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she explained and hearing that it was her mate himself that forbade her name from being mentioned, made me even more curious to know what could have gone wrong between them. “And why would he have done something like that? I thought they were mates,” I responded. “Of course, they were, but in my opinion, the alpha didn't deserve a woman like Lady Sharon,” Martha said, almost sounding like she was bitter about whatever the situation was. “What do you mean he didn't deserve her? Was she that bad?” I asked. “She? Bad? Luna Sharon is the one person in the world that I would say doesn't have a bad bone in her. It was the alpha that didn't deserve her, and she deserved so much better than what she

out of respect — after all, she was the grandmother of her children. “Are you just going to stand there?” Marta asked with a raised eyebrow, looking her up and down. Vangie glanced at her own appearance — wearing a short cotton pair of shorts and a loose tank top. The neckline hung low, showing a bit of her chest. Embarrassed, she pulled the fabric up and quickly sat on the single-seater chair nearby.

"Everyone knows Aria was just injured recently. There's no way she could recover this fast. We're definitely all going to get a taste of her charms, right? I heard she's especially wild in the Alpha's bed. Can't wait to see for myself." A warrior with scarred arms laughs crudely. "Damn! Never thought I'd have the chance to watch porn starring the Alpha heiress of Moonborn Pack and the Luna of Duskwalker Pack. She always acts so high and mighty. Really want to know what she's like behind closed doors." Another one licks his lips greedily. "The Alpha's so generous, willing to share his mate's videos with us. We'll follow you forever, Alpha!" The men exchange knowing looks as they glance toward

Or Hollow Moon. The Reyes line carried the Flame too. Sylvia hadn’t just feared the Matrons. She’d come from them. And she’d spent decades burying that part of herself. I turned the page. There she was. Sylvia. Younger. Barely 16 in the grainy image. Standing beside her mother, Selene, in front of a flame-etched altar. The caption read: "Flame Ritual – Unsanctioned. 4 Matrons present. Collapse followed 6 hours later. Alpha companion deceased. Daughter unharmed.”

Yet, here I am, pulling the dress over my head. "He's not pretending," I say, my voice muffled by the dress until my head pops through the neckline. "I know Jason. Better than anyone. What I saw in his eyes minutes ago . . . that wasn't pretense. He really, truly believes Irene is his mate. He does." The dress slides down my body, fitting perfectly around my wide hips. Susie steps in behind me, gathering the fabric of her own gown, and tugs up the zipper. She is practically gasping for breath by the time she clicks it into place at the top.

Agent Martinez saw herself as being chubby, but her chubbiness was shapely. She didn’t like her weight and no matter how many times she would try to lose weight, she would always gain it back. Agent Martinez didn’t see herself as being attractive because of her weight, but she was attractive. She wore her cappuccino brown hair in a large, curly afro style and she liked to wear cute plus-size halter tops that made her feel like a young woman. Whenever Agent Martinez would smile, her well-defined dimples would show up, complementing her creamy white teeth. Most often, she’d wear designer frames that would match the color of her earrings.

I wasn’t sure I was ready to see what was behind the door. Miles and looked at me and smiled mischievously. He grabbed the door handle and twisted it, then burst the door open without warning. I gasped loudly as I saw Dawn sitting on top of Mike, who was completely naked. “Ugh! Miles! What the fuck. Close the goddamn door!” Dawn exclaimed, completely disregarding me standing right in front of them. “Shit, Marina. I’m so sorry,” Mike said, but he had a smug look on his face.

"Nowhere, to be exact. I was just... admiring the paintings' magnificence." When I turned around, he was in his bathrobe, exposing some of his chest and well-built abs, and water was streaming from his body. He appeared to be a male lead from a manga. His skin appears shiny yet, when touched, I think it would have a rough roughness. Furthermore, Mr Martinez was not wearing a mask. I've never seen him without the mask since I moved into this place. This is also the first time I've seen his face.