Semua Bab Alpha’s Little Plaything : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Draco’s PoV My eyes swet over Loriah’s body, thank the Goddess she was unharmed. Still in wolf form, I leaped toward her, reaching her quickly and nuzzling against her. Her wide eyes locked on me, and only then did I realize I was still in wolf form and covered in blood. She trembled as I shifted back into my human form—then she fainted. My father was still barking orders as I took Loriah in my arms and walked with her inside the house. "Draco!" He shouted, following me. His aura radiated from him. He was pissed, but his anger was but a fraction of mine right now. "Do you realize what could've happened? She doesn’t belong here. We need to call one of the witches to erase her memory of these events." He demanded. I snarled, making him freeze. "I think you've done enough, Father. Go!" "Draco, but..." "I said go, or Goddess help me I don't know what I would do to you." I clenched my jaw, fangs coming out again. "If something had happened to her, I would've never forgiven you!

Draco’s PoV I’ve been going over the pros and cons of my divorce with Leo and a group of his firm’s lawyers, and so far it has left me feeling more disheartened than reassured. After two hours, Leon and I were left alone as everyone else returned to their duties. “Marla’s lawyers are exploiting your relationship with Loriah, twisting it to fit the media’s narrative,” Leon remarked as he let out an exhausted breath. "Infidelity can win her favor with the judge." “The only thing Marla could squeeze out of me is a bigger alimony check. My father never transferred property under my name, and every other asset is shielded under an alias. Money isn’t my concern. Loriah is. I need to find out who’s so hell-bent on hurting her. Even if everything points back to Marla, she isn’t clever enough to orchestrate all this alone. Someone is backing her—and I intend to uncover who.” "What if that person is hellbent on you being with Marla, no matter what, since the beginning? First, your mate

Draco’s PoV Sister Nora intertwined her fingers as she stared at me and Leon. I told her everything, the rogue attacks, how Loriah was their target, and the urgency of her learning to defend herself. How she now knew what we were; werewolves, and had accepted me. It was time she knew she was one of us as well. “Very well, then. On the next full moon, I will unbind her wolf. She’s ready,” Sister Nora said. The thought filled me with joy—the full moon couldn’t come soon enough. “What about Brea?” Leon asked anxiously. “My dear boy, you need to win her heart and trust back first. I don’t know what you did to her, but my little girl is still deeply wounded.” Leon’s face fell. Whatever Brea is bitter about, even he doesn’t seem to know. One day he was over the moon because she’d agreed to be with him; a few days later, she was giving him the cold shoulder—and she’s stayed that way ever since. Loriah once told me her friend guards her heart with iron walls. Leon left looking cre

Draco’s PoV The days passed in a blur. Loriah’s commercial never made it to the Super Bowl halftime, but someone leaked it online, turning it into a trending topic for weeks. The stunt boosted Aria Nova’s sales without them having to compensate Loriah. Smart move, Magnus. If only Alpha Magnus knew that Loriah was his daughter. But I can’t trust him with the truth—at least, not yet. Luna Layla is aching to tell him, but I’ve asked her to give me time. Soon, I’ll uncover the one who’s been hurting our families… and when I do, there will be nowhere left for them to hide. At least Loriah and Luna Layla have been meeting in secret, unbeknownst to Alpha Magnus and Marla. I think it’s time Layla tells her the truth—that Loriah is her daughter. Especially now, with her wolf about to be unbound… it will be impossible for their wolves not to recognize the bond between them. That afternoon, after months of experts recovering surveillance footage from the day Loriah disappeared, we finally

Unknown POV I put on my mask before entering the room. I didn’t have to use a voice distortion artifact—she’s never met me—but the idiot who was in there with her just now had to use both the mask and the device. I turned on the lights. She squinted against the brightness, and when I looked at her, it felt as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over me. She was the living, breathing image of Layla at that age. It can’t be. She’s supposed to be dead. My eyes stayed fixed on her terrified face—the resemblance was uncanny. I couldn’t believe Magnus hadn’t realized it yet. Had he grown so used to Layla’s blond hair that he’d forgotten her natural red? The girl whimpered, and that’s when I noticed Marla’s friend standing too close, his hands hovering near her. “Let the girl be,” I snapped. “I brought her, didn’t I? I was promised a little fun,” he growled, irritated. “All in due time. Everything happens on my terms. Now leave us,” I ordered coldly. “So you want to go fi