All Chapters of Divorced, Now Mated To His Billionaire Uncle : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The news of rogue werewolves had spread to all supernatural beings in Northbridge City.The Nocturnal Order arranged patrols around the city to ensure no humans were harmed by the rogue werewolves. But if any humans were injured or killed, the Nocturnal Order would have no choice but to cover it up, claiming it was the work of robbers or wild dogs."I thought my life would be peaceful as long as I stayed away from the front lines," Darren groaned, complaining because, for the past two days, he had been going back and forth between the Nocturnal Order and human authorities to deal with the rogue werewolf situation.Since he was responsible for acting as the bridge between werewolves and humans, Darren had been working the hardest to resolve the crisis."You’re just handling papers and data." Monica rolled her eyes. "What’s so bad about that?""If it’s so easy, why don’t you do it instead?" Darren banged his head against the table, causing some papers to fall to th

"Good work today, Samantha." Abbie smiled brightly and patted my shoulder. "We should have dinner sometime." By 10 p.m., the show had finally wrapped up. The atmosphere on set completely shifted once the cameras were off—no more forced smiles, no more perfect posture. I finally allowed myself to relax, slouching slightly on the couch. "Of course! Just let me know when you’re free," I replied with a warm smile. "And thank you for making me feel so comfortable tonight. You’re an incredible host, Abbie." "Haha, you’re flattering me too much," Abbie chuckled, but her eyes softened. "I’m really glad you’re back in the industry, Samantha. I mean that sincerely." She gave my shoulder a reassuring pat. "I hope your journey from here on will be smooth." "Thank you." I offered her a warm smile. I had a feeling that if our relationship grew stronger from here, Abbie could be such a great ally. • • • I cracked my neck as soon as I left the studio. Even though I had only been sitting

I couldn’t stop smiling when I saw the stars in the sky. The waiters gradually filled our table with a variety of delicious food and fine wine. Under the table, I tapped my fingers, hesitating for a moment, wondering whether I should eat or not. Zephyr had ordered all these expensive dishes for me, so it would definitely seem rude if I didn’t touch my food at all. But I had already eaten a granola bar for dinner, and I didn’t want to overfill my stomach late at night. "Do you not like the food?" Zephyr asked when he noticed that I had barely touched my meal. I quickly came up with an excuse. "No, it’s not that. I already ate at the studio, so I’m not that hungry right now." Zephyr didn’t say anything for a moment, which made me feel relieved—at least I wouldn’t have to feel guilty about not eating. However, just as I was about to take a sip of wine, Zephyr dropped a bombshell. "But Ms. Chloe said you didn’t eat at the studio." My hand froze mid-air, and I held my breath. I hadn

Zephyr and I sat side by side on the couch, the warm glow of the fireplace casting soft shadows across the room. The fire crackled gently, the only sound breaking the silence between us. "You know, this place would be better if you had a TV," I said, finally speaking up. Zephyr let out a small sigh. "Yeah, I know. But since no one really comes here often, no one ever bothered to install one." I hummed in understanding, wrapping my hands around the warm cup of hot chocolate. "I guess I can’t blame you. Honestly, this place feels cozier without the noise of a TV." Still, the silence between us felt ... awkward. Now that I thought about it, this was probably the first time Zephyr and I were truly alone—well, aside from that one night. Most of the time, we saw each other at the office or at home, where there were always other people around. I had never really noticed how rare it was for us to have a moment like this. Not that I minded being around others, but it made me real

If that was the truth, didn’t that mean Zephyr was also going crazy because of our bond? "Zephyr, actually... I have these weird feelings about our relationship," I admitted, deciding to be honest. "The more you avoid me, the more uncomfortable I feel—even though I don’t understand why." No matter how much we tried to adapt to the modern world, we couldn’t escape what we were. Werewolves’ relationships weren’t like humans. Suppressing our instincts—desire, possessiveness, the pull of our bond—was unnatural. We couldn’t expect to have a real relationship without having sex or intimacy—because, at our core, we were still creatures of instinct. If we kept acting like business partners instead of true mates, all we would gain was frustration. Two months might not seem like much now, but what about a year? Two years? The feelings we kept shoving aside wouldn’t just disappear. We would bottle them up until eventually, something inside us snapped. And when an Alpha lost control, the