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87. Justice?

Author: V J tells
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-21 23:10:52

The grand hall of the Apollo Pack was lit brightly, with the pack members gathered under the brilliance of the sun emblem that hung proudly above the Alpha’s throne.

Its golden rays were engraved into the wall of polished obsidian, catching the sunlight streaming through the high glass windows and casting blazing reflections across the marble floor.

The crest was a symbol of glory, justice, and unwavering strength, and it seemed no less awe inspiring than the sun outdoors.

Elders, betas, ranked warriors, and pack members stood shoulder to shoulder in the vast chamber. Robes of deep green, gray, and black marked their ranks, while the elders stood closest to the throne.

Paul, dressed in a crisp black suit with the Apollo insignia stitched on his chest, sat on the grand throne, carved from dark oak and leather.

Behind him, seated on the slightly smaller yet no less imposing chair, was his father, the former Alpha. His once fiery presence was slightly dulled by age, but he was s
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    Jonas' POV:“Good…”She said, biting her bottom lip. Then her eyes narrowed in that wicked way that always made my stomach tighten. “Because I’m ready for round two.”I blinked. “Already?”But Katrine didn’t answer with words.She just dropped to her knees in front of me, eyes still locked on mine as her fingers moved to my pants. My heart slammed against my ribs as she undid the button, tugging at the zipper with urgency. Her touch sent a shock straight through me, even though I was still sticky from our last round. I didn’t care. Neither did she.She pulled me free, her hand wrapping around me, already coaxing me back to full hardness. Her gaze was hungry now—intense, focused. And when she leaned forward and licked a slow stripe up my length, I hissed through my teeth.“Fuck…”“Let me make you forget everything,” she whispered, her breath hot against my skin. “Let me take care of you.”And then she swallowed me whole.My head dropped back against the tree with a dull thud. The world

  • Scar : the rejected Luna   154. Relaxing?*

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  • Scar : the rejected Luna   153. Unfair!

    Author's POV:Paul’s eyes widened as he saw the glint of metal in Elara’s hand. The needle caught the faint lamplight of the healer’s hut, and instinct screamed through his limbs, even though they felt heavy. Like he has been drugged. His voice strained as he tried to keep himself upright. “Elara—what are you doing? Don’t—”But the moment he tried to lunge, the sedative she had earlier slipped into his tea dragged him back down like iron weights clamping onto his limbs.“Please,” he managed, his voice raw, eyes pleading. “Don’t do this…”“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her hand trembling, “but this is the only way to keep you here.”The needle pricked the skin of his arm. “You’ll understand me better once you wake up, okay? I’m keeping you safe.”Paul’s body tensed, every nerve firing off in warning. His eyes narrowed on her face… on the flicker of guilt in her expression, the wavering in her breath. He tried to move, to shove her hand away, to grab her wrist and stop whatever she wa

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  • Scar : the rejected Luna   150. Lost Time*

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