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★★★ FERAL FURY PACK ★★★Luna Lovett was bustling about the palace, overseeing the final preparations for Vladimir's wedding. The grandeur of the palace was breathtaking, adorned in the finest decorations. Lush garlands of white roses and lilies draped over the archways, their fragrant blooms filling the air with a heady scent. Crystal chandeliers glittered like stars above, casting a warm, ethereal glow over the scene. Elegant silk drapes in shades of ivory and gold hung from the walls, adding to the opulent atmosphere. The grand hall where the ceremony would take place was a sight to behold. A long, white carpet lined with rose petals stretched from the entrance to the altar, where a magnificent floral arrangement served as the backdrop for the vows. Chairs were arranged in perfect rows, each adorned with delicate ribbons and tiny bouquets.Despite the splendor, Luna's heart was heavy. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. Vladimir had refused to explain

Isabella arrived at the Bloody Sinners Clan with a cold air of authority, her presence commanding attention from the moment she stepped out of the car. Mobsters and clan members alike greeted her with a mixture of respect and curiosity, but she brushed them off, her mind focused on one thing: asserting her place beside Lucifer. She refused to acknowledge the small crowd that had gathered, her eyes set on the grand mansion that loomed before her.Dragging her bags behind her, Isabella made her way to Lucifer's chambers. The ornate doors were locked, a barrier that immediately kindled her frustration. She knocked, her impatience growing with each passing second. Finally, the door creaked open, revealing Lucifer standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable."Lucifer," she greeted, trying to maintain her composure, "let me in. I need to unpack."But instead of stepping aside, Lucifer remained where he was, his gaze cold and distant. "You can stay in the guest room," he said flatly,

**Flashback...**The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the bustling city. Damon’s phone buzzed in his pocket as he wrapped up a meeting at the company. He pulled it out, glancing at the screen. It was a call from his older brother, Aiden. Damon immediately felt a rush of excitement. It had been a while since they’d had one of their secret escapes from the company. Whenever the stress of running the family business became too overwhelming, Damon, Aiden, and Lucifer would sneak away to an unfinished building on the outskirts of town. It was their sanctuary, a place where they could forget about their responsibilities, even if just for a little while."Hey, Aiden," Damon answered, already heading toward the elevator. "Are we doing this now?""Yeah," Aiden's voice came through, a hint of a smile in his tone. "Meet me at the spot. Lucifer’s already on his way."Damon grinned. "On my way."He quickly informed his assistant to handle things in his absence, then bol

April wiped the sweat from her brow, trying to ignore the growing unease in her stomach. She was in the kitchen, helping Lydia prepare for the upcoming evening meal. The clattering of pots and the savory aroma of cooking filled the room, but all she could focus on was the wave of dizziness that suddenly washed over her. She gripped the edge of the counter, hoping the feeling would pass, but instead, it intensified. Her stomach churned, and she felt a sudden urge to retch. Panic flared up within her—she couldn’t be sick, not now, not here. Lydia was only a few steps away, stirring a pot with her back turned to April. The last thing April wanted was to draw attention to herself. She couldn’t let Lydia know something was wrong.Forcing a smile onto her face, April cleared her throat. "Lydia," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "I just remembered I need to... um... check on something in the quarters. I’ll be right back, okay?"Lydia turned around, her e

April stayed curled up on her bed, the tears drying on her cheeks as she stared blankly at the wall. Hours passed, but she felt no sense of time, lost in the numbness that had settled over her. The weight of the secret she now carried was crushing, and the pain of knowing that the father of her child would kill them both if he found out made her feel hollow inside. Eventually, she forced herself to move, rising from her bed like a ghost. Her body felt heavy, her movements slow and mechanical as she made her way out of the slave quarters. Her face was pale, her eyes vacant, more a shadow of a person than the lively young woman she once was. She needed to clean up the mess she had made outside Lucifer's chambers, to avoid drawing any more attention to herself.When she reached the spot where the tray had fallen, she knelt down and began to pick up the pieces, her hands trembling as she gathered the broken dishes. She grabbed a broom and a rag to clean up the food and spilled drink, her