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Dinner Disaster

Penulis: Emarc
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-16 23:20:45

The pack house was even more intimidating at night. Lights glowed from every window, illuminating the massive stone building that sat at the center of Silver Moon territory. It looked less like a house and more like a castle.

As soon as we stepped inside, Luna Alistair appeared. "Livana!" Before I could react, she wrapped me in a hug. Unlike her husband, Luna Alistair had always been kind to me. She held my shoulders and smiled warmly. "You've gotten even more beautiful." "Thank you, Luna." "No
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  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Aconitum Lycoctonum

    This can't be happening. My heart is calling out for him so desperately.This is a nightmare. I will wake up anytime now, and I will be in our room, in our comfy bed, with his arms around me. He will gaze at me with those beautiful, unusual silver-gray eyes of his from under his long, dark, sooty eyelashes. His hair will be all mussed with a few locks falling over his forehead. He will smile at me with those sensual, firm yet soft lips of his. He will laugh that deep laugh that always leaves me weak at the knees once I tell him about this nightmare. He will sooth away my fears with his warm hug and amazing kisses.None of this is real. None of this is real. Yet the cold, hard cement floor underneath me feels so real. How long have I been here? Can't be too long since I can see light filtering in from the gaping roof.The thought of not being with Caspian again makes my heart feels like it's shattering into tiny million pieces. I know I wouldn't survive it.Then another thought comes t

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Anything Worse Than Aurel-zilla

    We hit the high-end jewelry boutique first. A few nights ago, I'd secretly measured Caspian's ring finger with a piece of string while he was fast asleep, feeling like an absolute creep. But hey desperate times. The jeweler brought out tray after tray of men's bands. I wanted a simple, elegant titanium and brushed-gold band that fit within my personal budget of two hundred and seventy-three dollars and fifty cents. Selene offered to put the rest on Caspian's card or use her own money so I could get something extravagant, but I was firm I wanted to buy his ring with money I'd earned myself. We finally found the perfect piece, and Selene assured me he'd be obsessed with it. "The guy worships the ground you walk on, Livana. You could hand him a twist-tie and he'd wear it like a crown," she laughed. While we were there, we also picked up a birthday present for Aurelia using the black card. We found a stunning white-gold filigree necklace and bracelet set with a tiny diamond embedded in

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Pampered Trophy Wife

    I was so relieved the bed was still standing that I completely lost my mind and started kissing the mattress. I mean, who actually does that? Me! A complete lunatic. And now my mate was lying next to me, practically suffocating from silent laughter. After a moment, Caspian pulled the pillow off his face, propping his chin on his elbow. His silver-gray eyes were sparkling with mischief, his lips twitching as he tried and failed to look serious. "I'm sorry, sunshine," he murmured, his voice thick with amusement. "I didn't mean to laugh at you." "Right. Sure you didn't," I grumbled. "Why the long face?" "Haven't you noticed? Our entire room looks like a missile hit it," I groaned, waving a hand toward the shattered glass and broken wood. "That's completely fine, sweetheart. We'll just replace everything." He reached out, playfully tugging a strand of my hair. "And I kissed the mattress," I added solemnly. "You're stuck with a crazy mate, Caspian." His eyes flashed with warm, wick

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Bed. I love You

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  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   The Art of Love and War

    We follow him up the steps. Caspian's fingers remain locked firmly through mine. Julian falls into step on my left, while Selene and Silas cover our rear like a royal honor guard. As we walk, I make a mental map of the warrior positions. I catch the subtle twitch of window curtains on the second and third floors, rolling my eyes at the amateur surveillance. If they try anything stupid, we will dismantle them. But we aren't senseless monsters; the non-combatants and kids hiding upstairs won't be touched. The warriors outside, though? They’re playing a dangerous game. Beta Stevens leads us through the vaulted foyer and into a heavy oak door on the right. More guards line the interior walls. Naturally. It’s a massive board room featuring a long mahogany conference table, wrapped with high-backed leather chairs. The tall windows overlooking the grounds are covered with thick, sound dampening velvet drapes to keep werewolf ears from eavesdropping from the lawn. Six older men sit

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Things I never asked to Feel

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  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   The worst birthday ever

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  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Eight Hours before Change

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  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Retail Therapy

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