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This morning’s breakfast has never been unnervingly awkward, but I’m living for the drama. It’s only a rare occasion that I got the chance to slap Juliet with words. Though I hope I can one day let her taste the strength of my hands with one swift slap. I eyed Juliet as I gave her a simple nod, one that would say ‘I’m not interested in debating to the likes of you, bitch.’ She seemed to read from my expression as she placed a hand on top of Alpha Cain. “Anastasia is a virgin, Alpha,” she purred. “I’m surprised you allowed her to be a candidate.”

She then looked at her Father and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this? I didn't say anything wrong." Hunter said, "You are right. The girl you are calling a bitch who is running around for money is actually Anastasia William, the famous model and the sole heir to a vast fortune. No one knows how much money she actually owns, but she owns so much money that even if she spends her entire life with both hands, her money won't decrease by a single cent.

Angelina said, the Lady standing in front of her is a goddess of beauty, she looked so damn beautiful, that she felt, she would faint, and she felt low of herself. "Awwww, now I see why my brother is already smitten by you, well well, my name is Loretta Knight, the last Lady in the family of king Nehu, king of Jupiter, am a princess, making Xavier Knight, to be the next king in the planet Jupiter"

In the Bratva world, watching your back was an unspoken rule. Anastasia waited for me in her office, and as I entered, she approached, greeting me with a kiss on the back of my hand. Anastasia Volkov, Mikhail's daughter, was an intriguing blend of grace and intensity. Her eyes held a certain depth, a silent storm that mirrored the tumultuous world she hailed from. Long, flowing locks framed a face that carried the weight of her lineage, a mixture of beauty and the unmistakable mark of the Volkov legacy. Her presence was both enigmatic and commanding, a testament to the resilience cultivated in the shadows of powerful bloodlines.

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

"Should it? I've never heard your name before. I think you're mistaken. I was expelled years ago by the Silver Tribe, and I can't shift anymore. I'm just a useless and powerless human, that's why I don't know who you are. Are you satisfied?" "How strange. Your wolf says otherwise; she's still there inside you, just asleep for too long. Well, it's a pity you don't know who I am, but I know who you are, Anastasia Jason. You live in the European continent, 25 years old, with three children. You're a successful businesswoman with worldwide companies and owner of oncology hospitals and specialty clinics. Your youngest son, Elián, died from lung cancer at the age of two because he didn't receive e

I wouldn't be immune to it until my Luna ceremony. "You are MINE!" He carried on with his rant. "You are mine to use, mine to abuse, mine to kill, do you understand?" I carefully nodded, fighting the tears that wanted to stream down my face. "I will NOT put ip with you being disrespectful, Beta's daughter or not. Do you understand me Anastazie?" He all but growled into my ear. I nodded again but something shocked me, how did he know who I was? Better yet how did he know my name? Almost like he read my mind he chuckled.

He came and knelt. ''Train with me''. He was hesitant to, but he later agreed. We sparred for a few minutes, using the new techniques and moves I learnt from the soldiers training, to defeat him. Although it wasn't easy, because surprisingly, he was good. Breathing heavily, I asked him, ''What's your name''? ''Adrian, Your Majesty. I'm a part of the recruits'' He said, answering my next question. I shook my head. He was good. I sent him back to his post and went for a walk in the garden. I loves the sunflowers. They reminded me of Anita.

Logan agreed, nose flaring at the scent change. “There is still a lot we need to know about you,” Leo said, his face now more serious. Anastasia turned to look at him, slightly taken aback by how good he looked up close. Her omega was dying. The eyes were so captivating, and his lips were perfectly shaped. Even his nose was perfect. How did he manage to bag two of these otherworldly alphas? “Your hair,” Logan said simply. He clearly wasn’t a man of many words. “I am a white wolf as you can tell,” Anastasia nervously explained. “All I know is that I am very fertile and can heal faster than most.”

" Yes, she is your mate. But I don't know where or what family she belongs. I'm just worried to you , to us. What if their pack attack us because you kidnapped her." I can't understand what they are saying. Whose being kidnapped? What is that mate about? The pack? " But mom, Anastasia is my mate . It doesn't matter what family she has. She belongs only to me." I immediately got up when I heard my name. I looked around, the interior designs were different, the cabinet was different, the window was different, and the paint color was different. Everything was unfamiliar to me because it is not my room. I tried to think about what was going on. How I got to this place? Who's that people outside?