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I turned and slapped him gently, then stroked the whiskers on his mouth. He grabbed my ass hard, picked me up, and pinned me to the bed. My clothes were soon completely undressed by him. Steven is a gross, hairy, bad breath, average looking middle aged man in his thirties. He was not my type, but he was the Delta of the pack. Apparently, he and I were fuck buddies and we each got what we wanted. He was obsessed with my young slutty flesh and I wanted to use his power to get convenience. He was going to be my biggest helper in realizing my dream of becoming Luna.

"Or else what, Evelyn? Huh? What? Would you be able to fight me? Oh. I see, So you're starting to feel like our Luna. Is that why you believe you can warn me and I will pay attention to you? Look here. No matter how hard you try, you will always be an unvalued outcast in this pack. Regardless of how many times you attempt to oppose me... I won't give up." I felt myself pushing against the furthest corner of the wall next to my bed, glaring at Steven, and I cursed inside. my hands gripping the blanket even more firmly as my teeth clamped together. When the back of my head smacked the wall, he chuckled grimly. "Play nicely and be a good girl. It's not like you've never had sex before or that y

He gives light a fire under him to keep on fighting the trials. In the morning, Leah is waiting Steven under the tree where they can talk to each other. There, Leah is requesting Steven for their adventure to the other town. Steven disagrees her; he wants to see her family rather than to take their adventure. In response, Leah tells him seriously, her father and mother have been passed away. To that, Steven won’t believe her statement. He wants to see the image before he will put it to his brain. In the front of her, Steven bravely tells her; he has heard a lot from his cousin; Leah is prostitute woman. He further tells her; she had already a husband to her hometown. In response, Leah did n

"You should calm down first, Mr. Lister. You're about to tie the knot, and you can't just throw away five years of love!" "That's right! She wasn't willfully sleeping around with another man—she was saving someone's life! You really should try to be less exacting about the whole thing!" "Exactly! I mean, since Steven and Whitney have known each other since childhood, you'll all become friends moving forward. You should be the bigger person!" I let out a short, cynical laugh, saying, "I'll only be inviting contempt by standing here and letting everyone see me getting cuckolded!" I was just about to say something when Steven's condition took a sudden turn for the worse, and the medical team ru

She laughed lightly, “No, Luna. It’s not what you think. My story with Steven is long and lonely.” She’s finally going to tell me what the deal is with Dr. Higslee! I only wish I had a cup of tea, to drink while I listen to her story. “Okay, I’m all ears.” I told her. “Steven and I grew up together. We were inseparable. In our youth, we both loved studying together and would go to school events and pack house events together. Everyone in our pack knew we would be fated mates.” She started, “I am a couple of months older than Steven. So, when I turned eighteen, I shifted. I didn’t sense my mate at that time. Everyone became so certain that Steven and I were mates by then, that everyone was wa

Admiration tugged at her heart, but she quickly pushed it aside when a young man made his way over to her. It was none other than Steven, King Greg’s cousin. Tall with wavy black hair and smouldering blue eyes, he had a smile that was both charming and menacing. “Why hello there,” he said huskily as he reached out for Lyra’s hand. “Hey there,” Steven said, his voice smooth. “I’m Steven. You must be Lyra.” Lyra nodded and smiled politely. “Yes, that’s me. Nice to meet you.” Steven’s eyes swept over her, and he smirked. “So, you’re the new wolf in the pack. Interesting.”

“You’re thinking too much, Xandro.” I snapped back to reality hearing Steven’s voice. He's my partner in the syndicate. He had just arrived, sat himself straight on my mahogany desk, poured whiskey into a glass, and drank it casually. “What the hell are you doing here? Won’t your wife come looking for you?” I asked flatly, without energy. “Let her be. I’ve stopped caring long ago. I’m happier with the women I keep company with anyway. But back to you.... what are you doing here brooding? I thought you’d be busy with firearms imports and the new captives,” he shot back.

The man knelt in front of me as I sat down, taking my injured hand. His eyes met my face with a warm gaze, his cold face softening into a soft, yet incredibly warm expression. “This is my fault. I’m taking you to the hospital,” he said. I was hypnotized, shaking my head and smiling faintly. “Your face looks quite familiar, Miss. If I may ask, what’s your name?” he asked. “Stefani… my name is Stefani Chang,” I replied. He then smiled sweetly, then licked my bleeding palm. I tried to pull my hand away, but he held it firmly. Strangely, the wound on my palm suddenly dried up and the scar disappeared.

Her body shifted as she searched for a more comfortable position. With that small movement, the blanket covering her shoulder slipped even lower. Steave instinctively held his breath. His eyes landed on the pale skin now left more exposed. He immediately turned his face away, his jaw tightening as his instincts began screaming at him once more. Steave stood frozen, his back facing Serena as she continued to sleep peacefully. His heart pounded heavily, racing alongside his conflicted thoughts. The sight had been far too tempting, stirring his desire all over again.