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Chapter 1

Samantha. "I want a divorce." I declared as I threw the divorce papers straight at Rowan Fell’s face. My eyes were cold, and empty—like nothing in this world mattered to me anymore. And truly... nothing did. People in the café turned to stare at us, eager for the drama. Rowan leaned closer, a tight-lipped smile forming on his face. “What did you just say?” he asked in a low voice. “I said I want a divorce, you motherfucker!” I shouted. His expression darkened instantly, anger flashing in his eyes. “You can't be serious, Samantha. After everything I've done for you? You want to leave me?” “Done for me?” I scoffed. “All you’ve done is lie, cheat, and treat me like I’m fucking trash! I’m done, Rowan!” He didn’t take me seriously. Instead, he stood up and grabbed my hand roughly. “Enough. We are going home now!” His glare was sharp. “You are embarrassing me.” “Oh, you are embarrassed?” I yanked my hand free and slammed a stack of pictures onto the table. “But you didn’t lo

Chapter 2

Samantha. An hour later, a black SUV pulled up in front of me by the side of the road. When someone opened the back door, I saw him sitting inside. He wore a gray suit, his dark hair falling just above his eyes—slightly messy, yet perfectly styled. His sharp jawline made him look even more masculine, more dangerous. And then his gray eyes locked onto mine. My breath caught. He was handsome—no, not just handsome. The kind of man who made people want to kneel. “Come in.” His voice was firm, cold… but not hateful. Zephyr Lloyd. The alpha who rejected me five years ago. Rowan’s maternal uncle. “I didn’t expect you to come,” I said nervously as I slipped into the seat beside him. His assistant closed the door and remained outside, leaving the two of us alone. “Anyone would come if their mate suddenly asked to renew their bond,” Zephyr replied. No. That wasn’t true. Most alphas would block a rejected mate’s number without hesitation. “I’m sorry… maybe this is a m

Chapter 3

Samantha. I felt like I was standing on a thin line. One wrong step, and I would fall. I didn’t know if choosing Zephyr would make my life better… but I knew one thing for sure. If Rowan found me again, I would drown in misery. “I accept your condition.” I took a deep breath. “As long as you don’t hit me, I can endure living with you.” My life was already a mess. I wasn’t expecting anyone to fix it. “I will not hit you, Samantha,” Zephyr said firmly. I looked away. “Of course, you can’t.” Because of the blood oath. But what if he didn’t take it? I didn’t want to know. Some answers were worse than the fear. “Let’s take the blood oath,” Zephyr said, pulling a folding knife from his pocket. My eyes widened. “Now? Right here?” Before I could even prepare myself, he sliced his palm open. Blood dripped from his hand. “What are you waiting for?” he said. “Didn’t you say your ex-husband is looking for you right now?” I clenched my fist, forcing myself to stay steady.

Chapter 4

Samantha. My voice came out soft, breathless and seductive in a way I barely recognized. And it pushed Zephyr over the edge because he immediately tore my panties off and touched me, rubbing my wet heat. I threw my head back, my legs trembling as his thumb circled my clit while his fingers slid inside me. I was so wet I could feel it soaking the sheets beneath me. Without thinking, I spread my legs wider, exposing myself completely to him. “Please… please, Zephyr…” He only teased me more, smearing my slick arousal across my thighs. “Tell me,” he murmured, “what do you want, Samantha?” “I want you to fuck me.” My thoughts were hazy, clouded by his overwhelming scent. Everything about him—his touch, the way he explored my body... it made me forget Rowan entirely. As Zephyr stripped off his shirt and pants, my eyes traced over his muscular body, his broad shoulders… And then dropped lower. My breath caught almost instantly. Was that even normal? Rowan had been… averag

Chapter 5

Samantha. I woke up the next morning with soreness all over my body. I could barely even sit up straight in the car. Zephyr had been like a mad dog last night. Our mating didn’t end until midnight, and I was pretty sure I passed out right after my last orgasm. It had been the best sex of my life. But at what cost? At least he was responsible enough not to leave me sleeping covered in his cum. “I’m sorry for waking you so early,” Zephyr said. “I have to attend the Pack’s monthly meeting this morning, and I thought it would be safer if you came with me.” Rowan couldn’t track me anymore, but staying alone in the hotel wasn’t exactly safe either. The meeting was being held at Silver Claw Manor—Zephyr’s residence. I had never been there before, but I had heard enough. Grand. Luxurious. The kind of place other packs envied. Under different circumstances, I would have been excited. But my situation… It wasn’t that simple. Even though we hadn’t registered anything off

Chapter 6

Samantha. I covered Darren’s mouth in panic. There were no people nearby, but I was afraid his voice would attract attention. “This is not as bad as it looks,” I said quickly. He pulled my hand away and stepped back, running a hand through his hair as if trying to process everything. “You’re not hallucinating, Darren,” Zephyr finally said. “I’ll explain everything during the meeting, so don’t make a scene now.” Darren stared at him in disbelief. “How can I not make a scene about this?” he groaned. “I thought our father’s scandal—marrying two mates—was bad enough. But you… damn it, Zephyr!” “She’s my fated mate,” Zephyr said calmly. “I only claimed what was mine.” “But she’s married!” Darren snapped, avoiding mentioning Rowan directly. “We have a moral code now, don’t we? We don’t claim someone who’s already been marked.” We weren’t animals anymore. At least, that was what they believed. Darren let out a frustrated growl. “This is infidelity, Zephyr.” My teeth clenc

Chapter 7

Eleanor’s words hit like cold water being poured over Zephyr’s head. She sneered at him—and at me—her gaze filled with disgust. I tightened my grip on the chair. I had expected this. From the Lloyd family. From the Silver Claw Pack. But that didn’t mean I could accept being painted as some wicked woman. “We’re not ruining anyone’s life,” I said, forcing my voice steady despite the weight in my chest. “If you want to throw dirt at someone, throw it at my husband.” Eleanor’s eyes widened, a low growl escaping her throat. If she didn’t hold herself back, she might have lunged at me. “What did you—” I cut her off. “My former mate, Rowan, abused me. Mentally. Physically.” I inhaled deeply. “You may not see the wounds anymore… but I have proof.” The room fell silent. Completely. The kind of silence where even a pin dropping would echo. This wasn’t something to joke about. Since adapting to modern life, the supernatural organization—the Nocturnal Ordeal—had become strict abou

Chapter 8

Everyone in the room seemed to be thinking the same thing, yet no one spoke. Because in the end… Neither Zephyr nor I had done anything wrong. I had been abused. And he helped me. It might have looked strange— But it wasn’t wrong. Darren was the first to break the silence. “Then the situation is clear,” he said. “But something like this won’t stay hidden for long.” “I have no intention of hiding it,” I replied firmly. “Let my ex-husband find out.” Zephyr Lloyd was too influential to keep something like this a secret. And as for me… My name still carried weight among humans because of my past in the entertainment industry. Rowan would find out eventually. Better sooner than later. “You heard her,” Zephyr said. “Inform the other packs that I’ve chosen my mate.” Eleanor scoffed. “Ridiculous. You’re only ruining this family’s reputation further.” Zephyr shrugged. “What reputation? It was already ruined by my father. I’m just continuing his legacy.” Darren pressed his lip

Chapter 9

I was so tired that I accidentally fell asleep in Zephyr’s arms. The worst part? He didn’t even wake me up or carry me to his bedroom. When I finally woke up, it was already a new day. I rubbed my temple as I slowly opened my eyes, feeling slightly dizzy from sleeping too long. The unfamiliar surroundings immediately caught my attention, and I sat up abruptly. My gaze swept across the room. It was large. Luxurious. Decorated in shades of black and silver. Then I noticed it. The scent. Cedarwood. My heart skipped a beat. Zephyr’s pheromone. I lowered my head and inhaled the scent lingering on the sheets and blanket. My cheeks burned. I felt like a complete pervert. And yet… His scent made me feel safe. Comfortable. So much so that I didn’t want to leave the room at all. Knock. Knock. I flinched at the sudden sound. I didn’t want to get out of bed. But this wasn’t my house. I couldn’t be rude. Reluctantly, I wrapped the blanket around myself and walked toward

Chapter 10

I was taken aback by the sudden question. The little girl smiled broadly at me, looking absolutely adorable with a big orange bow in her hair. “Ashley! Don’t be so rude!” her mother, Layla, scolded gently. She placed a hand on Ashley’s shoulder and made her sit properly. “I’m so sorry, Samantha. She’s been dying to meet you since yesterday.” Instead of feeling offended, I waved at Ashley and gave her a soft smile. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, Ashley.” The last time I saw her was at my wedding—she had only been a year old. And now… She was already this lively, adorable child. “Mommy, she waved at me!” Ashley bounced excitedly in her seat, her joy so pure that it made me wonder why she was this happy just to see me. “I’m sorry,” Layla added with a smile. “She’s been your fan ever since she saw your movie The Little Angels. It airs every holiday.” “She really loves Ms. Williams.” “Really?” I couldn’t help but smile at Ashley. “That movie came out nine years ago.

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