SLOANA’S P.O.V Pacing the walls of her room was not going to bring about any solution to her current dilemma. She should have known Rod was going to ask for more after her wedding party disaster. He was such a fool. She would destroy him if he tried to expose her. She had thought she could just use him and dump him but he was proving difficult. Saying he wanted more. But she did not want the likes of him, she liked her men docile and humble, begging as she crushed their pride. But Rod was trying to tame her instead and she would not have that. Damn that Alan for putting her in this position. If he had not played a fast one on her on her wedding night she would not have gone the extra length to put herself in the good graces of the public and Maska Zang by pacifying all of the Alphas that came to the pack. Rod however had been the only one that caught her interest, she had even been the first one to initiate sex. And he was proving difficult to be just a one-time sling A loud kn

Sophia vigorously brushed her hair, as if removing imaginary strands from her eyes. She knew her words had wounded him, but she needed him to see things from her perspective. It couldn't always revolve around him; he needed to consider her viewpoint as well. Her determination wavered, especially as tears welled up in his eyes. She couldn't believe she had made an Alpha cry. Alan pushed himself away from the table and stood up, looking around with bewilderment. He sniffed and said, "I suppose my love means nothing to you." "No, it doesn't," she replied before she could overthink it. She didn't want to; it pained her too. She could sense Mika snarling at her. The girl's mouth hung open in disbelief. She wouldn't understand, as she hadn't had her dreams torn away from her. She still had her whole life ahead of her, without dealing with a protruding stomach and relying on charity. Alan's unwavering gaze was fixed on her. "Come outside; let's discuss this," he urged, attempting to m

After expertly masking his scent, Alan stealthily left his house and headed towards Sloana's Mansion. Fortunately, she was not at home, which was a plus for him. He needed to thoroughly search the house for any incriminating devices. When he reached her passcode panel, Alan sighed, wondering why she bothered changing it. She was right under his thumb. The light bulb above the lobby had a CCTV camera installed, allowing him to see everything she did at her doorstep. Not that she knew that; she probably thought she was the smartest person alive. He began with her bedroom, finding nothing of repute except for her sex toys, which he quickly closed in a drawer. Whips and various other items hung luxuriously on her wall. He couldn't help but wonder who he had offended in a past life to be saddled with a woman like her in his fate. Leaving the room, he moved on to her basement, where he found more whips and a torture chamber, but nothing particularly surprising or out of the ordinary. He wa

Sophia groaned as she tried to lift herself off the bed. She had begun to notice some changes in her stomach. There were sharp pains, and they were getting more painful with each passing moment. In addition, there were thick veins lining it up. Overall, she felt so unattractive that she didn't even want to look at herself.She tried to lean on the bed's headrest but she only succeeded in scattering the items on top. Sophia thought of calling a servant but stopped herself just in time. She did

Maska Zang was furious, seething with anger. Alan had relocated him from the Zang Pack House to their temporary packhouse towards the outskirts of Zang City because they no longer knew who was colluding with Sloana. Maska Zang had searched for the Andas, but they had all vanished, leaving Alan to wonder how their escape had gone unnoticed. Sloana was meticulous, Alan had to give her that. She and Rod were currently untraceable. Maska Zang had deployed the entire guard force to search high and low for both of them. But Alan knew she would surface; he was certain of it. That's why the Luna Moon Festival had to proceed. Sloana was not one to stay away from what she thinks is rightfully hers. He needed to apprehend her personally, and he knew she wouldn't wait for fate to bring her to him; she'd come out on her own. The city had been placed under lockdown on Maska Zang's orders, much to Alan's relief. He didn't want her to hold any area hostage. Despite the ongoing media buzz about him