Oh, No! The Call Boy is My Alpha Mate! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"Oh, my God. Keep going, honey. Keep going. Oh, you really are my little whore. Now spread your legs wide. Ah, yes. That's it. Just like that." Emory Abernathy stopped in her tracks at the bedroom door when she heard repeated moans and a few inappropriate words. Her brow furrowed, and then she turned to see Fernanda Barrett—the Watcher of Zyranos Palace—standing behind her. "Does Alpha have a guest?" "Yes, Luna," Fernanda replied with an unreadable expression. Her face dropped slightly as she explained. "Alpha has had guests since you left the country a week ago." "Oh." Emory let out a short murmur. Then she took a deep breath as she turned. She walked through the connecting room and Fernanda hurriedly opened the door for her. They stepped outside. "You should have told me that Alpha was entertaining a guest. I nearly interrupted his fun." Fernanda was stunned, unable to speak. She could only hear Emory's words with the realization that she shouldn't be surprised. After all, this

It was certainly not a good day for Jaxon Rolf Forsythe—Alpha of the Gardeno Pack. There was a mountain of tasks and issues to deal with that day, both company and pack related.Jaxon arrived at the office in the morning to be greeted by a pile of financial reports and partnership agreements. His desk was cluttered, but what caught his eye were the first quarter sales reports and a new investment proposal from overseas partners.Jaxon studied the documents carefully before speaking to his secretary, Odile Elliot. "Set up a meeting with the board next week. I want to discuss the expansion plans.""Understood, sir," Odile replied promptly. She glanced down at the tablet in her hand before continuing, "There's some bad news regarding the wheat shipment to Asia. Pacific Ocean Freight is running into delays. Their ship is being held at the port of Singapore for a security inspection. If this isn't resolved soon, it could seriously affect our relations with our partners in Japan and South K

A thought briefly crossed Emory's mind, just a second after her consciousness returned—that this was the deepest, most restful sleep she had ever had. Relief flooded her chest, creating a sense of spaciousness that words like peace and tranquillity couldn't begin to describe. It was as if a drop of dew had fallen to moisten her long-parched heart, flooding it with an incredible coolness.A serene atmosphere settled around her. Comfort embraced her. Emory's body and soul felt light, as if she had grown wings that could take her anywhere. She was free, every chain that had bound her hands and feet was gone. She floated, carried on the breeze to the highest heavens.Emory thought she felt reborn. Positive energy flowed through her being, filling her with a vitality mirrored by her wolf spirit. They moved in perfect harmony, something she had never felt before. The rhythm of her wolf spirit matched the beat of her heart. They shared a breath and became one.The world felt more alive, more

"It seems that Emory is in a really bad mood," Myles muttered to himself, exhaling deeply. He continued to watch Emory's behaviour from a distance, his brow furrowed. "Look. She's even ignoring Fernanda and the others." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, his expression serious. "I wonder... what's really going on with Emory? Why has she become so frightening?"Unable to suppress his curiosity, Myles decided to investigate. He quietly followed Emory and her group into her office, but found nothing useful.Emory's office door was shut tight and Myles couldn't hear a word. Ironically, he'd forgotten a crucial detail. "Damn!" He closed his eyes dramatically and slapped his own forehead. "Emory's office is soundproof. Eavesdropping in here is pointless."Clicking his tongue, Myles walked away, but he wasn't about to give up on getting answers. Instead, he was sure the information would come to him sooner or later.Myles didn't have to wait long. After about fifteen minutes, the door to Emory

In the darkness, Emory felt adrift, tossed about with no control over herself. She had lost all sense of agency, completely at the mercy of a current that swept her back and forth without end.Emory was trapped. Her body felt heavy, slowly sinking into something cold and thick. There was nothing she could do. She was helpless, completely drained, with no energy left to fight.A shadow of despair began to creep in, its silent wave signalling a grim end for Emory. But suddenly flickers of light appeared everywhere, darting around like tiny stars struggling to pierce the darkness of emptiness.The light felt warm, if only for a moment, as if it wanted to remind Emory of something long forgotten. Faint glimmers flashed, like shadows darting at the edges of her consciousness. She saw happy faces, places that seemed familiar, and echoes of distant voices.But it all faded just as quickly, leaving Emory in a painful silence. She was stranded in an empty space where time seemed to stand still