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I say shaking my head. “Anything you want to talk about?” Heather asks watching me closely. Heather is about three years younger than me and already mated. She moved here when she was fourteen to live with her human Grandmother who lives in a small cottage on our territory. Her life has been affected by this curse just as much if not more than any of us. She takes my hand and leads me over to the couch pulling me down to sit beside her. “Are you having problems with Quinn?” I shake my head staring at her mate mark. It is a very unusual one and so are the matching ones of her mates. We think it is because of Heather’s witch bloodline from her Mom’s side. When she notices me staring at her mar

Alpha Sawyer shook his head pitifully as he looked at me. "That's not possible!" Nicholas glared at me for a few seconds. "Alpha Sawyer, you and your people are not going to conduct a hearing for a deluded woman. She is clearly deluded, can't you see it?" As he used the word, I felt like hitting him and biting his ear off. "She's not deluded. She seemed to be more sound than most of the women I have met in my life." Alpha Sawyer chuckled as if he were mocking Nicholas. "When is the hearing?" Nicholas asked after he had calmed his nerves. "Who are the witnesses, how many are they?"

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

Maxwell scoffed at his friend’s reminder. “Isn’t Alexander engaged to that heiress who sleeps around with Fairfield?” asked Maxwell, rolling his eyes. “Yes. I’ve heard she is now interested in an acting career as well. Fairfield is casting her in his own production,” informed Nicholas. “Can she act at all?” laughed Maxwell. “I’m sure that’s all she actually can do,” chuckled Nicholas.

The same ping of regret I felt as she walked out of that diner tries to creep up on me but I make sure to smother it as soon as it catches up, because this is not the time to get soft. Like a real ice princess, even if melted around the edges, Katerina sits on the sofa next to her friend, nodding to the lawyers and the priest, whose name I keep forgetting and apologises to them for being late, blaming it all on her jet lag and the fact she’s still a bit off centre after the climate change and the long flight yesterday.

Every cell in my body is thrumming with the need to see her, to confirm she is unharmed, to look directly into her eyes and feel Thor settle. ‘So that is why you were calmer after we landed. You could feel her close.’ ‘I suppose so.’ Thor gives a wolfish equivalent of a shrug, though his energy is coiled tight and ready to explode. As we approach the front doors, a car pulls into one of the parking spaces. Nicholas steps out. “How did we not know she was here?” Nicholas demands, his voice low, sharp. “According to Zach, she was invited onto the covert course they are running this summer.”

“Cry, single ladies and young misses. The well-known CEO Christopher Dixon, the most eligible and well-positioned bachelor in Forbes Magazine's rankings, is no longer single. His heart found an owner, who he kept hidden until we discovered the reason for this attitude. The owner of his heart is Saphira Green, a 27-year-old who started working as Christopher's PA at Dreams Came True, Advertising Inc. last year.

“Good thing we worked on your accent and body language. Now it’s time for you to step into your position as CEO of ABC Companies, under the Sullivan Empire.” I took the documents, narrowing my eyes at him. “I thought I told Father I wanted to keep a low profile. Why is he giving me this role so suddenly?” Lucas slipped his hands back into his pockets, his gaze unreadable. “The Duke believes you need this now. Besides, your identity will stay hidden. That’s why I gave you those files. Inside, you’ll find a list of trusted board members who know the truth—you’re the CEO of ABC. They’re all international executives under the Scott Empire. Yana is included. She’ll serve as your assistant.”

“I was the one who called your university, Katerina, and I was the one who made all the payments and transactions based on Nathan’s orders. Do you really believe that I would want to harm you in any way? Fucks sake, the man is your husband and whatever you’re getting from him is your right to have…” “And that is why everyone here sees me as a bloody gold digger” I snapped as tears fell from my eyes. Us standing out on the sidewalk only made passerby neighbors look at us. However, neither one of them dared to look twice after earning glares from Carter “you can withdraw whatever you or Nathan paid, I don’t care, I don’t want this…”

The woman raised her voice on me. "Stop, Gretchen." Mr. Bertrand stood up from his seat and walked towards me. "What's your name again, young lady?" "Dorothy, sir." "Dorothy, I want you to meet my wife, Gretchen." He introduced me to the woman I bumped into. So I was right. She is the mother of the Young Master. They indeed have similarities. Mr. Bertrand pointed the two who were sitting at the couch so they stood up. "That's Charmaine Heather, the lady's maid. She's the one who helps my wife dress, do her hair, and generally to look after my wife in any way that was needed." He pointed the lady who's just the same age as me.