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JANEHis touch on the nape of my neck made my heart beat faster. The warmth of his hand and the firmness with which he held me were making my knees almost give out, while my entire body seemed to be enveloped by Marius’s heat.I stared at him firmly, wishing he wouldn’t notice how much his more savage touch was affecting me. I wished he wouldn’t see in my eyes that I didn’t want him to let me go, that having his lips so close to mine was a temptation.“You have no right to do...” I stammered and tried to pull away from him. I couldn’t stay in his arms like that anymore, or all my plans to move on and forget him would come crashing down.Marius turned my body around and pressed me against the tree. To my surprise, he lifted me into his arms and practically forced me to wrap my legs around his waist.His eyes were the color of jasper, a dark and intense red like the stone, making me shudder in his arms. It wasn’t fair. How could he hold me like that and make my entire body ignite for hi

JANEMy entire body trembled with anger, and my legs moved on their own toward Tristan. In my mind, I saw images of Tristan lying to me and forcing me to lie to Marius. Marius’s eyes when he saw me wearing that disgusting collar, the way I had to look at him and say that I wanted to keep wearing it, that I wanted to continue being taken care of by Tristan.And all of that for what? For a grotesque lie, a cruel lie.I shoved Tristan against the wall as I screamed in fury, slapping and punching his face and head, trying to make him feel even a little pain. But even if I tore his limbs apart, his pain would never compare to mine.My heart burned with hatred and disappointment, while my throat grew dry and Tristan tried to grab my wrists.“Stop it! You’re crazy!” he exclaimed, holding my wrists.“Bastard! Scoundrel! Scoundrel! Liar!” I shouted, struggling against him hysterically.My hair was falling across my face, some of it sticking to my forehead as I continued thrashing against him,

JANEMarius’s words repeated themselves like an echo in my mind.He was still holding my hands and looking at me, his jasper-colored gaze firm and confident. He seemed completely certain of what he was saying.That male was willing to sacrifice his freedom for me so that I could find a home. Marius always surprised me because he was the toughest male I knew, but he had those soft moments when I looked at him and could see nothing but a kind heart."I don’t want that. That pack isn’t your place. You’re different from them..." I said with conviction.Marius took a deep breath and sat down on the bed. He lay beside me and turned toward me. His gaze remained fixed on mine as the male reached out and gently touched my face."I’m not that different from them. I’ve proven that to myself. Jane, you were right when you said I solve everything with violence. I can’t see any other way to solve things because I’ve always lived alone," he revealed.I blinked several times, trying to understand wha

ZEPHYRUS ELDRYNWhy did no one seem to care about the fact that, systematically and for years, females had been disappearing throughout the country?I wondered about that as I read the paperwork in front of me. An orphanage had been burned down and all the young females had disappeared, and my father, the king? He didn’t care."Just orphans," he would say. Who cares, right?Well, strangely enough, I did.I snorted and pushed the paperwork forward, leaned back in my leather chair, and closed my eyes as I massaged my temples.At that moment, the office door opened and Demetrius walked in, my twin brother.Demetrius glanced toward the papers, his emerald eyes staring at the paperwork. The male sighed and crossed his muscular arms over his chest. He was wearing a black jacket over a dark blue shirt. His sandy-colored hair was slightly damp; he must have just gotten out of the shower."Why do you waste your time on these pointless investigations, Zephyrus?" Demetrius asked, and I wasn’t su

JANEAs soon as I opened my eyes three days ago, the first thing I saw was the pastel-colored ceiling. I was tied to a bed, and the silver cuffs were burning my skin. I was gagged, and there was no point in trying to scream. I tried to free myself in every way I could, but besides being weaker than wolves who already had their wolves, there was also the fact that the silver made me even weaker.I kept trying until I was completely sweaty and exhausted. I tried to look around, only to discover that I was in a room with no personality whatsoever. There were no dressers, wardrobes, or portraits. The walls were painted in light, neutral colors, and there was only one window, which was closed.Only a narrow crack between the wooden shutters allowed me to know whether it was day or night.I tried in vain to get up, but I couldn’t, until the bedroom door opened and I couldn’t see who it was. Complete terror consumed me when I heard his footsteps getting closer and closer to the bed, until th