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Password: Enter37 There was a name tag with a safety pin that read, “Romeo.” Luke took the name tag and pinned it to his suit pocket. They arrived at an elevator door and Madam turned around to address Luke, “This is your last chance to turn back. If you enter this elevator, you will officially become a member of the Collective. You will then be addressed by the name we have assigned to you. Upstairs, you may come across people you may already know. Understand that you can not disclose them to the outside world for they will be protecting your identity just like you will be protecting theirs. Rules of the Collective, you must uphold at all times. Do you wish to proceed out of your own free w

Flopping down on the bed, I’d ordered an Alaskan King, the largest bed possible. A whole 108” by 108” of memory foam that boasted the best cooling air flow to cool even the hottest werewolf down. Or so the representative I spoke to advised. It was nice, softer than anything I’d slept on in my entire life. Luxurious couldn’t even begin to describe how I felt in this room. It was like a dream. A dream that if I woke up from, I’m not sure I could take the pain of it all.

The text was meant for someone else. SEBASTIAN KEATES: Again, I know. SEBASTIAN KEATES: My question is why was your text ‘accidentally’ sent to me? Alex: Cause it was an accident? SEBASTIAN KEATES: so you're saying among the dozens of contacts on your phone, mine just happened to coincidentally be the one you accidentally messaged? Technically, yes. And he only had five contacts on his phone but that was something Alex concluded he didn't need to know.

His pupil dilated and his breathing ragged. "Fuck Hope-" My name rolled down smoothly, sending shiver down the length of my spine "-you are driving me crazy," He rasps out circling his muscular arms around me pulling me into his hard tone muscle. Unconsciously I took a whiff of his intoxicating fragrance. Nor do I fail to pick up the faint smell of a woman's perfume. May. "Jump," And I did. My body felt like I had to obey him.

𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓘’𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰… Then it shows typing and another line of message appears. 𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽. -𝓩𝔂𝓸𝓷 𝓩𝓪𝓿𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲

“Oh, this big boy Alpha is not getting the best of me.” Kylie said and waved her hand to dismiss her warriors behind her She was the beta of the moonstone pack, and she and her men had been on the hunt for a few rogues that had been causing chaos in packs over the country. It turns out that the Alpha of the Rising Gem pack, who was also her ex, was also on the hunt for them and now that one of the rogues had been caught in the borders of the two pack, the big bad Alpha of the Rising Gem pack wanted to dish out justice.

The giggle of several children could be heard in the packhouse living room. Angel was sitting in an armchair, stroking his enormous belly. Colby's son, now two, was playing with Seline and Luan, wrestling over the stuffed rabbit. Luan looked at his sister and cousin with a sly smile. He got up, grabbed the rabbit, and ran, followed by the other two little ones, screaming. In the other corner of the room sat Peter on Dominic's lap. Peter had asked Klaus to make him a werewolf, and he was now stretching his pregnant belly farther than necessary for everyone to see.

ZURI POV "Please stand as we move to the next round. Vaals, Glortinon, blue. Peulo, Kea, red. Earth, Cok, yellow. Frole, Hassin, orange. Makskin, Bronkark, Shikaz, green. Please take your seats your second course will be gund bread," the male announcer says with his amplified voice and we stand up.

OFFICE AFFAIR WITH MY MARRIED BOSS PT 7 The conference room lights were still on at eight-forty, bright and unforgiving against the darkening windows. Whiteboards along the walls carried the day’s strategy notes in Dominic’s precise handwriting—timelines, risk flags, arrows pointing to next-quarter targets. Two open laptops glowed on the long table beside a half-empty water bottle and a scatter of printed slides. The rest of the floor had gone quiet an hour earlier; only the low hum of the building’s air system and the occasional distant elevator chime remained.