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He glanced at me before averting his gaze, “they are willing to offer us half a billion dollars to get our company back up, with more support. They offered fifty million dollars to us too.” I frowned. That was - a little bit too much. Silver fang pack was known to be the most famous pack, the richest and the biggest too. Although they have one tiny flaw. Their Alpha was disabled - something that most of the community frowns upon because they feel it is a taboo and it makes him weak. Why would they pick a sudden interest in a small company that was way beneath them, and why would they offer so much? Lyra whooped heavily with my mother too but i just sat there staring at them in confusion.

Benjamin gave a single approving nod, his hand clasped tightly on his cane. Grandma, still staring at the scan, seemed lost in thought. The picture trembled in her grasp, her lips pressed into a thin line. Across the table, Lucas and Sophia exchanged a look. His gaze filled with calculated affection, hers painted with practiced softness,both of them playing their roles as the others watched in speechless silence.

she looked at each of the girls from head to toe. Rebecca wore a dusty pink lace sleeveless panel dress with a high neck. She wore simple stiletto heels that matched the dress. Her chocolate brown hair was styled in large curls that reached just to her chin. Joni wore a tight nude bodycon dress with a plunging neckline, wrap skirt with a cut out back. Her lace-up heels wrapped around her long legs. She had left her long blonde hair in its natural wave. Both girls were never really into wearing a ton of makeup so they had both done theirs simple and natural-looking. The girls looked at each other and rolled their eyes. "Momma, don't cry," Rebecca said as she wrapped her mother in a hug. Soon

“I… I don’t know what to say, Becca. It happened quite suddenly, I mean, I accepted to be his Luna because I’ve always wanted to.” “What? Are you sure that he even likes you? Why doesn’t he have a mate yet?” Rebecca raised her brows. Heaving a sigh, I continued. “I know it’s weird, but I’m so happy that I’m finally going to be with Jordan. It’s awful that he has a breeder.” “A breeder?” Rebecca’s eyes grew in astonishment and displeasure. “Keep your voice down, Rebecca. I don’t want anyone to hear this. Actually, she was here before I got back from the states. With the way Jordan treats her, I could tell that he feels something for that dirty omega.” I spoke with my teeth gritted.

I'd heard about them the ones who hunted breeders and sold them to the highest bidder. “A breeder,” one said, kneeling down. Yellow teeth. Scar across his nose. “Alone. What are the odds?” “She's pretty.” Another one, younger, dead eyes. “The southern camps pay good money for pretty breeders.” “Rylan's pack is north.” The third one, older, grey in his beard. “What's a Rylan breeder doing out here?” “Don't know. Don't care.” Yellow Teeth grabbed the net. Shook it. I thrashed. He laughed.

It’s a matter of reparation. The word comes back, reparation. The same word that troubled me so much the first time. But with Cassandre, it takes on a different nuance: personal, chosen, played. She leans forward: her fingers brush the notebook resting on the table. She flips through the pages leisurely, amused by them like one might leaf through another’s destiny. — You’re splendid when you’re weakened, she says. We see things that aren’t visible when one is bursting with certainties. Your vulnerability makes you… honest.

He didn't even offer to carry the nails. I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked up and saw Reva. She is a mid-rank wolf, and she’s the only friend I have. She was staring at me from across the circle. She looked like she wanted to punch someone. She barked a short, sharp breath... the wolf way of saying, I see you. This is bull. I just shook my head a little bit. Don't, I thought. It's not worth it. "Maren!" my father barked.

Down below, he was already hard from seeing Rebecca’s beautiful body. The beautiful woman wasn’t too skinny; her lips were very sexy, her nose sharp, and her skin fair. That wasn’t all. The softness of Rebecca’s long hair accidentally brushed his fingers. Then, what caught his attention and made his Adam’s apple move restlessly was the breast peeking out from behind her black bra. “You asked for it, so don’t regret your words.” As Rebecca’s lips were passionately kissed, the man took off his black suit, tie, and shirt. He undressed his upper body without breaking the erotic kiss on the beautiful woman’s lips.

He had a stern face but the smile opened him up like sunny weather. "I'm Leonard Walker, the Beta of the pack. I work closely with Asher but I'm mostly not here. Asher never said anything about taking a bride but Intended to meet you as soon as I got back." "Oh, I'm…" "Reyna." I contorted, finding it creepy that he was completely his statement for me. "I'm sorry, it is the telepathy thing." "Telepathy thing?" Confusion washed over me because I knew that Omega do not have the mind to share a mind link with anyone except they have a strong bond with a mate. Leonard was seeming suspicious but he just laughed as he stared at me.

I drawled, my thumb brushing her lips before I leaned gradually. She met my lips halfway, her hands wrapping around my neck as she dropped, her back hitting the couch. I hovered over her body, breathing rapidly as I unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her matching bra. I swallowed, stealing a glance at her closed eyes before I pulled out her firm, perky breasts. I feasted on her cherry-colored nipples instantly, reveling the tautness and the sweetness. “Noah..” Rebebak breathed out, her eyes flickering open as she reached for my crotch. “Don’t make me wait, any more.”