LOGINANDREW'S POV, “That seems premature. We're at a delicate point in the discussion—” “Which is exactly why we need a few minutes,” I said, holding his gaze. He looked away first, and I continued. “To discuss your proposals in private and speak our mind without you listening to us. Unless there's a r
ANDREW'S POV, I noticed the guard first. Not his presence, his absence. The post in the east corridor had been manned every time I had checked it since we arrived. It was a consistent, unremarkable detail that I had catalogued the way I catalogued everything in a room like this one—automatically,
ELENA'S POV, The report came in fragments, the way bad news always did. It wasn't clean, nor with the kind of clarity that made decisions easy. Just pieces, arriving one after another through channels that were supposed to be secure and reliable, and each piece landed worse than the one before it.
ELENA'S POV, “I don't need a recess,” I said and my voice came out flat. It wasn't cold, nor sharp, just flat, emptied of the performance of composure I had been maintaining since we walked through the door. Al'thor blinked once, and for the first time since this meeting began, I watched fear fli
ELENA'S POV, I don't know how long I stood there before Andrew noticed. He didn't say anything at first. He just shifted around, closing the distance between us by half a step, the way he always did when he sensed something was wrong but didn't yet know what shape it had taken. It was a small thin
ELENA'S POV, “During what?” I asked, not caring that I cut him off from finishing, or that my voice was loud. I had spent years making sure others were happy with what I was doing, and I wasn't the reason for any of their troubles. Now I wanted to be better than that, for myself, instead of being
He smelled strong and musky. I could have drowned in his smell, but he pulled away when I started to choke. Once again, drool slipped from my mouth, sliding to my chest. He let me breathe for a few seconds before he once again started hip thrusting. I tried to grab onto his thighs, leaving my breast
RYAN'S POV,“What about you?” I asked her, and my voice was lower than I intended it to be. “What do you want?”The question hung in the room like smoke, spreading in every direction. It was visible, thick and heavy, but we couldn't touch it. We could only feel the suffocation it was causing, yet ne
RYAN'S POV,Ollie’s laughter rang like temple bells, sacred and pure, as I carried her on my shoulders. She tugged at my hair, squealing when I pretended to stumble, dramatically. For a moment, everything was simple—just me and my daughter. The heavy weight of the nation and numerous plots and consp
“President Ryan,” I said carefully, forcing myself to calm down and stay focused. “It was a mistake, I didn't want to harm her in any way.”He leaned forward on the desk, and the colour of his eyes changed to his wolf's when he looked at me.“A mistake is forgetting the papers in your house or in th







