Novel & Cerita Montgomery De La Cruz

His blood ran cold at one in particular. Ximena, laughing. With Leandro Cruz. Miguel’s jaw tightened. He slammed the tablet onto the desk. Carlos rushed in moments later, startled by the sound. “Sir, what—?” Miguel pointed to the screen. “Leandro Cruz. She was with him.” Carlos went still. “That’s not good.” Miguel narrowed his eyes. “He’s dangerous. He ruins people for fun.” “Exactly why you shouldn’t provoke him,” Carlos said carefully. “You know his track record. Hostile takeovers. Broken companies. Broken people. He’s not someone you want to challenge carelessly.”

Beta Rodriguez indirectly labeled me as a prostitute. A bitter smile crossed my face as I took the pen that was there next to me and signed my name without much of a thought. From the time I was born, I have only seen and felt rejection and fear, and I think that is what I will only experience for the rest of my life. I got up from my place, and when I was about to leave, Beta Rodriguez called out my name. “No one knows about this contract between us, so I don't want you to tell anyone. Do you understand?” he asked me, and I nodded my head.

I hand the bag over to Sofia. “Val, you didn’t have to you know. You need the money more than he does the gifts,” Sofia’s eyes are giving me the you-know-I’m-right look but I'm not bothered. “One cup of ice cream wouldn’t clear the debt so let him have it.” “Thank you,” she says, and a smile brightens her face. “Scott’s upstairs having his bath. I’ll save this for him in the fridge.” Sofia goes in for a few seconds and returns with a wrapped flask in hand.

He leaned forward slightly, hands clasped together. “I’m here to discuss the Cruz case,” he said quietly. “Frankly, we’re not in a strong position. Natalia’s strategy is aggressive and precise. She’s leveraging public sentiment against the company, citing unethical practices, and she’s backed by a formidable team. If this continues unchecked, we might actually lose.” Damien’s jaw tightened, but his expression remained cool. “I expected as much,” he said, though the weight of those words hung heavier than he let on.

I can’t skip it. By the time I make it to the training ground, everyone’s already gathered. The chatter dies down as Luna Serena steps forward, her presence commanding. She scans the crowd, her usual calm and authoritative expression firmly in place. “Alright, today’s going to be… fun,” she begins, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The word ‘fun’ sounds like a threat. “I’ve brought in someone special for you all—a combat master.” Excited whispers ripple through the group until she steps aside, revealing a small, unassuming woman with a name tag that reads "Coach Morgan." She’s shorter than anyone here—barely over five feet—with wiry arms and a steely glint in her eye.

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Mia said out loud, I’m going to kill her later. “Just because you’re gifted does not mean that we hate you dear, our son is lucky to have such a kind, caring mate like you. You’re the Moon Goddess’s great-granddaughter, she’s our Goddess you know. We couldn’t hate you, our son loves you, so we love you.” Wyatt’s mom said. Mia falls to the back of my mind, allowing me to have control again. “I am so sorry. She has never done something like this before, it’s not like her… I’m Remi, glad to meet you both, your names are?”

she informed. Drake stood up from his seat beside his stray. “What do you mean it is fake?” he questioned. Millie bit her lower lip, finding a good answer. “I-It’s. . . it’s not the antidote, alpha. The poison on Emily’s body was deadly and rare to find for its antidote.” She answered, looking down at the ground. “I... I think we should start to find the lotus flower and the neem plants at Mount Doqu, alpha.” Millie said, her lips trembling.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."