Donovan Rossi, the Lycan King of the Black Pearl Pack, was fuming. He paced back and forth in his private room, his mind consumed with anger and disappointment. He couldn't believe that his only son, Dante, had chosen to mate with Anna, a rankless wolf with no status or power within the pack.As a powerful dictator, Donovan had always believed in the importance of rank and status. He had worked tirelessly to maintain the pack's social hierarchy, and he couldn't accept that his own son would choose to be with someone who had no rank or power.Dante had always been a rebellious child, but Donovan had never expected him to go this far. The idea of Anna becoming the future Lycan Queen was unthinkable to him. How could he allow someone like her to rule beside his son and potentially threaten the pack's stability?Donovan knew that he had to do something. He couldn't let his son's foolish decision stand. He had to find a way to break them apart before it was too late.But for now, he had to
Donovan leaned forward, his eyes fixed on hers. "We need to find out everything we can about this Anna," he said. "Where she comes from, who her family is, everything. We need to prove to Dante that she's not who she says she is. We have to taint her image,” He leaned forward, fixing Darlyn with a calculating gaze. "We need to separate them. Break them up." Darlyn looked at him with surprise. "Separate them?" she repeated. "How?" Donovan smirked. "You'll seduce Dante," he said, watching as Darlyn's eyes widened in shock. "You'll make him see that you're the one he really wants. And then we'll frame Anna for cheating with him. It will be the perfect way to break them up." Darlyn scoffed, shaking her head. "That's impossible," she said. "Dante is colder than ice. He won't fall for something like that." Donovan raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?" he said, testing her. "Because if you're not up for the challenge, I could always find someone else who is." Darlyn bristled at the challen
ANNA I woke up to the sound of Dante's gentle voice, and as I opened my eyes, I saw him looking at me with a big grin on his face. It was a beautiful sight to see, and I couldn't help but smile back. "Good morning, beautiful," Dante said, his eyes still shining with happiness. "Good morning, handsome," I replied, still trying to wake up. Dante continued to smile at me, and I couldn't help but feel curious as to why he was so happy. I knew that it wasn't like him to wake up this early with such joy. "What made you so happy this morning?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. Dante's smile grew even wider as he replied, "My father wants to throw dinner for us later. He wants to get to know you better." My eyes widened in surprise, and I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Donovan was the Lycan King, and I had only met him briefly before. I didn't think he would be interested in getting to know me better. "Are you serious?" I asked, my heart racing with excitement. Dante nodded, his smile n
ANNA As we entered Donovan Rossi’s home, I couldn't help but feel a sudden rush of nervousness. I’m going to meet him again now. “Good evening, Lycan King,” I greeted him with lots of respect. But as soon as Donovan greeted us at the door with a warm smile, my nerves began to settle. He welcomed us both with open arms, and I could feel his genuine kindness radiating from him. Maybe he just really wanted to get to know me, and I began to feel more at ease. “You look very great today, Anna. Your dress and accessories really look good on you,” Donovan even complimented me on my appearance, and I felt a blush creeping up on my cheeks. I thanked him, feeling grateful for his warm reception. As we made our way to the dining room, I couldn't help but take in my surroundings. The room was grand, with a long wooden table and ornate chairs. The smell of food wafted through the air, making my stomach grumble in anticipation. As Dante and I walked towards the dining room, I felt his warm br
ANNA I felt her eyes scanning me from head to toe, and her words stung. "I didn't know you downgrade your preference, Dante. How come you replace me with a rankless poor wolf?" Her words echoed in my mind, and I felt my face flush with embarrassment and anger. I knew that Donovan Rossi, Dante's Alpha, had invited her over, but I was still angry that he hadn't told me beforehand. I tried to keep my composure. I could feel the tension between them, and I didn't know what to do. I couldn't swallow my food anymore, and I just pushed my plate away, feeling nauseous. I wanted to scream at Darlyn and defend myself, but I knew it would only make things worse. Instead, I took a deep breath and tried to ignore her presence as best as I could. However, her snide remarks and condescending attitude made it hard for me to concentrate on anything else. I couldn't believe it. Donovan Rossi had invited Darlyn, Dante's ex-fiancee, to dinner without telling us beforehand. I was angry and hurt that he
Dante took a deep breath as he approached the towering gates of Leonora Taylor's mansion. His heart was pounding, and his palms were sweaty. He had never been so nervous in his life. The thought of hurting Leonora, one of the kindest people he had ever met, made his stomach churn. But he had to do it. He had to tell her that there would be no wedding in the future. That he couldn't marry her daughter, Darlyn. That he had met someone else. Someone he loved more than anything else in the world. Anna White, the rankless wolf. The woman who had captured his heart and soul. Dante had tried to ignore his feelings for Anna, to deny the pull he felt towards her. He had been engaged to Darlyn, and he had thought he might love her. But then he met Anna, and everything changed. He had never believed in fate or destiny before, but with Anna, he knew that they were meant to be together. Dante Rossi pulled up to the towering gates of Leonora Taylor’s mansion, marveling at the grandeur of the pla
Leonora was surprised when Dante asked about Darlyn. She wondered why he didn't know where her daughter was. However, she decided not to dwell on it and instead focused on their plans for the library. She called for her housemaids to bring them snacks and led Dante to the room. Once they were settled in, Leonora asked Dante what was on his mind. "Leonora," he said, pulling away from her. "We need to talk." The smile faded from her face, and she looked at him with concern. "Is everything okay, Dante?" He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. "No, it's not. I need to tell you something, and I don't know how to say it." Leonora's expression grew serious. "Whatever it is, Dante, you can tell me." Dante took a deep breath and gathered his courage. He looked at Leonora and said, "I'm sorry. But I don't think I can marry your daughter." Leonora's eyes widened in shock, but she didn't seem angry. "What do you mean, Dante? You can't just break off the engagement like that." D
ANNA As I paced back and forth in the living room, I couldn't help but feel anxious. Dante had told me earlier that he was going to meet someone important today, but it was already dinner time and he wasn't answering my messages. I knew he could take care of himself, but my mind kept conjuring up all sorts of negative scenarios. What if he got into an accident? What if someone hurt him? What if he was kidnapped by some supernatural creature? I shook my head, trying to rid myself of these irrational thoughts, but they wouldn't go away. I didn't want to eat dinner alone. I always wanted to be with Dante. I wanted to eat beside him and have him tell me about his day. But now, as I sat at the table staring at my food, I couldn't even take a bite. I kept glancing at my phone, hoping for a message or a call from Dante. But there was nothing. Minutes later, I saw Dante's car pull up in front of the house. I immediately ran to him, feeling relieved but also annoyed. Why did he have to worry