we just lie around in bed all day, I feel like my brain is going to turn to mush." "Rubbish," Cole murmured sleepily against her neck. "You aren't going anywhere. Come back to bed and le
The moment Britney stepped across the threshold of her house, Eleanor rushed forward with glowing excitement, throwing her arms around her in a tight, affectionate hug. "I'm so happy for you," Eleanor beamed, her eyes sparkling. As she embraced her, Eleanor’s heightened werewolf senses immediately caught a rich, unmistakable scent clinging to Britney—the deep, earthy musk of her, alongside the sweet, unmistakable signature of a fated bond. Leaning back slightly, Eleanor’s gaze dropped instantly to Britney’s neck, where the vivid, silver-sheened mating mark gleamed against her skin. A rush of pure joy flooded Eleanor's chest; she was thrilled to her core that their Alpha had finally claimed his Luna. However, before Eleanor could let out a squeal of excitement or say something that might reveal too much, a sharp, authoritative voice echoed directly inside her mind. A stern mind-link warning from Cole flashed through her consciousness: Keep
For the final time, Britney stood on the sun-drenched veranda, letting her gaze sweep slowly across the sprawling glass beach house. Over the past two weeks, this secluded haven had transformed from a simple luxury villa into a literal paradise—a sanctuary where she had shed her old, guarded skin and forged an unbreakable, passionate bond with Cole. Today, however, the time had finally come to leave it all behind and return to the mainland. Their luggage was already neatly packed and stowed away in the trunk of the Bentley. Cole waited patiently near the doorway, noticing how Britney lingered in the doorway, a soft, melancholic shadow crossing her features. Stepping up behind her, Cole wrapped his arm securely around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest. "I told you before, wifey," he murmured softly, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple. "It's a promise—we will come back here every single year. Whenever you want to escape the world, this p







