INICIAR SESIÓNHe had absolutely no idea that the monster he was hunting was standing right in front of him.A heavy, suffocating wave of guilt crashed over me, making my chest ache with genuine regret.My lies were actively hurting the man I loved, and I hated myself for causing him any kind of pain.I pushed away from the desk and walked around the side so I could stand right next to his leather chair.Jett flinched slightly and tried to pull his hands back, but I reached out and gently caught his wrists."Hold still, please," I whispered, keeping my grip incredibly light so I would not bruise his pale skin.My hands were massive compared to his, and my long fingers easily wrapped around his injured palms.He hissed in pain as my skin brushed against the angry red burns."It hurts," he murmured, his voice trembling as he looked away from me."I know it hurts, but I am going to make it feel better right now," I promised him softly.I slowly moved my thumbs over the raw, blistering skin on his finge
I left the marketing meeting three hours early because I simply could not sit in that stuffy boardroom for another single minute.My inner wolf spent the entire morning pacing in restless circles inside my mind.The beast scratched at the edges of my self-control and demanded that I return to the top floor to check on our mate.I promised Jett that I would give him plenty of space today so he could breathe and calm down after his panic attack in the anteroom.I broke that promise without a second thought because my own anxiety was eating me alive.The private elevator carried me up to the executive suite in total silence, and I adjusted my silk tie to force my features into a calm, professional mask.I wanted to walk in and find him typing away at his computer with a healthy flush back in his pale cheeks.The heavy mahogany doors swung open under the weight of my hand, and I stepped into the quiet anteroom.I expected to hear the soft tapping of the keyboard or the rustle of paper fil
I grabbed a rough paper towel and wiped down the wooden table, making sure I didn't leave any trace of the bloody mess behind, and walked over to the small breakroom sink and turned the cold water on full blast.I washed my hands with harsh lemon soap, scrubbing my pale skin until it turned pink, rinsed my mouth out twice to get rid of the lingering metallic taste of raw iron.I dried my hands, unlocked the heavy wooden door, and stepped back out into the quiet hallway.The crippling exhaustion that had anchored me to the floor all morning was just gone.It vanished the second the heavy protein hit my empty stomach, and a strange, buzzing energy took its place.My mind felt razor-sharp, and my vision was clearer than it had been in weeks.I walked back into the anteroom and practically dropped into my leather desk chair.I bounced my heel against the carpeted floor, unable to sit perfectly still.The heavy meal fueled my rising panic and turned it into pure, focused determination.I w
The phone on my small kitchen table buzzed again, vibrating against the dark wood with a dull, persistent hum.I sat on the edge of my mattress in the pitch-black bedroom, watching the bright screen light up the wall every few minutes.Ren's name flashed on the display over and over, followed by half a dozen missed call notifications and two voicemail alerts.I didn't reach out to answer it, and I couldn't bring myself to press the button to play his voice messages.I just sat there in the quiet apartment with my knees pulled tightly against my chest, staring blindly at the closet door.Around midnight, heavy footsteps echoed down the narrow, creaky hallway outside my front door.A firm, heavy knock rattled the wooden frame, making my heart jump straight into my throat."Jett?" Ren's deep voice called out from the hallway, sounding slightly muffled through the thick wood."Jett, I know you are in there, so please just open the door and let me see that you are okay."I held my breath a
Nathaniel was already watching him, and Rosalie would arrive in the city very soon to demand my undivided attention.If Jett was weak and sick, he would be an easy target for the ruthless purebloods on the high council.They would use his frail human body as leverage to force me into compliance, and they would not hesitate to bleed him dry.I needed him healthy and strong so I could smuggle him out of the territory if the political war suddenly turned violent.I rubbed my hands over my face and let out a low, frustrated growl that vibrated in the quiet room.I promised myself I would respect his boundaries and give him the space he demanded in the hallway last week.I tried to play the role of the distant, professional CEO so he would feel safe and comfortable in my presence.But sitting in a glass tower while he was missing and potentially hurt was absolute torture.I could not protect him from the pack council or my arranged fiancée if I did not even know where he was right now.My
I sat behind my massive mahogany desk and stared at the dark screen of my cell phone.It had been exactly sixty-five minutes since Jett grabbed his messenger bag and walked out of the executive suite.The normal commute from the corporate building to his small apartment usually took forty-five minutes on the subway.I factored in a little extra time for the afternoon crowds, but the agonizing wait was still tearing my nerves to shreds.I tapped my fingers against the polished wood and listened to the steady ticking of the wall clock.Every single second felt like an hour, and the slow passage of time was testing the absolute limits of my sanity.The silence of the empty office was usually a welcome relief after a long day of fielding angry investor calls.Today, the quiet room just felt like a heavy, suffocating cage.My inner wolf paced relentlessly in the shadows of my mind, whining with a deep and persistent distress.The beast hated the fact that I let our fragile human walk out t







