登入"My skin can't hide a single thing from your sharp eyes," Lisa says, her face flushing a little red. "During the times when our pack wasn't at work, my feet dropped by the valley gym a few times to sweat. Not bad, right? Can your eyes see the flat results?" Lisa stands up from the bench, spinning her body around a few times to show off her shape.My throat clears with a small cough. My mind still held a very strong opinion towards Lisa’s round stomach..."Why did your heart suddenly decide to lose the weight? Don't you think it’s perfectly alright for your body to be a little bit chubby? A she-wolf needs a bit of healthy meat on her bones to look good in the den.""Every single time..." Lisa’s face turns completely crimson as her body sits back down next to my arm, her voice dropping to a shy whisper. "Every single time my boots go over to Luke’s private apartment and our muzzles end up kissing passionately by the fire, his body would suddenly look like it’s in pure pain and he goes t
"What? The High Alpha injured? Was the cut serious?""Haiz... my ears really want to know the latest true news regarding their den, but my device haven't received any new updates from the Vale Media guards. This waiting feeling is such pure torture for my wolf."Connor’s wire feed was filled with the loud cries of curious fans. However, towards his marriage relationship with my she-wolf, the common packs gave their full well wishes and supported our bond. According to the older fans, our secretive relationship was completely different from the fake hype created by lesser celebrities in the valleys. With one single glance at the dinner photo, it was totally obvious to see that Ava Hart and Connor Vale were meant to last a lifetime under the moon.Actually, there were plenty of tiny clues online that led to the idea that our two hearts had been running in the same secret pack from a very long time ago. But my paws had never used my marriage bond with Connor to help my own career advance
Ava Hart POV"Taking over the Vale Media Group..." Curtison mutters into his dark fur collar inside the car. His heavy jaws tighten before his muzzle snaps around to look at the strange male. "Although my pride hates to admit the truth to our trackers, Connor Vale is indeed a highly capable Alpha king on this mountain. No wolf can deny his power. Plus, with Connor ruling the high peaks, the unfairness and rogue cheating in our modeling industry are currently being kept under tight control by his pack laws. Without Connor holding the center, Vale Media will just fall back to being another typical greedy agency hunting for fresh meat.""The fashion runway industry has always served the sole purpose of fame and fat meat for the winter," the strange man points out with a sharp, mocking hiss, his amber eyes pinning Curtison’s hidden desires straight against the leather seat. "The entertainment industry my line wants to see is prosperous and filled with bloody competition between rival pack
Luckily, it was just a tiny external scratch from the blade. All the skin needed was a clean splash of medicine water and a tight white bandage to stop the red drip. But my heart was totally terrified when the link reached my ears. My boots rushed inside the hospital lounge, running straight past the glass doors without even putting a dark cloak on to hide my face from the public, barking at the front desk she-wolf to tell me where Connor’s room was hidden.Luckily, Connor knows my spirit too well. His large frame was already waiting by the stairs on the first floor, having sent Luke out to catch my arms and bring my body down the quiet hall."Was that... the runway star Ava Hart?" a nurse whispers."My eyes think so! And the huge male talking to her looks exactly like Lord Connor Vale."The young medicine girls notice our two bodies standing together, and their fingers secretly pull out their phone devices to snap quick pictures for the wires.My mind has zero time to care about thei
Ava Hart POV"The old Alpha is fading fast inside his stone cave," I tell my wolf while my boots pace the dark floors of our den. "The medicine trackers say his stomach lining is rotting from a dark cancer. The very second his eyes fluttered open under the white skins, his muzzle gave a weak bark to his helper wolf, ordering him to call the pack law-speaker and bring Connor to his bedside right away.""The lesser wolves of the Nova Star Agency already sniffed the scent of death in the wind," Lisa says, her ears flattened back as she reports the gossip from the valley. "They are crowding into the medicine den like hungry crows. Some are pretending to lick his wounds, but the greedy ones are already barking at his face to hand over his master Alpha token before his chest stops moving.""Their growls made his stomach burn with pure fire," I say, my claws digging into my palms because I know how brutal a pack can get when a leader falls. "The helper she-wolf asked if she should run down t
Fletcher shakes his head, looking down at Eustace with a highly provoking smirk. "Why should my wolf look for your shadow? All your small teeth know how to do is bully innocent she-wolves..."...you scrawny little man.Every reporter in the hall finished the sentence inside their own minds. Of course, with the massive humiliation Eustace suffered in front of so many high wolves, the staff of Nova Star would have to walk around the territory ridges with their tails tucked firmly between their legs from now on. Perhaps they may even need to wear leather masks to hide their total embarrassment from the other packs.The wires explode with the news: Eustace framed Ava Hart!The almighty heir of the Nova Star Agency, the Quincey family descendant who held loads of pack potential, actually tried to frame a runway model in the dark. Worst of all—this model was a female wolf!At this time, not only the public packs but also the staff inside the Nova Star building were filled with furious discu
"I do not know. He dropped it into my palm last night," I say, shaking my head as I lean back against the furs. I have no idea what power the gold token holds.An attendant she-wolf spots the gold piece in Lisa’s fingers. She quickly steps across the stone floor, bowing her head low. "High lady, I
Luke POV"My she-wolf would not stop barking until I came over here," I tell Fletcher as I push open the heavy oak door of his small pack cabin. "I have not visited your den in many moons, but... wait, who is this little pup?"A tiny girl, maybe three winters old, is leaning all her weight against
Ava Hart POV"The young pups are howled into a frenzy over the new voting-stone," Lisa tells me, her ears twitching as she stirs the fire inside our wooden den. "They cannot decide if your quick paws or Manni’s heavy winter coat rule the high valleys.""Let them bark," I say, keeping my nose close
"What is the High Alpha planning with that little wolf?" my pack-manager Charlene asks, her voice low as we enter the pack house. "Why did Connor make Ava Hart his personal charge? He never gave your coat a second look.""Quiet your muzzle," I growl."Manni, I will handle this, do not shift your pa







