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“That could have been embarrassing.” “Please,” Zoe said, waving her off. “I knew you wouldn’t be. You’re not the type.” “Thanks?” Katie said, noting the red underwear and tank top that Zoe was sporting, complete with white furry trim. “Come on,” Zoe said. She reached out and tugged on Katie’s hand. “It’s a Christmas miracle.” “Fine. Just stop prancing around. You look like a skanky elf that got kicked out of Santa’s workshop.” Zoe glanced down, then laughed. “I do, don’t I? This was just in case old Saint Nick decided to leave a cute boyfriend under the tree for me this year.” She gave a dramatic sigh. “I was extra good this year, but alas, no boyfriend.”

You are going to be late for practice," her dad yelled at her from somewhere beyond her room at six in the morning on a Saturday. Maybe a little introduction of these she-wolves would do. This is Zoe Zanders. She lives in Amsterdam, Netherlands. She had lived there all her life. Mind you, she thinks she is not a very attractive person. To go straight to the very painful point! She thinks she is the definition of ugly. When I say ugly, that's what she thinks she truly is. You probably don't believe what I just said, but here's a little detailing of her that I bet will make you believe her.

"Stays between you, Valtherion, and me. No one else sees it until we've identified the leak." I looked at her. Zoe. Former Omega, written off as too weak to matter, now running the intelligence infrastructure of the largest wolf alliance in history with a tablet and a terrifying mind. "Do it," I said. She was already walking out the door. "Started an hour ago. I was being polite by asking." The wait was the hardest part. Two days. Two days of maintaining the charade. Holding briefings where I delivered false information with a straight face, watching the people I trusted and looking for the crack.

Zoe asked Devin with a cold look in her eyes, she was a generally reserved person, the twenty nine year old was well known throughout the pack for her fierce fighting skills and her cold exterior, she hardly ever socialised with anyone other than her mate, Michael and her sister Aubrey. From what I’d heard, she wasn’t always like this, but after her mother died when she was sixteen, her father went crazy and ended up attacking her and in the process ripped her abdomen open, she was lucky to have survived the attack but it turned out that her reproductive organs had been severely damaged, thus leaving her unable to have children.

Ezra nodded to Emma, letting her know that Winter was aware of the situation, but she vowed to keep the secret from his family. "Hey, love." She knelt in front of Zoe. “How are you, little one? I heard you are really smart." Zoe laughed. “What is your name? You are very beautiful.” “Aww. Thank you very much. My name is Winter. Your daddy's sister. You can address me as Winter. Okay?” Zoe nodded. “Will you play with me sometimes?”

Not anymore. Zoe sighed, pushing aside the thoughts that threatened to linger. She had a job—a real one. She wasn’t just Adonis Walter’s contract wife. She was Zoe Powers, a five-star therapist. Reaching for her phone, she decided that if this so-called honeymoon was already a disaster, she might as well get back to work. She scrolled through her messages, checking for new clients. Most were familiar—high-profile names she had worked with before or new referrals. But one stood out.

His biological clock was precise, and he was not one to linger in bed. Zoey watched him for a few minutes, noticing scratch marks on his shoulders and chest that she had left the night before. Rubbing her neck, she lay back for a moment before getting up to find a nightgown and heading downstairs for water. After drinking a large glass of warm water, her thirst was quenched. Her stomach growled with hunger from last night's lack of food. Finding only bread in the kitchen, she toasted it and spread some jam on it, sitting at the dining table to eat.

Then paused before adding, “Wait! Send me the media asking for an interview.” I could hear the excitement in my PA’s voice before I disconnected the call. I opened the door to see the kitchen was a mess. Flour littered the floor, with some kitchen utensils scattered about. Upon walking closer, I saw Winter by the sink, her index finger under the running tap. “Are you okay?” I asked, rushing towards her. This caused her to turn to me. “I was bored, so I tried to bake,” she said, casually. “What happened?” I asked, but I didn’t need an explanation to know what had happened.

“Yeah. Come celebrate with me and Scars and Keira. Wolf will be there too and a few other guys, I’m sure. Kansas said something about coming over, and maybe Jinx.” “But – you don’t even know me,” Jo said. “Isn’t Christmas for family?” “Jesus Christ, woman,” Zoe said in mock exasperation. “Haven’t you been listening to a damn word that I’ve been saying?” “Ummm… I think I have.”

She said and bit her lip suggestively and my cock instantly stood to attention. I hissed, pulling her closer but was stopped by her large bump. “You know I would do you all night if you weren’t carrying three babies.” Zoe unwrapped her arms and pulled me towards the shower. “You’re forgetting something Jay. I’m Zoe Chloe Anderson. I can do anything. That includes fucking you all night. I’m not weak.” she said haughtily. Shit. I was already painfully hard and she was tempting me. “Carter… You’re Carter now my adorable Luna.”