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Royal Secretary Ivor’s Point of View stillWith a heavy heart, I watched the Beta lead my woman out of the living room. His hand rested possessively on her arm, a clear claim that sent a jolt of irritation through me.Lilias glanced back at me, almost venomously, before she and the Beta stepped through the front door. I couldn't miss the way she then engaged him in lighthearted conversation. They seemed to be getting along, and it bothered me deeply. The Beta's earlier suspicion of her seemed to have vanished completely."Come on, let me show you the pack lands," I overheard him say, and Lilias responded with a cheerful, almost eager, tone. A powerful wave of longing washed over me, a fierce desire to pull her close, to breathe in her unique scent after these agonizing days without her. It was astonishing how quickly and profoundly attached I had become to her. The thought of her with someone else... it was a knife twisting in my gut."Iwan, shall we go to my parents' house now?" Arle

"Running into some trouble, Iwan?"The voice, laced with a hint of amusement, came from behind me, sending a jolt of pure adrenaline coursing through my veins. Every head turned towards the front door, where Beta Aren stood, his presence effortlessly dominating the space.He sauntered into the house of Arlette’s parents, with an aura of self-assuredness radiating from his every step and positioned himself with a casual air beside me. I craned my neck subtly, my gaze darting past his imposing frame, a silent search for Lilias. But she was nowhere in sight.Instinctively I pressed my hands deeper into my pockets, trying to maintain an impassive tone that belied the turmoil churning within."Something like that," I muttered, my gaze fixed on the floor for a moment. "Arlette’s parents don’t think I’m good enough for their daughter. Her father doubts the bond between us is real, and her mother has made it clear she wants me gone. Honestly, I can’t entirely blame them for feeling that way.

I took the swift ascent of the elevator, and within moments, I was on the main floor.One deep inhalation was all it took and Lilias’s intoxicating scent bloomed in my senses. I could easily picked it out from the mix of pack smells. She wasn't far, likely still in the Beta’s company, a thought that twisted something sharp and unpleasant in my gut.I instinctively followed the trail of her unique scent, my steps quickening with anticipation and a touch of unease, until I saw her. She was walking towards a secluded garden, where lilies in every imaginable shade, from the purest white to the deepest crimson, swayed gently in the caressing breeze, showcasing their delicate beauty.Then, she sat down under a covered alcove, the structure draped in the intertwining tendrils of climbing vines, creating a private, almost secret space. For a fleeting moment, she remained completely unaware of my approach, lost in her internal world. A knot of protectiveness tightened within me, a fierce desir

In the Silver Bow Pack…"Erico, you have to take responsibility for me. I'm six weeks pregnant."The handsome human with aristocratic features stopped abruptly, his body stiffening. Slowly, he turned towards the woman beside him, disbelief plastered across his face."Pregnant? How can that be? I'm human and you're a werewolf. Is that even possible?" he stammered, the words catching in his throat. It was painfully clear he had not anticipated this news, had not factored it into his plans at all. The woman noticed his distinct lack of enthusiasm and her expression twisted into fury. This was certainly not the reaction she had expected after Erico had consistently showered her with compliments and affection, always placed her at the very center of his attention.The man she now saw was the complete opposite of the person she had grown accustomed to."How can that be?! Erico, do you dare to ask me that?" she seethed, springing to her feet and standing before him, her stance threatening."

The embrace I exchanged with Amanda felt like reuniting with an old friend after years of separation. As our arms wrapped around each other, a surge of relief flooded through me, anchoring me in a moment of genuine comfort. Following my unsettling encounter with Lorainne, her familiar presence became a vital haven, a reassurance that amidst the chaos, trust and familiarity still endured."You haven't arrived in Silver Bow yet?" I asked, surprised.She had a full day's head start on me and should have been safe within my pack by now. Then, realization struck, she still had my letter for Andrea.Amanda shook her head wistfully, taking my hand with a firm grip. A dark shadow flickered across her expression, something between disgust and pity. My stomach tightened. Her demeanor was off, completely out of character.“Zela, I don’t know you that long,” she began softly, her voice measured. “But I felt an instant connection with you from the beginning.” The warmth in her tone made my chest a