Chapter 154 TERESA’S P.O.V. The morning after the proposal felt surreal, like I’d woken up in someone else’s fairy tale. Except, of course, this fairy tale involved Lucian Blackwood—the infuriating, rich, sarcastic alpha who had somehow stolen my heart and was now sitting at the head of the long dining
Chapter 153 TERESA’S P.O.V. There was something strange about Lucian Blackwood. Well, aside from the fact that he was a blind, sarcastic, stubborn werewolf alpha with a possessive wolf named Ares and a penchant for driving me up the wall. No, this was different. He’d been acting… twitchy lately. Normally,
Chapter 152 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. My life had fallen into a perfect rhythm since the defeat of Alpha Edmond and the integration of his pack into MoonPeak. The pack thrived under my leadership, and my company soared to new heights with Teresa by my side. Her fierce yet graceful presence made
Chapter 151 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. Three days. That’s how long it took to scrub the stench of battle from the mansion. Three days to repair every shattered window, every claw-marked wall, and every ounce of pride Teresa managed to restore with her defiance. Three days to convince myself that I wasn’t
Chapter 150 TERESA’S P.O.V. The mansion loomed before me as I sprinted through the double doors, my heart hammering against my ribs. Every step echoed with my fears, my mind racing back to Mai, to the witches, to the helplessness that had once consumed me that day. The mere thought
Chapter 149 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The battlefield was unnaturally silent after Edmond’s words hung in the air, heavy as an executioner’s blade. The scent of blood and wet earth combined with the metallic tang of betrayal, and I tightened my jaw as I turned toward the familiar voice. Edmond. His presence
Chapter 148 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The screams echoed through the woods, sharper and more desperate now. My ears twitched, honing in on the sounds. Ares growled low in my mind, my instincts screaming at me to move, to protect. “Teresa, get on,” I commanded, my voice a growl that left no
Chapter 147 TERESA’S P.O.V. The drive back to Lucian’s mansion was silent, the air between us thick with the weight of my father’s venomous words. My mind was spinning, a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief. Could it be true? Could Gregory Williams not be my father? The possibility felt like
Chapter 146 TERESA’S P.O.V. My father’s entrance was always calculated, always theatrical, as if he believed his mere presence could silence the world. But today, he was wrong. Today, I wasn’t the timid girl he once controlled. Today, I was a storm waiting to happen. The moment his polished shoes
Chapter 145 TERESA’S P.O.V. The my father’s words clung to me like a suffocating shroud as I clung to Lucian’s embrace, my tears soaking through his shirt. His warmth was the only thing grounding me in that moment, his steady voice murmuring reassurances into my ear. “I’m here, my love,”
Chapter 144 TERESA’S P.O.V. The phone buzzed again, slicing through the stillness of the room like a blade. I stared at the screen, the name glowing back at me: Dad. My fingers trembled as I hovered over the answer button. Lucian’s hand brushed mine, warm and steady, grounding me in
Chapter 143 TERESA’S P.O.V. The office felt like a pressure cooker, and Lucian was the heat source threatening to blow the lid off. Thirty minutes had passed since the incident, but he was still simmering with anger. Lucian had been fine earlier, we even made some light jokes about Monica
Chapter 142 TERESA’S P.O.V. The situation had spiraled quicker than I anticipated. One moment, I was pushing the twins’ stroller towards the meeting’s large room, minding my business, and the next, this woman—Monica, apparently—was glaring at me like I’d personally offended her entire lineage. Her perfectly coiffed hair and icy
Chapter 141 TERESA’S P.O.V. Mornings with Lucian Blackwood were a mixed bag of emotions—half chaos, half bliss, and all hilarity. I woke to the sensation of strong arms wrapped around me and a low voice murmuring against my hair, “Good morning, girlfriend p> “Good morning, boyfriend,” I mumbled, my voice
Chapter 140 TERESA’S P.O.V. After the bath intrusion I had this afternoon, at some point,Lucian must have carried me back to bed. Exhausted from the chaos of the day—and, well, other activities —I crashed hard and slept straight through the afternoon. By the time he woke me for dinner, the
Chapter 139 TERESA’S P.O.V. Lucian’s craving for sex had grown insatiable ever since we started making love again. While I adored the way he claimed me every single time, today felt uniquely intense, almost electric. His hands gripped my hips, fingers stroking my skin with deliberate purpose. Behind me, the
Chapter 138 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The house was warm as we stepped inside, Teresa’s fingers brushed mine as she walked beside me, making me feel stronger in a way I couldn’t explain. “I’m going to take a bath,” she said softly, her voice like a soothing balm. “I need to soak
Chapter 137 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The knock at the door still echoed in my mind as I left the room, Teresa trailing closely behind me. Her scent—honey and lavender—wrapped around me like armor, calming the fire that had ignited in my chest at Alex’s words. Maverick was here, and he wasn’t
Chapter 136 TERESA’S P.O.V. The heavy doors of the hall closed with a resounding thud, muffling the hushed murmurs of the departing pack members. I exhaled deeply, my chest still tight from the adrenaline coursing through me. My hand, still entwined with Lucian’s, trembled slightly as I processed what had
Chapter 135 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The scent of tension turned electric, and I could practically feel every set of eyes turning toward Maverick. Maverick’s laugh was low, dark, and dripping with condescension. “Oh, how adorable,” he sneered. “The human thinks she has a say in the affairs of this pack.” His