Novel & Cerita Lord Wetherby Bridgerton

Emily Warner I was depressed. I haven’t gotten out of my bed for two days now. Going to sleep knowing that no man is attracted to me and that I am unlovable is now calming to me. I was ashamed, all my friends were in a happy relationship. I was happy for all of them but I hated how jealous I was. I just found out that Elizabeth and Victoria were pregnant, there is something going on with Danika and Jake, lastly Landon was also invested in a girl.

In a sudden surge of raw alpha rage, his large hand shoots out and seizes my left wrist in a vise-like, bruising grip, forcing hot words through his clenched teeth: "Who gave your pathetic wolf the absolute audacity to pull this stunt on my stage?" I let out a soft, mocking laugh, effortlessly extracting my wrist from his tight grasp with a quick, smooth twist. "Mr. Hudson, please preserve what little alpha dignity remains to your name tonight. I am already a fully married male. My husband, Seth Adebayo, stands proud as the most powerful, wealthiest warlord in all of Valoria Ridge—far superior to your weak pack in every single measure imaginable. My wolf harbors absolutely no desire to trade

He turned his attention back to me, his eyes flickering with a seriousness that was new and urgent, which I could hardly understand why. “You, girl, are you from the River Tay?” the anxiousness and urgency made the hair on my arms and on the back of my neck stand on end. I met his eyes and from the flicker of black within his irises, I could tell he was an Alpha, hence why he dared stare me down. I met his gaze; I would not be intimidated by this foul beast. My aura was stronger than an America werewolf, as was my rank. I saw his eyes begin to change to a deep yellow, his wolf daring me, feeling threatened by my aura. Yet I refused to yield, this man was nothing to me and I felt Aurora growl

Then I wouldn't have to scramble for the right words to comfort my wolf. A knock sounded on the door. Beatrice looked at me as if to tell me to tuck in my weakness–my tears. Before she opened the door, I drew the curtains closed. “Lady Bertha wants her in the Alpha's chamber now,” one of the maids that walked in informed. “First of all, she's not ‘her’ , she's Luna Aria. And secondly, this is supposed to be her wedding night meaning the Alpha is supposed to come to her chambers…”

His face had firm lines that showed strength and firmness, but his eyes held a mysterious depth. The black hair that fell around his face was matched with a skin color that resembled a bright moon on a night. A perfect combination. Though of course, so my husbands was more handsome. I bowed my head and shook my head softly to snap myself out of my trance. I was with my coworkers, but my mind was on my husbands. Remember Ruby, one of them has betrayed you! "My son, Theron Blackwell, is addressing you, Luna." Alpha Lycos looked at me with warmth and a smile blooming on his lips. I returned the smile and then turned to Mr. Theron, ah no, shouldn't I call him Alpha Theron?

' he thought, looking at the woman giggling like a child. " Having fun ?!! " Clara froze when she heard that voice coming from behind Glory. All the hair on her body stood up. "He, he is coming from behind you" she managed to inform Glory. Earlier, Glory paid all the maids in the house but they did not know if he actually recognized Ella. Glory didn't need any reminders, since she was already feeling the oppressive aura coming from behind her. Just what type of wolf did this little rabbit get married to? She wondered, looking at her friend who was equally trembling.

Beatrice leapt forward and pointed at my face, an angry expression as if she wished she could send me away immediately. "Do you know who you're pointing at?" Ethan's voice was cold. "You are disrespectful to Lady Esther Joan. She is Sir Dominic Arnold's fiancée." Ethan had just finished speaking when Beatrice immediately changed her face, she looked at me like she couldn't believe it. Everyone who was waiting for the conversation was also surprised to the point of not moving.

I whispered as I touched his hard chest. SO THIS WAS THE CHEST I BUMPED INTO? "What should I call you?" I looked up at him as I asked for his name. "Call me...Leonard" he said leaning closer, claiming my lips with his, peppering kisses all over my neck, collarbone, and cleavage. "You asked for this, little one" he growled as he took off my shirt, completely exposing me to his hungry gaze. I was clearly losing my mind right now from his hot kisses, his hands drifting downwards slowly, my breath hitching as I closed my eyes savoring this strange tingling feeling.

"I won't let the wolves have you." She didn't know that the Devonshire civil war had already ended in a massacre. She didn't know that her husband,the True Heir,had been butchered by his brother Asmodeus. She saw only fur and fangs, and in her fear, she fled the only protection she had left. The car, the rain, and the screaming faded into a vast, silent meadow of white lilies. A man stood there. He was tall,impossibly tall,with shoulders like a mountain ridge and eyes that held the same electric blue spark as Anna’s, tempered by a warm, golden wolfish hue. He wore the regal, rugged furs of a Devonshire High Lord.

He snapped his head towards me, a scowl instantly replacing the smile on his face. "I'll forgive this interruption, just this time," I nodded and swallowed the growing lump down my throat. "Anyway, Alpha Rhett has brought an offer that would change all of our lives forever. In case you don't know, he's the alpha of The Crescent Moon Pack, the first-ever werewolf pack, the most respected and the wealthiest of all." He paused, rubbing his palms together—an action that seemed quite greedy to me. "Alpha Rhett has chosen you to be his bride and future Luna. Don't worry about decision-making; we're not here for that. I already accepted. Your opinions never matter."