Novel & Cerita M Shadows And Wife

“You can’t even control your own shadow, Graham. You think you can control me?” He held his ground, barely. His lips trembled before the words tumbled out, desperate. “She’s my wife. Do you understand? Mine. Whatever… whatever you’re trying, it won’t work. She won’t leave me. She can’t. Not for you. Not for anyone.” I smirked. The kind that curled cruel at the edges, the kind that wasn’t amusement but warning. Another step forward… measured, deliberate, and my shadow spilled over his shoes like a storm cloud swallowing light.

If he wanted to play games, she’d raise the stakes until he couldn’t breathe. The city lights blurred her reflection as she whispered, almost like a vow, “If I can’t have you no one will.” Outside, thunder rolled in the distance, low and unsteady—like the warning of a storm that hadn’t yet broken.

Same everything. “That’s Arielle Hart,” Shadowbird said. “Lennox’s wife. She died in a car crash three years ago.” I kept staring at the photo. Something about it made my skin crawl. “We look way too much alike. It’s kinda creepy.” “That’s how we get in.” I shoved the folder back toward her. “No way. You seriously want me to act like I’m his dead wife? That’s messed up.” Shadowbird shook her head. “No, you got it wrong. We’re not telling you to be Arielle. He knew her too well. He’d know right away it’s fake.”

She longed to talk to him about it, but he always brushed her off, claiming tiredness or work as excuses. Jamal seemed distant, not treating her like a wife anymore. The physical and emotional distance grew wider with his business schedules and meetings. Then, Jamal left for a three-month business deal in Kenya, leaving Natasha alone. She begged him not to go, but he insisted it was crucial. He suggested she hire nannies if needed. Despite the loneliness and heartbreak, Natasha stayed strong for herself and her daughter.

“Dorothy’s husband got really bad dementia, and Dorothy had to move him into the pack’s senior care facility. Just before he died, Stephanie and Sheila took advantage of him, if you know what I mean. That caused Dorothy to experience severe betrayal pains for several hours. Apparently, they used a dress that they had stolen from Dorothy to convince her husband that they were her. Brandon was drugged by Stephanie and Sheila the night before his wedding while he was out with the boys. Stephanie slept with him and recorded it while Sheila hung out with his mate and pretended to comfort her. Brandon's wedding was postponed. Brandon and his mate eventually got back together, but his mate re

he had said. However, in our world, where strength ruled, a Luna without her wolf, without the hope of new life, could command no respect. His mother had always looked down on me, and the pack refused to see me as one of their own. Still, for Malcolm, I bore the pain in silence. Then, it all seemed so pointless. Malcolm must have sensed my hesitation because he called me just as I was lost in thought. Staring at the word husband on my phone, I answered with a bitter laugh.

“Whatever happens, we face it together.” Ethan nodded, even as a shadow of doubt flickered in his chest. He wanted to believe that was enough. He wanted to believe Adrian could protect them both from the world they were about to provoke. The penthouse lights were dimmed, the city spread below them in a glittering ocean of gold and steel. Ethan stood at the window, trying to convince himself this wasn’t a mistake. His reflection stared back at him, dark-eyed and hesitant, until Adrian’s arms slid around his waist from behind.

I took a deep breath and knocked on Matteo's office door. "Alpha Matteo, Alpha Noah Steele from the Shadowridge Pack is already waiting in the conference room." Only then did Matteo reluctantly release Sabrina. Just as he was about to get up, she pulled him back into her arms. "Do you really have to go to this meeting? I'll be so lonely without you." Sabrina pouted as she blinked her eyes pitifully. Her expression was so sweet it could melt anyone's heart. Matteo replied, "Of course not. Business meetings aren't as important as my precious girl."

I called her attention again and she blushed, looking embarrassed. “I think we need some ground rules now that we're husband and wife.” I tried hard not to smile at calling us a couple, but I almost couldn't. Her whole face was red at this point. It gave me a kick seeing her red like that. “You're moving in with me immediately,” I continued, and the shock on her face could buy a house. “What do you mean?” She looked horrified. The horror on her face was almost insulting. IVY

Hunters. “Shadowthorn sends a message!” one roared. “The Alpha wants his heirs!” Aria shoved the twins behind her, blades already drawn. “Over my dead body.” Luka’s shadows flared. Lila growled, tiny body vibrating with power. The lead hunter lunged. Aria met him mid air, driving both blades into his chest. Hot blood sprayed across her face. She twisted, using his momentum to slam him into the second attacker. Luka’s shadows wrapped the third wolf’s legs, yanking him down. Lila pounced, ripping out his throat with a snarl that was far too mature for her age.