Nicole*After getting ready, I waited for him to give me a compliment, as he always used to, but I didn’t receive anything.“You look handsome,” I said, helping him wear his coat. He wore a charcoal grey suit and a peach-colored shirt, matching my gown.“I had to. It’s my dad’s wedding,” he said, instead of saying what I wanted to hear. I raised my hand to close the button on his shirt, which showed a lot of his naked skin. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.“I will keep them open,”“Why? I meant you need to button your shirt to tie a tie around the collar."“No. I’m keeping it this way tonight because I won’t be wearing a tie. I want to show a part of my well-built body." He grinned and winked at me. It was funny for him, but I hated it. Not that I hated his look, but I hated that other females would be lucky to see his well-sculpted chest. “By the way, you shouldn’t have come there to the pool party and shooed every woman by telling them indirectly that you’re my wife."I glared at h

Nicole*The moment the door behind us closed, he pinned me against the wall and lunged at me like there was no tomorrow again. The tension between us started the moment he kissed me after exchanging rings. But somehow he controlled himself when I pushed him away. But the height of shamelessness crossed when he asked Dad and Aunt, ‘Would they mind if they left the party?’ and laughing at his words, they agreed.I, too, kissed him back with the same passion. Well, I am now good at it. Thanks to my mentor for that.‘I miss this so much,’ His voice rang in my mind. His intoxicating scent and taste were too much for me after seven days.‘Same here, Alpha,’ Before I knew it, I admitted it and gasped when he grabbed my ass, digging his finger into it.I moaned softly when he squeezed my breast with his other hand. Breaking the kiss, we looked at each other, panting.“Strip, my little omega,” he ordered, squeezing both my breast and ass for one last time before letting them go. I bit my lower

Nicole*I was almost out of budget after gifting Dad’s wedding gift. So, I was looking for a simple and affordable ring. I looked at Frederick for help, but he was busy choosing my ring. I bet he would choose something expensive.‘Don’t compare with his status. Let’s buy what we can afford. I bet he would cherish it.’ Anika said before adding, ‘We can gift him an expensive ring on our first anniversary. What do you say?’‘Better,’ I agreed and searched for more than four jewelry shops to buy one ring, and finally, after one and a half hours, I bought the ring for him. It was a simple gold band with a single white diamond.I looked at him and found him giving me a bored look.“What?”“I’m never coming with you shopping,” he muttered, shaking his head, on which I pouted.“I did this for you, and you’re complaining.” I said, turning the table, “I spend so much time just to get the best for you and...." I stopped speaking when he held his ear and smiled to convince me.“Okay. You're forgi

Felicity/Amelia*I controlled the tears from falling from my eyes while watching Massimo’s back. From the day he woke up from the coma, he was hell-bent on kicking me out of his life.I silently left the bed and then the room so that he wouldn’t get disturbed because of my sob, which was threatening to escape from my throat.I knew it was a tough moment for him. He lost his wolf, and then his brain wasn’t cooperating with him, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t see that it wasn’t easier for me too. Just because I was keeping strong in front of everyone, that didn’t mean that I didn’t want anyone besides me to say that ‘everything would be fine’.My lips quivered, and I broke into tears after reaching the terrace.‘You rejected me once, Massimo, and you’re repeating the history,’ I said to myself. ‘Why are you so adamant about pushing me away from you, Simo? Is this why you needed a second chance? So that you can push me away again?’‘What about your promises? Or do you make those promis

Massimo*‘She is joking. That can’t be true,’ I kept walking back and forth in the bedroom. I couldn’t digest that she had someone else in her life. ‘I can’t wait for tomorrow morning,’ I mumbled, leaving the room. I didn’t forget to take a gift for my princess; after all, she had kept her tooth under her pillow in the hope that the tooth fairy would visit her.I silently entered the pup’s room with a gift in my hand. I slipped my hand under her pillow and took out the tissue paper in which she had kept her tooth, placing her gift near her pillow. It contained a lot of hair clips. To be honest, I had no idea what I should get for her.So, I searched my room with the hope of finding something that I could give, and thankfully, I found hairclips, tape, and gift paper. I didn’t think much at that moment, but now I realize that those things weren’t in that place before.And I didn’t need to be told who could have placed those things in the room. I went towards the other side of the bed an