All Chapters of Mr Billionaire Wolf Hunter Mustn't Know My True Form: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Huh, what did I just say?"No. That's not it. I misspoke."Ronan's brows furrowed deeply, forming a line across his forehead. "No. You didn't misspoke, and I certainly didn't mishear you, Alice. You just said, 'Yes, let's get marr—'"My hand flew up and pinched his lips. My fingertips felt icy and trembling slightly, in stark contrast to Ronan's warm breath against my skin. He frowned sharply, his eyes flashing with protest.However, before he could release my hand and demand an explanation, I covered his mouth with mine.Shit. Why was the only thing I could think about was kissing him?I nibbled on his lips with a little haste, then slowly slid my tongue in, trying to distract him completely. Unfortunately, when I opened my eyes slightly, Ronan was still staring straight at me, making my heart nearly leap out of my ribcage.I hastily closed those terrifying eyelids and deepened the kiss.As he tried to mumble something between kisses, I pressed harder, kissing him brutally, as if my

"Do you believe the rumor that the powder would only act as a poison if consumed by a werewolf?"My body froze in place. My eyes widened, staring at the marble pillar in front of me.It only reacts to werewolves?What does that mean?Wait, when the chef was caught, he drank the rest of his own poison and immediately convulsed, foaming at the mouth on the floor. If the powder only affects wolves, then why did the human chef convulse? Unless... he didn't drink the same poison. Or, there was another charade that night that I didn't know about.Damn it. What really happened?!"Ah, that was just a trick the chef pulled in the interrogation room," the second guard argued, exhaling a puff of cigarette smoke. "It could be that Miss Alice has a weak immune system, which is why she fell ill when she ingested that strange mixture. That doesn't necessarily prove the poison is specific to werewolves, does it?""Hm, so you really think she's not a werewolf?""Hey, did you forget? I was with Mr. Ron

This was the question that had been lingering on the tip of my tongue since yesterday. I was certain the crazy socialite would flip out the moment she heard the news of Ronan's wedding. Even though the ceremony was kept private, people in their social circle must have leaked it by now.Strangely, Diana hadn't made a single move. Her silence made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end."Diana?" Ronan's tone turned cold, laced with pure indifference. "She's probably busy securing her family's assets. All her tactics to corner me on the board of directors have backfired on her own company. She doesn't have the time or resources to interfere in our affairs anymore."I took a deep breath, a slight weight lifting from my chest at the thought that the woman wouldn't ruin my day. But I knew full well that a venomous snake's silence wasn't a sign of retreat; it was a sign she was waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I couldn't let my guard down."Right, and because of your crazy s

"Of course, Miss! Of course. Master will be very happy," Albus nodded enthusiastically.The doctor finally said his goodbyes, taking with him his promise not to reveal the news to Ronan.As soon as the door closed and the click of the lock echoed, my legs felt completely boneless. I slumped, falling onto the thick, carpeted floor. The air around me felt incredibly thin."Pregnant?" My hands crept up, gripping my chest so tightly that my nails dug into the fabric of my shirt. "I'm... having a child with Ronan? I'm carrying a Hunter's flesh and blood?"I wished I could rip open my own chest and sink my claws into the thick lump of fear that was choking my heart.If Ronan found out... if he knew my true identity while realizing his seed was growing inside a beast like me... what would he do? Lock me up in his underground? Dissect me to study the anatomy of this mutant pregnancy?I raised my face, staring out the glass window. The day was still bright; the afternoon sun was still hugging

Ronan's leather shoes pounded harshly against the marble floor of the mansion lobby. The echo of his heavy, hurried steps cut through the silence of the night, deliberately left to thud loudly as a proclamation of the storm he had brought home.The aura around him was as dark as soot. His jaw was clenched so tightly that the veins in his neck bulged, and his eyes flashed with a sharp, dangerous glint.Several servants froze at the sight. Seeing their master step in with a face as hard as granite and movements that radiated danger, one of the servants immediately cowered. He lowered his gaze, holding his breath tightly, afraid that even a single exhale would trigger an explosion.The other workers in the hallway hurriedly moved aside, pressing their backs against the wall. They glanced at each other without making a sound, their eyes flashing the same silent question: What is wrong with the Master today?Ronan walked straight to the elevator at the end of the east hallway. His knuckles