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He added indifferently, "Guess someone's gotten a little too high on their pedestal. If you had better time management, would this have happened?" With that, he led Anna inside the building. Exhausted, I picked up the scattered contracts and returned to my office. Later that evening, Ethan sent me a cupcake. It was one of the ones he bought for Anna this morning. It was dragon-fruit flavored, probably because Anna did not like it and he was giving me the leftovers. He did not even know I was allergic to dragon fruit. As Ethan feigned concern, I looked at him one last time and asked, "It's been seven years. Just once, have you ever thought about marrying me and taking responsibility?"

After that, I finally had a few days of peace. The energy of the full moon gradually faded, and the werewolves in the tribe also returned to human form. The air was filled with a faint smell of wolf and the aroma of herbs. But one noon, the maid suddenly handed me a letter, and her ears trembled slightly, like an alert wolf. "Luna Harper, here is your letter." I opened it in confusion, but found that it was written by Jonah. There was still a trace of werewolf on the letter paper, with the unique smell of Jonah's silver-gray hair.

What he did not tell me was that the gathering allowed plus-ones, but he did not mention it. I had not deleted Zia from my contacts, and when I woke up the next morning, I saw a video she had sent me. "Truth or Dare." Felix chose "Truth," and someone asked what his relationship with me was. "She’s just the girl next door." Everyone laughed and accused him of lying, telling him to take a drink. He pouted, annoyed, then answered again. "If it weren’t for using her as a stepping stone, who would bother with someone so dull and boring?"

It was dark and still when Lucas woke in his bedroom. The covers were like warm clouds, and he was engulfed. He didn’t want to get out of bed, but knew that he had quite the day ahead of him. After a few minutes of debating with himself, Lucas rose from his bed with the covers still wrapped around him and walked over to the window. This was a moment he wanted to soak in. He absorbed the chill radiating from the hard floor, and allowed the warmth of the covers to spread through his body. The sun was starting to peak up from the horizon, and the smell of coffee was looming from the automatic coffee maker in the kitchen. Lucas particularly enjoys sun rises more than sun sets, he believes the be

When I woke up, a text from Milton was waiting. [My mom is sick. Come to the house.] Milton was a moron, but his mom, Margaret Woodard, had always treated me like her own. Our parents were friends. Mine died young, and his parents took me in. Their care for me was real. But that text? It wasn't Milton's style. He never used punctuation. This had to be Cheryl, meddling with his phone and setting a trap, but I went anyway. At the Woodard Mansion, the door swung open, and a bucket of ice-cold water doused me from head to toe.

Chapter 111 -First Day At Work Alina’s POV The morning began softly, with sunlight slipping through the curtains and brushing against my face. I woke up earlier than usual, before Lucien even stirred. For the first time in a long while, I felt a spark of excitement in my chest. Today wasn’t just another day. Today was the start of something new , my first day at work.

What's taking him so long? A certain book attracts my eyes as I stare at it. It's You made my dawn. The sequel for Our dawn is hotter than day book. I was thinking of giving it to Christian. Seeing him reading the book earlier. But We are not that close for me to give him a book right? "Hey, Province girl still not done?" I look at Stone's annoy face as I grab the book and go to the counter.

Shutting her eyes, she reached out to the wall and… couldn’t touch it. She stumbled and fell on the ground, moving further than she was supposed to. The wall was supposed to be there. She ought to have fallen against the wall, but she tumbled farther onto the road. Leaden footsteps sounded down the street as she picked herself up from the ground. She turned back to see the wall that she had fallen through and touched her body to make sure she was still fine. Then she pinched herself. Nothing happened. This was happening. KEEP UP! She hurried after the leaden steps, running through the streets late at night, only realizing now that she had spent the whole day at the museum after killing the p

A werewolf only has one fated mate in their lifetime. But my Alpha husband Derek refused to acknowledge me. All because I was human. Six years ago, to be with him, I was forced to sign a humiliating breeding contract with the pack elders. Bear an heir within one year: receive ten million. Bear an heir within three years: receive three million. If no pregnancy occurred within six years, I could not interfere with my husband's affairs outside the marriage. Derek's eyes burned red as he roared at me: "Did you become my mate because of me, or because of the Thorn Pack's fortune?!" From that day on, to punish me, he deliberately brought his assistant Camilla to every event, doting on her ri

The memory burning. “I wish you'd just died that day when you were ten. I wish they never revived you.” And then there was what Daniela had said when she agreed to go out with him. "Adrian, you passed my test. Now I believe you're really over that deaf girl. You and me. A date." Every single sentence felt like a needle piercing straight through his chest, and the pain was bone-deep. Adrian's vision went dark, and his mind suddenly jumped to that day at the mall.