Semua Bab Submission is Not My Style : Bab 101 - Bab 110

When Fury called Jack’s uncle the worst kind of monster, I’d shrugged it off. Told myself I wasn’t scared. Guess I was a damn fool. Even Jack had rarely spoken about him—and when he did, the way his jaw clenched every time was enough to tell me everything I needed to know. But I wanted to believe

“Fine,” I rasp at last, voice hoarse. “I’ll tell you. But why are you so obsessed with that necklace, anyway?” I squint against the harsh overhead light, trying and failing to see him clearly. All I can make out is a looming shadow pacing back and forth like a restless predator. “It’s just a stupid

Normally, it takes a solid four damn hours to reach the Alpha King’s palace—even at full speed. But today, somehow, my wolf, who's been whining and cursing me out since the second we left the Red Night Pack, managed to shave it down to three. Three hours. It’s insane. Three relentless hours of t

His gaze flicks up sharply. I don’t wait for him to speak. “He’s your royal messenger, isn’t he? He delivers your personal letters. That means he could pull something like this and make it look official.” The Alpha King squints, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “Your uncle doesn’t have access to my

It takes another three goddamn hours to reach the pack, and of course, my wolf never stops clawing at the inside of my chest—dragging us forward by the throat the entire time. He grows more restless and agitated with every passing minute, increasingly impatient and pissed off, though he still refuse