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As the CEO of Lucian's Estates and Resorts, he would like to turn up with a nice, beautiful party beside him, then something came to his mind and he gave his devilish smirk, bringing out his phone, he got his fingers busy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Selene got home, hoping to receive a call from the Firm. She wouldn't lose that deal to that freak of a guy, she would definitely die in rage if it ever happens. So, she kept a crossed finger, expecting their call. Folding her dresses into her drawer, her phone rang and she rushed to pick up the phone, she tightly pressed her lips together seeing the name on her screen as she exhaled deeply feeling a little disappointed. She placed the phone on her ear, hol

Selene was in her fiancé’s penthouse in London, wrapped in silk sheets, eating strawberries like she was the main character of the universe. Her phone dinged. Then dinged again. Then again. She frowned, picking it up lazily. At first, she smiled — expecting Damian’s name. But no. It was her friend group chat: “Elite Babes” And every message had the same energy. “Selene have you seen the pictures?!” “girl, Aria owned the stage”

he said under his breath, “or do all of your exes come with ominous foreshadowing built in?” “Working on it,” I muttered, fingers curling a little tighter around my rebar. I forced myself not to take a step back. Selene’s attention slid to me. The world seemed to narrow. Up close, she was even more unnervingly perfect than in the castle—every hair in place, not a smear of makeup, not a speck of grime. The hints of cyberpunk glamour—sharp jewelry, a subtle glow to the inner corners of her eyes—made her look like she’d stepped out of the one neon club that hadn’t fallen down.

Instead I busy myself with stripping off her bra and panties, baring my stunning mate to my questing hands and mouth. “The only problem is that it was all theoretical – describing what Volanas can do, not how they ah, Bastien!” Selene arches off the bed, looking down at me with sudden need. I chuckle darkly, pinning her hips to the mattress while I swipe my tongue up her center. “Yes my love?” I ask her with a cheshire grin, continuing to tease her plump, pink flesh. Selene wines wordlessly, squirming beneath me, “I’m trying to tell you about the books.”

I practically had to drag Selene out of the door as we all left for the Silvermoon Pack. We arrived late that night; the pack welcomed their Alpha and new Luna home, but they welcomed us too which made them both smile. This was it, this was our moment; Chris and Amber lead us to the front of the packhouse and let us address the pack. “Attention,” Chris said to the pack, then motioned to Selene, “this is my cousin, and our queen. Daughter of Nicholas and Aiday Serkan, Selene.” They all cheered and he raised his hand, “Please, give her your undivided attention.” He motioned for her and she stepped up; after explaining the plan, we saw many concerned faces, but Selene didn’t falter, instead she

“I will let you see your mother, but you can't leave this palace, Selene. This is home, and I will make sure to refine you into a strong she-wolf." “I never want that. You already have a Luna by your side. Lady Isabella is the strongest she-wolf in the Eldoria Kingdom. You might be wrong. I'm not your fated mate." Selene interjected as she gently rubbed her palms together. Rayne chuckled softly at the woman's words, and this sounded like music to Selene's ears. The devil was undeniably handsome but cruel in her eyes. “The maids will attend to you. Make yourself comfortable. I will be coming to you tomorrow to officially welcome you as my breeder." He said, rising from the bed, as he watched

she said. “How? I am just an assassin, I just kill rouges, I'm not some big shot or a hero and who is this mastermind, he killed everyone that's precious to me!“ As the tears swelled up in my eyes but I never let it escape. She looked into my eyes with some sadness, “you are special, you are not an ordinary wolf, you are the daughter of Luna and our princess, you have a power that's been sealed and now your seal is at the verge of breaking.”

The room was completely dark. Selene lay on the bed, her body tense with unease despite the absence of light. Sean hovered over her, his hand gliding along her smooth thigh, gradually moving inward. She couldn't hold back a soft moan, and her eyelashes fluttered nervously. Despite her anxiety, she made no attempt to resist. Sean's hand smoothly reached the inside of her thigh. "Sean, where are you touching?" Selene's breath quickened. In the next moment, as if responding to some sudden sensation, she arched her neck and emitted a soft, enticing moan.

“Prove it, then. Show me how much you’ve missed this sexy body.” A knock sounded on the door just as I leaned in to continue followed by one of the maids stepping in with a slight bow. “Lady Caitlyn, you’re needed at the west border. Your best fried, Luna Abigail is here to see you.” Caitlyn pulled back with excitement and disappointment written boldly across her face. “I’m so sorry baby I promise I’ll make it up to you later baby. This isn’t over, I promise,” she whispered in a fake saccharine seductive voice before turning to follow the attendant out, leaving him alone.

“We’ll talk tomorrow. Try to sleep.” When the door closed, Selene’s smile faded completely. She leaned forward, elbows on the table, staring into her reflection again. “Trust,” she whispered bitterly. “As if any of you really know what that means.” Her phone buzzed again, a message flashing on the screen. It was from the same number as before. “I have what you asked for. Documents on Deborah’s overseas investments. Should I send them tonight?” Selene’s lips curved slowly into a smile. “Yes,” she typed back. “Send everything. And make sure no one traces it back to you.”