Chapter 39

JACKLA The days blurred by in a lonely haze, and I never laid my eyes on Morano during the sunlit hours. The only time I actually felt his presence was in the dead of night, when the mattress dipped under his massive weight whenever he crawled into bed to sleep. And every single morning, long before my eyes could even flutter open, he was completely gone. Today was no different; his side of the sheets was already freezing cold, and he was nowhere to be found in the quiet room.Was he intentionally avoiding me?I tried to tell myself that I couldn't care less. These past few nights had been the most peaceful moments I had experienced since arriving here, and a part of me truly wished our arrangement could just stay like this forever. But as I swung my legs over the edge of the mattress, a small piece of folded paper on the bedside table caught my eye.I picked it up, unfolding it to find his sharp, elegant handwriting. Come down for breakfast at 9:00 AM sharp. Don’t keep me waiting

Chapter 40

JACKLA “You know I wasn’t in town for your wedding, so I apologize again, amore mio,” she purred. She called him that for the second time, and absolutely no one needed to translate that it literally meant my love.Another woman was calling my husband her love right in front of my face. Did she have any goddamn idea who I was?“Adriana, meet my wife, Jayla,” Morano said quietly. He kept his focus entirely on his plate, acting as if he hadn’t just casually introduced his new wife to a woman who was practically crawling all over him.Adriana pulled out a dining chair, sliding it inappropriately close to his side before sitting down. “So, how is life as a married man? How are the pack and the business? Fill me in on everything.” She waved a dismissive hand toward a nearby maid, who immediately scrambled over to start dishing out her food.Morano actually started talking, filling her in on his shipping businesses and pack territory. I sat there completely invisible to them, the rejection

Chapter 41

MORANOJackla was inside the private inner room with Priestess Yara while I sat alone in the quiet waiting area. Yara had bluntly asked me to join them, but my stubborn wife had instantly snapped back with a firm no, claiming she wouldn’t feel comfortable with me in the room. I scoffed under my breath at the fresh memory, my mind drifting right back to the dangerous stunt she had pulled at the breakfast table.Standing up to Adriana of all people was a death wish. I knew Adriana only held her tongue out of respect for my position, otherwise she would have lunged across the table and torn Jackla’s throat out.For the past few days, I had intentionally avoided Jackla. I had promised my own sanity that I would only speak to her when it was time to perform our marital duties, but she was ruthlessly pushing me straight to the edge. First, she had marched downstairs wearing that specific rosy pink dress—a dress I had personally bought years ago for Hazel. Seeing Jackla in it, with the f

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