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She held her cheek, tears rolling down as she looked at me with terror.Looking at her now, I realized she was too beautiful. How did she manage to crawl her way here?I thought I'd already given orders that they weren't to recruit any maids who were exceptionally attractive, but what exactly was she doing here trying to seduce my husband?Ah... no wonder she's acting cocky. Darrell must have been smiling at her."So you're the one?" I said in an accusing voice. "You're that little slut who's been trying to seduce my husband."Her eyes widened in genuine shock. "What?""You're the little whore who's been slinking around, batting your eyelashes at him."I could see her already trembling, fear gripping every inch of her body. "N-no. I swear it's not me. I... I've never even spoken to the Supreme Alpha or even dream of that.""Do you think I'll believe that?” I smirked. “ And I'm sure you already know the punishment for adulteresses, so I'll make sure…."Before I could finish, she quick

*****EMMA'S POV*****The towering gates of the Supreme Alpha's mansion loomed before me like the jaws of some ancient beast, ready to swallow me whole and I could hear my own heart beating faster as if I was about to enter into a lion den.My left hand clenched into a white-knuckled fist while my right hand gripped the handle of my box so tightly I could feel the indentations pressing into my palm. Never in my wildest nightmares had I imagined I'd willingly step foot in this mansion again. Not after leaving with a broken heart. Not after he welcomed her into what should have been our home.These walls held too many ghosts, too many memories that I'd spent years trying to bury. Yet here I stood, like a moth drawn to the very flame that had already burned me once."Yes! Finally!" Ayla squealed in my mind, her excitement making my temples throb. "I can't believe we're back here. Back to our rightful home."Home? Is she for real right now?I pressed my fingers to my forehead, feeling a

******CARMEN'S POV******“I love you," he whispered against my neck, his breath warm and familiar as he slowly slid into me.My fingers dug into his back as I arched beneath him, pressing my body tighter against his, my toes curling into the sheets.But just as I parted my lips to whisper his name, a faint sound cut through the walls of our bedroom. My breath hitched, and I froze, every muscle in my body tensing."Stop," I murmured, placing a hand against his chest.Liam immediately stilled, his dark eyes searching my face with concern. "What's wrong, sweetheart?”I held my breath, trying to listen more to the sound that I thought I had heard just now."Did you hear that?" I whispered."Hear what?" Liam's brow furrowed."I… I thought I heard Hailey crying," I said, although I wasn't sure since I couldn't hear it again."In the middle of the night?" he asked, drawing in a deep breath like he was trying not to sigh. "Well, I didn’t hear anything. And if she's really crying, it's probabl

*****DARELL’S POV*****"Last night was absolutely incredible, my love, and I hope you also enjoyed every bit of it. Thank you for such wonderful memories; I will cherish every moment of it. Ah, and by the time you are seeing this message, I won't be by your side anymore. But trust me, it will only be for a short while. I promise I'll be back in nine months with our precious little bundle of joy. I can't wait for you to meet our baby. Until then, think of me every day– Forever yours, Amaya."Anger filled me, and I felt my blood boiling as I crumpled the paper in my fist.That sly bitch! How dare she trick me?I should have trusted my gut when she suddenly agreed to sign the divorce papers and acted all innocent. I can't believe I let her fool me again.Darrell, how could you be so stupid.In anger, I used my arm to sweep everything across the surface of the dressing mirror, sending bottles of cologne, lotion, and everything else crashing to the floor in a symphony of destruction.The

But as soon as I opened the door and stepped inside Angela's room, the smile on my face died like a candle snuffed out by the cold wind. I stood there frozen as I watched the scene before me. There was Angela, who was supposed to be writhing in her wolf form with the sacred Mark of blazing silver upon her forehead, sleeping peacefully. Her chest rose and fell in the gentle rhythm of deep slumber, her brown hair spread across the pillow like a mockery of a halo. And to make it more worse, she was... snoring. Angela was snoring? "She must be exhausted from the process," Issy whispered beside me, but her voice carried uncertainty. "Exhausted?" I repeated, the word tasting like ash in my mouth. I shook my head as I knew that this was definitely beyond exhaustion. This….this feel exactly like twenty eight years again. As this feeling was just like that day. The day when it was taken from me. I moved closer to my daughter with predatory grace, my wolf Nyx growling uneasily