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The Harem Of Snakes.

LUCAI stood in the foyer while the early light streamed in.My head felt heavy, my skull tight from a night of zero sleep and too many thoughts of Ivy, Aria and my children.Beside me, Dr. Brian was giving instructions to the medicine practitioner—a woman with hands that looked like they’d spent decades kneading life back into tired muscles."She’s the best for therapeutic massage," I said, my voice sounding like it had been dragged through gravel.I didn't look up at Aria. Not after the way she’d looked at me last night—like I was a stranger she’d finally stopped trying to understand. "The kids need their circulation stimulated. They’ll be in good hands. Go to work, Aria. Do whatever it is you think you need to do."I was giving her the freedom she wanted, but it felt like a hollow victory. I was only clearing her path so I could go walk mine—straight back to the hospital to deal with my guilt."I’ll be back as soon as the surgery is over," I added, my hand gripping the door handle.

The Finger print

ARIAThe breakroom was usually a place of mindless chatter and the smell of burnt coffee. Today, it was going to be an execution ground.I stood by the large communal table, my hands resting on the edge.Serge had done his part—mostly because he was terrified I’d blow his career sky-high—and called the floor together. About thirty people were crammed in there, leaning against the counters or standing awkwardly by the vending machines.I could smell everyone's nerves and all the different scents in the room.My wolf was pacing inside, her claws scraping against my ribs. She wanted to bite and tear the truth out of someone's throat."I’m sure you’re all wondering why I’m not upstairs at my new desk," I started firmly, cutting through the low murmurs.I didn't care that they thought I was a "harem" girl. Hell with the promotion!I scanned the room, locking eyes with everyone I could."Yesterday, my children—my twin—were rushed to the hospital. It was a nightmare. They were struggling to

The Stormbourne Shadow

LUCAI walked through the glass doors with Chairman Gilroy and a trail of executives who looked like they were marching to a funeral. Gilroy was hovering near me, his usual "big boss" energy replaced by a frantic need to please.My skin was prickling as my wolf was pacing, his nose tilted toward the vents. He sensed that Aria was pissed.We rounded the corner near the breakroom, and the scene was a total train wreck. A woman—Hannah—was a sobbing mess on the floor, and the rest of the staff were huddled like sheep waiting for a wolf to pick one off.And then there was Aria.She stood in the center of the chaos, her spine as rigid as a steel beam. She looked magnificent and terrifying in the same time."What on earth is happening here?" Gilroy barked, his voice echoing off the high ceilings.The staff scrambled. Serge, looking like he’d aged ten years in ten minutes, tried to stammer out an explanation, but Gary stepped forward first. The lead security head didn't hesitate. He moved dir

The Price Of A Secret

ARIAThe general manager’s office felt like a glass cage. Outside, the entire floor was still buzzing, a hive of workers peering through the blinds to get a glimpse of the "Secretary turned Madam." Inside, the air conditioning hummed, but it didn't do a damn thing to cool the heat radiating off my skin.I sat on the leather sofa, my bag clutched in my lap like a shield. Luca didn't sit in the armchair across from me. No, he sat right next to me.I could feel the warmth of his thigh pressing against mine, the underlying musk of a dominant Alpha, clogging my senses. He draped an arm across the back of the sofa, his fingers grazing my shoulder in a way that looked perfectly affectionate to anyone watching.He acted like he was being sweet, but to me, it felt like he was putting his seal on me."You're shaking," he murmured, leaning in so close his breath tickled my ear."I'm pissed, Luca. There’s a difference," I snapped, keeping my voice low so the suits huddled by the desk wouldn't hea

The Wolf's Mercy

ARIAThe door to the General Manager’s office hadn’t even fully latched before the air shifted.Hannah had been ushered out like a ghost of a bad memory, but the room still felt crowded. Especially with Luca still standing way too close, his heat radiating through my blazer.Manager Serge was still there, standing by the mahogany desk. He was sweating—not the normal kind of "it’s hot in here", but the kind of "I’m watching my life flash before my eyes". He kept wiping his palms on his trousers, his eyes darting between me and Luca."Manager Serge," Luca said, his voice dropping that "doting husband" act and turning into something sharp and surgical. "Stay. We aren’t done."I felt my stomach tighten. I knew that tone. It was the tone Luca used right before he tore someone’s throat out—metaphorically or otherwise.Vice President Fergus stepped forward, holding a sleek tablet. He didn't look at Serge; he looked at Luca, waiting for a nod. When he got it, he cleared his throat."We’ve don

The Ghost Of Us

ARIAThe transfer order sat on my desk like a ticking bomb.Vice President Fergus had sent it over ten minutes after the office had cleared out. It was official, stamped, and completely unasked for: Aria Stormbourne—Reassigned to Executive Suite 1. Immediate effect.I didn’t even sit down. I grabbed the paper, marched straight past the whispering interns, and shoved the door to Fergus’s office open. He was mid-conversation with Luca, who was leaning against the mahogany desk like he owned the building—which, effectively, he did."I’m not moving," I said, dropping the paper onto Fergus’s desk.Fergus blinked, looking like a deer caught in high-beams. "Aria—Mrs. Stormbourne—it’s for your own safety. After the... incident with the breakroom, the Executive Suite offers much better security. Closer to Mr. Stormbourne’s oversight.""I don't need 'oversight,'" I snapped, crossing my arms. "I have a job here. I have a team. I’m not moving into a gilded cage just because things got a little me

The Bitter Taste Of Duty

LUCAMy phone wouldn't stop screaming. The vibration in my palm felt like a direct insult after the standoff I’d just had with Aria.I watched her—back stiff, eyes cold—and felt my wolf pacing behind my ribs, wanting to howl at the distance between us.I stepped out into the hallway and snapped the phone open. "What?""She’s awake." Rowan’s voice was strained, the clinical hum of a hospital ward echoing in the background. "Ivy’s out of surgery. The first thing she did was start screaming for you, Alpha. She’s... she’s hysterical. The doctors are worried about her blood pressure."I felt a surge of pure, unadulterated loathing. Not for the sick woman, but for the chains she’d wrapped around my life. "And?""And she won't settle," Rowan sighed. "She says if you don't come, she’ll—""She’ll what, Rowan? Die? Again?" I leaned my forehead against the cool glass of the corridor window, watching the tiny people on the street below. "I’m done. I told her the surgery was the last thing I was p

The Gilded Wall.

LUCABeside me, Aria was a statue of pure defiance, her scent—usually a soft, inviting citrus—now sharp and bitter with resentment.I watched her out of the corner of my eye, my wolf pacing a restless circle in my mind. He didn't like the silence and the distance.Her phone buzzed, breaking the tension. She snatched it up like it was a lifeline."Nova? Hey," she said, her voice instantly softening. It stung. She hadn't used that tone with me in months.I leaned back, trying to look like I wasn't eavesdropping, but as a shifter, "eavesdropping" was just a polite word for existing. I could hear Nova’s frantic voice through the receiver, asking about the breast milk incident at the office."It’s okay, it’s handled," Aria murmured, picking at a loose thread on her skirt. "The person responsible is gone. No, really, Nova. It’s over. Look, more importantly... have you seen any new listings? Yeah, two bedrooms. Near the park would be great. I need to get moving as soon as the pups are 100%."

The Weight Of The Bloodline

LUCAEvery time I stepped into this wing, I felt like the walls were closing in, a cage built of old debts and Castemont expectations.Sarah Castemont walked beside me. She didn't speak, but her silence was heavy with the kind of judgment only a matriarch could wield.We reached Room 402. Sarah pushed the door open without knocking.Ivy was propped up against the pillows, her face ashened. The moment she saw me, her wide, glassy, and red-rimmed eyes fixed on mine. It wasn't the look of a lover. It was the look of a drowning person grabbing for an anchor."Luca," she breathed a jagged whisper.I stayed by the door. I didn't want to get closer. Her grief was everywhere in the room, but it felt like she was putting on a show. "Sarah said you weren't eating.""How can I eat?" Ivy’s voice broke, and the tears started instantly. They tracked down her pale cheeks. "Every time I close my eyes, I feel the emptiness. My baby, Luca. My little boy..."I felt a coldness settle in my gut. This was

The Price Of A Key.

ARIAThe afternoon sun was bleeding through the blinds. I blinked, my head fuzzy from a nap I hadn't intended to take. The pups were finally quiet—tucked into their beds after a morning of high-energy chaos that only two recovering little wolves could produce.My phone buzzed on the coffee table, vibrating against a half-empty mug of cold tea.Tasha [3:42 PM]: Girl, you won’t believe it. Serge is out.Tasha [3:43 PM]: Resigned. Cleaned his desk in ten minutes and bolted. Security had to practically push him into the elevator.I sat up, the sleep-fog clearing instantly. Resigned? Serge was a leech; he was the type to cling to a title until someone pried his cold, dead fingers off the nameplate.Aria: Seriously? Just like that?Tasha: Guess his fiancée’s dad has more pull than we thought. Or maybe he just couldn't handle the "vibe" anymore. Anyway, the VP is looking for a temp replacement. Office is actually... peaceful? Weird.I leaned back, my heart doing a strange little thud. With S

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