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Author: PINKMama
last update publish date: 2026-05-20 01:21:26

Vicky and I locked eyes, the heavy silence between us dripping with the unspoken hostility of two predators circling the same territory. The moment I stepped into my private rehearsal den, I let out a jagged breath, unlatching my ebony violin case to begin running my fingerboards.

Before I could draw the first note, Malik Arden slipped through the heavy oak door.

“You look like you're carrying a blood debt, Chika,” Malik murmured, leaning against the soundproof wall. “The Aston line’s little pr
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    "Negative," Vicky barked, jerking his collar straight as he readied his weapon. "My internal system will hit optimum operational temperature the moment the live rounds start flying."The manager dropped the matter, signaling the vanguard to advance into the mock kill-zone. After six hours of relentless tactical drills, the platoon was dismissed an hour ahead of schedule to guarantee maximum cellular recovery before the live theater initialized at dawn. I lingered in the shadows of the training deck, ensuring my frame was the absolute last to clear the grid.Standing completely isolated on the cavernous, dimly lit firing range, I stared down the empty target lanes, a rare pocket of total psychological stillness washing over my inner wolf. As the overhead lights began to cut out one by one, I stepped into the center lane, letting my frame experience the exact physical alignment required for a vanguard master.I brought my custom piece to eye level, my arms perfectly steady as I executed

  • To Marry a Monster   99

    "Report on the supply line ambush, Blackwell, because my units are currently holding the western ridge," Ronan barked into his secure encrypted headset, his fingers flicking through the deployment logs on his terminal.The Alpha heir was deep into calculating tactical resource sheets when my encrypted connection overrode his interface. Engrossed in analyzing a high-priority arms ledger from the northern borders, his thumb hovered over the ignore switch, entirely hostile to any external data breach interrupting his command routine. But as his silver tracking line mapped the incoming signature to my personal frequency, his posture shifted instantly into a tense, rigid line."State your operational objective, Chika," Ronan commanded, his voice dropping into a flat, simulated monotone that failed to hide the sudden acceleration of his heart monitor. He deliberately permitted the transmission to run through three complete diagnostic loops before authorizing the link. "Why is your vanguard

  • To Marry a Monster   98

    A knowing, professional smile touched Driscoll’s scarred mouth. "Since your core carries an intense biological current for his line, your next delivery will undoubtedly override whatever payload that shadow asset dropped at our gate."The moment the lieutenant concluded the transmission, he marked the sudden, rigid freezing of Lucien’s facial display. Curiosity spiked through Driscoll's processors as he tracked the complete system stall of the Alpha King. "Do not tell me your network lacks the basic data coordinates for his personal preferences," Driscoll muttered, his internal optimism taking a sharp hit. He had assumed the Sovereign held a complete file on his mate, but the dead silence in the room indicated a massive information gap. After all, Lucien Afolayan had spent his entire lifecycle operating as a weapon of mass enforcement, completely detached from the domestic requirements of other wolves, including his own.A dark shadow settled over Lucien’s features as his internal pro

  • To Marry a Monster   97

    "Keep your localized curses restricted to your own comms network, Bianca, because your signal is completely dead to my vanguard," I barked, pivoting away from his bleeding frame without throwing a single glance back into the red-soaked lounge.The boy unleashed a ragged, high-pitched scream behind my shoulder plates, a chaotic release of pure beta frustration that faded into the ventilation shafts as I cleared the security checkpoint. The absolute exhaustion I held toward the Whitmore bloodline had been compounding across multiple winter cycles; their treachery no longer registered as a system shock.I stepped through the armored threshold of the loading bay and immediately marked Lucien Afolayan parked near the rear flank of his ballistic transport. The Alpha King was lazily rolling a high-caliber round between his thick fingers, his silver eyes flicking toward my position with a sharp, possessive jerk of his chin. To my inner wolf, the gesture carried the humiliating weight of an al

  • To Marry a Monster   96

    "Your internal wolf is tracing the scars my teeth left on your throat, Chika, but the tracking data indicates a temporary systemic cease-fire is required," Lucien rasped, his cold silver eyes dropping to the strategic map laid out across his iron desk.I adjusted the tactical plate over my ribs, feeling the localized pressure change that signaled my male cycle was running its course. "The biological shift has initiated, Sovereign. I require a four-day lockdown on all physical training and sector patrols. Keep your vanguard clear of my private quarters."Lucien simply nodded, his thick fingers tapping a rhythm against his sidearm before he engaged the drive on his transport chair, executing a smooth pivot toward the surveillance monitors without launching his usual dominant aura.The unexpected concession left my processors hovering in absolute confusion. The puzzle pieces didn't lock together until my auditory sensors captured Driscoll whispering a frantic stream of casualty reports f

  • To Marry a Monster   95

    "Your pulse is spiking through your armor, Whitmore, and it’s throwing the whole cabin's frequency into red-line status," Lucien muttered, his heavy mechanical chair locking into the floor anchors of the armored transport as the hydraulic partition hissed shut behind us, isolating us from the driver's grid.I yanked my hand away from his grip, the cold iron of my wrist gauntlets scraping against his leather sleeve. "Do not monitor my diagnostics, Afolayan."Lucien retracted his palm, his scarred features going completely dead, though his silver pupils tracked the rapid rise and fall of my chest plates. "The border files are closed. There is zero tactical data linking my current operations to the Vale Syndicate."I slammed my fist against the reinforced ballistic window, my inner wolf clawing frantically at my throat. "You’ve repeated that exact defensive script across three different secure channels, Lucien! If your vanguard truly held zero residual attachment to that silver-haired vi

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