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Connor and Mia exchanged uneasy glances, their eyes flickering with a hint of discomfort. Breaking the silence, Laura waved at Mia and exclaimed, "Mia, you're here! Don't just stand at the door, come over." Forcing a smile, Mia reluctantly walked over to Laura. She placed the flowers in the nearby vase and turned to Laura, "How have you been feeling lately?" "I've been doing well. But, Mia, you seem a bit more tired than last time," Laura remarked, holding Mia's hand and scrutinizing her. "Is it due to the demands of your studies and work?"

I asked. Mom pulled a chair and sat beside me, holding my hand that was attached to the IV drips flat on the bed. I could see red on the tube, maybe my blood backflow, when I suddenly covered my eyes using that hand earlier, “Your Aunt Flora, or Elaine, however you want to call her, is taking care of her daughter, Laura. She is still unstable, but we expect her to recover soon. Nathan and Sebastian are managing the pack issues, rogues, and business collaboration…. I don’t know much about it. Maybe they can explain it to you later,” she giggled lightly.

In his hand, he flipped a set of marble stones, tossing them into the air, catching them again without even looking. “Is that really him?” one of the assistants whispered to her colleague. “He’s… hotter than I imagined,” the other murmured, peeking over a folder. But Miles didn’t care about the attention. He was used to it. He was on his way to meet his brother, Fred Nork, and that was when he saw her again. The girl that had bumpedninto him earlier, Ana. She walked quickly, almost like she wanted to disappear. Her face was lowered, her eyes fixed on the ground, clutching a pile of freshly folded napkins in her arms.

I clenched my fists, her insult still ringing in my ears. “By the way, who’s she?” I asked, breaking the silence. “Maya?” Laura’s tone was neutral, but I noticed her fingers tighten slightly on the steering wheel. “Yes,” I prompted. I needed to know. For some reason, I needed to understand. Laura sighed, her lips pressing into a thin line as her hands tightened on the steering wheel. “She’s… one of the Alpha’s flings,” she said carefully, her tone edged with something I couldn’t quite place.

She paused at the doorway, studying Livia silently for a moment before walking closer. “My Luna,” she said gently, “what troubles you this morning? You look as though you’ve left your soul somewhere far away.” Livia blinked and turned toward her, her lips parting but no words coming out at first. She looked back at the folded letter resting against her fingers, then let out a shaky breath. “Florita…” Florita hummed softly, lowering herself to sit beside Livia on the bed. “Talk to me.” Without hesitation, Livia held out the letter. “It’s from Aldus.”

Laura chuckled, dropping the hairband aside, " No worries! I have done nothing! You are just too pretty, Seraya." Laura stepped outside after a guard informed her that someone had come to see her. After Seraya was left alone, she was restless because of Axel. She was lucky to save him today but what about the next time? An idea crossed her mind. Tiptoeing to her cabinet, she brought out some papers and a pen to write down something. Then she came outside to find the new maid whom she was sharing in the same room. " I can't do this! The king will kill me if he finds out!", the maid named Flora was startled to hear that Seraya wanted her to send the letter into the dungeon. Seraya begged, sque

Even though Darryl was heavily injured and could not unleash the White Lily Cold Flame, the White Lily Cold Flame would automatically counterattack when he was attacked by other enchanted flames. Laura’s expressions changed upon his words. ‘How can I forget that he has the White Lily Cold Flame?’ “Okay, I have many other ways to torture you even without using the Hell Flame!” Laura coldly said before fishing out a whip from her body. The whip was glowing red and looked like a precious treasure.