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Chapter 34

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The forest is too quiet.

Towering trees stretch toward the night sky, their branches weaving together like skeletal fingers, blocking out most of the moonlight. But I don’t need the moon to see. My heightened senses pick up every shift in the shadows, every rustle of leaves beneath our steps, every
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  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 218

    Screams. Running feet. The sound of furniture crashing. Omegas shouting over each other. “Jack…?” He’s already tensed beside me, eyes flashing silver. “Something’s wrong.” Before I can speak, one of the younger omegas rushes toward us, her face pale and panicked. “Your Majesty! The prince—he—he’s

  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 217

    By the time we make it back to our private tent that night, exhaustion finally crashes over me. I sink onto the edge of the bed, untying the leather straps from my wrists. Every muscle aches, and without thinking, my hand drifts to my lower belly again. Jack turns from the basin where he’s washing

  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 216

    It’s been seven years since the night I brought Lior into the world—seven years since everything changed. And now, here I stand again, before the ruins of a broken pack hall, blood drying on my hands, my pulse still racing from the rush of justice served… and from the secret I’ve been hiding. The

  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 215

    Jack steps forward, rubbing the back of his neck. “Speaking of that,” he says, his voice calm but firm, “I’ve been talking with the High Priest. I think he’s found a solution.” I tense immediately. “What kind of solution?” “A harmless one,” Jack assures me, though he doesn’t quite meet my eyes. “S

  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 214

    Two years later The palace feels lighter these days—alive with the kind of sweet chaos only children can bring. Lior’s laughter echoes through the marble halls like sunlight turned to sound—bright, wild, and impossible to contain. At two years old, he’s a curious little wolf, always running, climbi

  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 213

    “Kali?” Her name leaves my mouth in a broken whisper. My heart feels like it’s about to stop, terrified of the worst—terrified that she’s gone. Her body lies still—too still—and my pulse hammers violently against my ribs. I press my palm to her cheek. She’s warm, her skin pale and slick with sweat.

  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 210

    “I am family! I’m not a visitor—I’m the King’s mother!” My stomach drops. Jack’s glass freezes midair. “No,” he mutters, his voice dropping an octave. “Shit.” Before I can ask what’s happening, the doors burst open with a bang. A woman strides in—tall, elegant, and radiating fury like perfume. H

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  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 207

    I let out a slow sigh, a small, knowing smile tugging at my mouth. “From the look in your eyes, Jasmine… you’re madly in love with him, aren’t you?” Her cheeks flush. She looks down, twisting the hem of her gown between her fingers. “I am,” she admits softly. “I tried to fight it, but every time I

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  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 208

    I lower Jasmine gently to the cold marble floor, brushing her hair out of her face. Her breathing is ragged, uneven—but her body begins to glow again, the silver veins surging beneath her skin like liquid moonlight. “Jasmine…” I whisper, backing up just as her body arches once more—then bursts with

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  • Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 202

    Jack smirks beside me, that familiar mischievous curve tugging at his lips. Before he can lean in and whisper something that would probably make me blush in front of the entire court, the High Priest’s voice echoes through the grand hall—booming, reverent, and commanding. “Now,” he declares, raisin

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