로그인Sarah POVThe moment Dante carried me into the bedroom, the air between us shifted from warm affection to something hotter, heavier. He set me down on the edge of the bed, his hands already sliding under my blouse, palms rough and warm against my skin. I pulled him down into a deep kiss, tongues tangling with urgent need. The stress of the day melted away as his mouth claimed mine, hungry and demanding.He stripped me slowly, reverently, kissing every inch of skin he uncovered. When my bra fell away, his mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard enough to make me arch and moan. His fingers found my other breast, pinching and rolling until I was panting. I tugged at his shirt, desperate to feel his bare chest against mine. The moment it was off, I ran my hands over the hard planes of his muscles, nails scraping lightly down his abs.Dante growled low in his throat and pushed me back onto the mattress. He knelt between my thighs, spreading them wide. His mouth descended on my pussy
Dante:Sarah and I stepped into my apartment, and the familiar quiet wrapped around us like a blanket. The day had been long and heavy, but having Sarah here made the weight feel a little easier to carry. I closed the door behind us and immediately helped her settle into the living room. I guided her to the comfortable couch, fluffing a pillow behind her back and pulling a soft throw blanket over her legs.“Sarah, you have to sit and relax,” I told her gently. “You’ve had a long day too.”She smiled up at me, tired but warm. “I came to take care of you tonight. Let me cook something for you, at least.”I shook my head before she could stand. “No. Change of plans. I’ll do the cooking. You rest.”Sarah frowned, already starting to rise. “But I insisted on treating you to dinner. You’ve been through enough today… you need to let me cook,” she argued.I placed a hand on her shoulder, easing her back down. “Cooking will help me relax. Knowing I’m doing it for you… that’s exactly what I nee
Sarah POV:I sat at my desk in the sales department, reviewing reports while my eyes kept drifting toward the entrance. I kind of missed Valerie and helping out, but duty called.The moment I entered the office, I noticed something was off. People were staring—not the usual curious office glances, but pointed looks, whispers behind hands, and quick averts of eyes whenever someone thought I might notice.Then Dante walked in.Handsome as ever, the shift in the room was immediate. Many heads turned, and a few of our colleagues leaned closer to each other, murmuring. One woman near the water dispenser actually stopped mid-sentence when he passed.Dante moved through it all with his usual calm confidence, briefcase in hand, tie perfectly knotted. He didn’t seem to notice the attention—or if he did, he gave no sign. He settled behind his desk across the aisle from mine, already pulling out files and powering up his laptop. His brow was furrowed, shoulders tight with preoccupation. He hadn’
Vincenzo:Once the elders’ investigation started, I stood in the study of our estate, arms crossed, watching the live feeds from the council chambers.Lorenzo walked behind me, his jaw tight. Valentino leaned against the wall, his eyes hard. The media had been relentless. Every major outlet released detailed reports on the evidence we had provided—human flesh shipments, hybrid experiments, and the missing people whose disappearances had been blamed on strange monsters.The trials were short and brutal. The pack demanded justice, and the council delivered.Guilty on all charges.The sentencing of the elders came three days later—public execution.A perfect punishment.My brothers and I watched it unfold on every screen. The elders were led out in chains to the central square of the pack, surrounded by thousands of members. Everyone came to witness how the very people they had once looked up to were dragged out like dogs.The silver-haired elder, who had smiled at the camera during his
Chapter 18Valerie Mary Storm:I watched Sarah’s car disappear down the long driveway the other day. A small ache settled in my chest, because Sarah was someone who had become more than just a friend , she is a sister.. She helped in redecoration, and most importantly, reminding me that I wasn't in this new chapter entirely alone.“I’m really going to miss you,” I said , hugging her tightly by the front door. Her voice had cracked just a little, but she’d smiled through it. Sarah had laughed softly, squeezing me back. “You’ll be fine, Val. You’ve got your mom with you now, and this beautiful big house. Call me if you need anything……..anything at all.” Then she was gone, off to her new job in the perfume company. Making me miss her presence.Lately, I noticed some strange habits since living with my mother and helping her around. Once I had to rush to her room when I heard her shouting.“This is unacceptable. The floors are supposed to be spotless every second . Look at this
Dante:Security protocol demanded that I be checked thoroughly with machines and devices to detect any trace of bugs or new incisions. It took hours before the procedure was over and I was finally free to go to the mansion.I arrived in the team’s car. The mansion security team that had picked me up from my last location dropped me off. I gave them a short nod as I entered the mansion. I knew I had a lot of questions to answer—some I had no answers to.The two guards at the entrance of the study that Lorenzo and his brothers shared greeted me with a short nod, which I ignored. I walked through the door they had immediately opened upon seeing me.I stood a few feet away from the mahogany desk where Lorenzo was sitting. He raised his head to meet my gaze.“You look like shit.”I sighed.“I was looking a lot more horrible when the guys picked me up,” I said.“What exactly happened?” he asked.He stood up, walked over to the bucket of ice where he kept his drinks, removed two clean glasse
SerahI woke to sunlight stabbing through the curtains like judgment. My body felt borrowed—every muscle singing with the memory of last night. How many times had he made me come? How many ways had that barely-legal mouth begged while he ruined me?Too many. Far too many for a woman who should know
Valeria Mary StormValentino let out a low, satisfied rumble. His knot pulsed again inside me, another thick spurt of cum making me whimper and clench around him.“She’s still knotted full of me,” he said, one big hand sliding down to spread my ass cheeks wider, showing Lorenzo the way my stretched
Valentino Drakvolk My fists clenched tight on my lap, knuckles whitening as the air in the room thickened with raw tension. The three of us sat there—me, Vincenzo, and the impulsive Lorenzo—each of us riding the edge of the mate bond like it was a goddamn whip cracking against our skin. Fuck, Vale
Valeria Mary stormI finished telling Serah the whole story—every raw, humiliating, exhilarating detail.From catching James buried inside another man, to the rain-soaked drive, the club, the moment three glowing-eyed alphas surrounded me and growled “mate” in perfect unison, to the way they claime







