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Harley’s P.O.V.I woke up to the slow rise and fall of Carlos’s chest beneath my cheek, his warmth cocooning me in a way no blanket ever could. My fingers unconsciously traced the lines of his muscles, the steady beat of his heart grounding me.He stirred, his arm tightening around me as his lips brushed against my forehead. “Good morning.” He murmured, his voice deep and gravelly with sleep.I savored the sound of his groggy tone stripped of alpha authority and supernatural sharpness. It was just him, my love, the simple man behind the strong walls he had built around him. The moments like this were rare, but whenever I got to see the real him, my soul swayed with happiness. I stayed quiet, not wanting to break the moment, as it always took him a second to slip back into the guarded Alpha Carlos everyone else saw. It was my silent wish that he would speak more, letting me enjoy this peace.However, he shifted suddenly, tilting his head towards me. His brows frowned with worry as he

Harley’s P.O.V.The iciness of that voice froze everyone in the store for a second, charging the air with suffocating tension. My heart raced, and I spun towards the voice, confirming my deepest dreads.There he was!Lucian Laynox!He strode into the boutique flanked by two men in sharp suits who looked more like sentinels than guards. The world seemed to shrink around him, the silk-draped mannequins and glittering chandeliers dimming the shadows of his commanding presence.Lucian stepped between me and the so-called manager, his broad shoulders eclipsing her completely. His voice was ice when he spoke again.“You are fired, Miss Loretta. Effective immediately.”He tilted his head, a cruel smile playing on his lips. “I can’t let your ugly face ruin my store’s image.”Loretta stiffened, though her eyes flickered nervously at the guards. “Y-You can’t fire me. Mr. Laynox.” She snapped, clinging to the last shred of her authority. “Swans belong to Mr. Veyron, not to you. You don’t have th

Harley’s P.O.V.Grafburg? What kind of name was this?As I wasn’t familiar with vampire cities, Carlos’s hometown felt weird. It was strange that towns were named like this in 2025.However, Carlos’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing into dark slits as he snapped at Lucian.“No. We aren’t going anywhere.”“What?” Lucian stood up. His voice thundered in the room. “You won’t come? What do you do then? Stay here and hide your relationship like a crime?”He stepped forward, each word heavy with authority. “You are nothing but a brat, Carlos. A boy who runs from the adult world, creating a little fantasy land to nurse his childishness.”Carlos’s nostrils flared, fury flashing in his eyes. His wolf and vampire energy mingled, a dangerous aura that made the air pulse.“I didn’t invite you to my fantasy land,” he bit out, his voice low and cutting. “You could have stayed in your adult world.”The defiance behind his words struck like a slap. Lucian’s expressions hardened, his eyes narrowing i