บททั้งหมดของ Ruthless Obsession: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

MARIS EVERLEIGH POV"You cannot keep letting those cubs run wild during the shift-lesson, Miss Everleigh!"The harsh voice of the Pack Council Education Court observer echoed off the stone walls of the Young Wolf Learning Hall. Maris Everleigh clenched her teeth, forcing a polite bow as the elder stormed out into the Silverpine Residential Quarter.Taking over the Young-Cub Tutor position at the Mooncrest Cub Academy in the middle of the seasonal cycle was a complete nightmare. The young cubs had worshipped Mrs. Hettie Wren before she mated into an outer territory and left. Maris was only twenty-two, and her wolf was small, sleek, and quiet. To the council, she looked more like an unbonded pack apprentice than a lead tutor. She had dreamed of teaching advanced lore at the Moon Archive, but this open appointment was her only way to earn pack credits and stay in Silverpine Town.The short walk down Wolfpine Roads to Everleigh Cottage felt endlessly exhausting. All Maris wanted was to st

EAMON WHITLOCK POV"You are telling me I could pull twelve thousand in gold coin in a single moon cycle just by letting elite pack-females stroke and pleasure my length?" Eamon Whitlock growls, staring down at the thick document in his calloused hands.Coralie Vane reaches out, her manicured claws sliding over the front of his leather breeches, feeling the heavy, rigid length straining beneath the material. "Your wolf's endurance is your greatest asset, Alpha. I would not pitch this contract if I thought you would lose control and spill your seed at the first hint of a female's scent."She steps closer, her violet scent flaring in the quiet den. "I know this crosses every line you were raised to respect. But Pippa needs medicine, and the Pack Council Education Court is threatening to seize the Whitlock Wolf Den if your back taxes are not paid by the full moon. This is fast gold. Give me what I want for free, and I will handle your arrangements."Coralie drops to her knees on the stone

EAMON WHITLOCK POV"Sure," Eamon Whitlock growls, grabbing the iron restraints from the side table and pulling Verena Ashcombe’s wrists together above her head.The heavy metal locks snap shut over her delicate skin. She lets her arms fall back against the plush furs of the Pack Guest Lodge, completely helpless."Are you sure you want these clamps fastened to your flesh?" Eamon asks, his dark green eyes tracking the rise and fall of her chest."Yes, please," Verena breathes, her scent spiking with intense anticipation. "And if you could strike my breasts and yank those off right as my wolf reaches its peak?"Eamon shrugs, his expression cold and professional. "Which peak? Your wolf is going to surge multiple times tonight."He fastens the small iron clamps to her nipples, the thin chain resting against her bare skin."Whichever you prefer, Alpha," Verena whispers, her voice dropping into a submissive tone that drives a fresh surge of blood straight to Eamon's cock.He aligns his heavy

MARIS EVERLEIGH POV"I need to reach Alpha Whitlock," Maris Everleigh says, wiping down the edge of her oak desk inside the Young Wolf Learning Hall. "I am going to send an official summons for him to meet me here at the Mooncrest Cub Academy. I want to discuss Pippa's advanced rune-reading scores, and I genuinely believe she belongs in the Gifted Bloodline Program."Ismay Calder leans against the chalk-board frame, nodding thoughtfully. "It makes sense. The cub carries herself with the grace of an elder wolf.""And while he is sitting across from me in my hall," Maris continues, her cheeks warming slightly, "I might test the waters to see if his heart is open to a younger female. Nothing foolish, just a subtle shift in conversation to see if he is attached to anyone in Silverpine Town."Ismay rubs her chin, eyeing her skeptically. "I do not know, Maris. Using an official pack-cub evaluation to gauge a Lone Pack Father's interest seems a bit reckless.""Pippa truly possesses exception

MARIS EVERLEIGH POV"You look like a female who just tricked an Alpha into breaking his own rules," Ismay Calder says, leaning against the polished stone desk in the Moon Archive and sliding another leather-bound pack registry into the carved cabinet. "I have not seen that look on your face since you passed your senior tutor trials.""I did not trick anyone," Maris replies, smoothing down the front of her embroidered tunic and keeping her tone perfectly even. "I simply extended a formal invitation to Alpha Eamon Whitlock to discuss Pippa's advanced cub placement. It is completely routine.""Routine?" Ismay snorts, narrowing her eyes as she taps a stack of parchment against the desk. "You are talking about Eamon Whitlock, the most guarded Lone Pack Father in the Silverpine Residential Quarter. He does not even attend council dinners, yet you somehow convinced him to meet you at the Moonfang Fairgrounds?""He agrees that Pippa needs a structured path forward," Maris says, pulling her li