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Malcolm As I stood there, the words tumbling from Alexa's feisty mouth rang in my ears like a lingering echo. I couldn't shake off the weight of her declaration—that Mika didn’t desire to be Luna. The crisp air around us felt tense, and every breath I took was heavy with unspoken thoughts. I exchanged glances with Max and Mathew, who wore expressions that mirrored my confusion. Just days earlier, the three of us had sat down with Mika, pouring our hearts out, asking her to hear us and granting us the opportunity to make amends for our mistakes. So, why would Alexa suddenly assert that Mika might leave the pack instead of being our mates?

The city was Geneva. Not the sleepy, bureaucratic Geneva of the Alliance facility, but the sleek, moneyed heart of it. Matteo found a place. A modern, glass-and-steel apartment building on a quiet, tree-lined street near the lake. It was secure: a 24-hour doorman, biometric locks, a private underground garage. The apartment itself was on the top floor, all clean lines, pale wood, and floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the slate-gray lake and the distant mountains. It was beautiful. It was sterile. It felt like a very expensive cage.

I only wanted to help Ryan as fast as possible when I talked with someone once again, and the answer was the one I didn't want to hear for the second time. They told me that there was nothing they could do and that I needed to wait for our turn before someone could check on my Mate. … if I could, some bodies would have lost their heads already… Of course, Caroline and my Mother had decided to text me following this. Carol asked how her son was, and lying through my teeth, I said he was better now and sleeping, while my Mom asked if everything was okay and if I didn't need any help. And, before I even answered anything back to her, something else came along with her message… the contact infor

he said and the paused. I wanted him to continue speaking but he seemed to be enjoying the look of sheer horror on my face. When he was finally satisfied with the anxiety he had caused within me, he continued speaking. “For Alphas like you and I, one our wolves become inert, we start to rot from the inside until we eventually die after a brief unflattering period of madness,” he smiled, my heart thumped rapidly in my chest. “I can help you stop that from happening though but there a condition attached…”

Please engage respectfully. If you are not familiar with or comfortable reading MxM stories, I advise you to skip this one. Love comes in many forms, and this story aims to celebrate that diversity. Before we begin, let me say it again, "leave this book and choose another story if you can't handle this kind of content." I am not responsible for any weird feelings, imaginations, wetness, or arousal... Thank you for your understanding! PROLOGUE: The boss stands with his back turned to me, a cloud of cigarette smoke rising into the air. His silence only makes the tension worse. I take a deep breath, struggling to keep my voice steady.

"Yes, I promise, a credible source has told me that this girl remains a virgin." Paxton cleared his throat, prompting Lenox to turn around and notice us standing there. "Excuse me, Mr. Carver, I'll call back soon. I have clients to deal with." Then he ended the call. Once he removed the EarPod, he arranged it in its casing and then addressed us. "Mr. Addison. It's nice to see you here again." His eyes landed on me. "May I ask who your friend is? I've ran into him quite often this evening, yet I didn't manage to get his name." "I am Maximilian McTavish, the founder and CEO of M&M Finances." I introduced myself. Lenox's eyes gleamed with excitement when he discovered that I was a multi-billio

Small and bright with good light and walls that needed painting and a kitchen that actually worked. Completely mine. Max helped me move boxes. He was extremely vocal about the weight of every single one. “What is in this?” he said, dropping a box onto the floor. “Books,” I said. “You don’t own this many books.” “Grayson gave me some.” Max looked at the box. Then at me. “He gave you books.” “From the Queens bookshop,” I said. “He went back.” Max was quiet for a moment. “Okay,” he said. “I like him.”

“This project is… personal.” Her brows lift with interest. “Personal is good. Tell me about it.” I slide the manuscript across the table, my heart pounding as she picks it up. “It’s a series for children. Each book follows two siblings, Ella and Max, as they go on adventures that teach them about kindness, courage, and love. It’s not just about fantasy worlds or magical creatures, though there’s plenty of that. It’s about family and how the bonds we create can carry us through anything.”

Here's all you needed to know about this sickening city known as Todos Santos: It's a glossy dot on a world map, but with an influence as big as the size of an elephant, hence it's home to most of the egoistical, wealthy, and entitled teenagers in the world with bank accounts larger than the whole of America. Backed by Principal Churchill's threat to have me fired, the students knew I couldn't fail them. Aside from losing this job, their parents had more than enough billions to strip me of my citizenship and banish me to Neptune where I'd freeze to death. These kids took advantage of the tight spot I was in, doing whatever crap they wanted in class, not much to my surprise though. I expected

Chapter: 26. ****** A relief sigh escaped all five mouths when the rumbling stopped and the stones parted to reveal what looked like an old study room. A few of the bookcases have been overturned, and their contents are strewn across the dirty room. A smoking corpse lies in a black circle filling the room with its horrid stench. Mikey carried his lover and walked over into the strange open room that looked like a dungeon with different torture devices neatly lined out on both sides of the walls.