Chapter 50 Sofia swallowed hard and spoke. “I went to take some fresh air p> “Liar,” he hissed, crossing the room in three predatory strides. He didn’t grab her; he simply loomed over her. Damien’s nostrils flared as he leaned into the space between them, his predatory senses dialed to

Chapter 49 Alexander moved with a grace that was entirely different from Damien’s predatory prowl. He didn’t stop until he was standing just outside her personal bubble, his height shielding her from the biting wind. “I shouldn’t be here,” Sofia whispered, her voice trembling as she clutched the edges of

Chapter 48 Trembling, she stood up and walked toward the bed. Every step felt like she was walking toward a cliff. When she reached the edge, she sat down tentatively, keeping as much distance between them as possible. Damien watched her settle on the far edge of the mattress, her

Chapter 47 The visual in the mirror was more than Damien’s possessive heart could handle. As he watched his thick cock slide deep into her creaming pussy, he increased his pace, the rhythmic slapping of his stomach against her full, rounded ass filling the quiet suite. Sofia’s breath came in

Chapter 46 Damien’s eyes were no longer green; they were a predatory gold, burning with a jealousy that nearly suffocated Sofia. “It’s your fault,” he hissed, his face so close she could feel the heat radiating from his skin. “Walking into that room wearing that dress… looking like that. You

Chapter 45 Damien sat down heavily on the seat while Sofia positioned herself tightly behind him, just as the other females did. The dealer began to slide the cards across the green felt. The stakes were astronomical—hundreds of thousands of dollars were tossed into the center of the table like

Chapter 44 The stranger was tall and strikingly handsome, wearing a suit that cost more than a small house, but his eyes were sharp with a moral authority that even Zach couldn’t ignore. “You’re overstepping, Zach,” the man said, his voice authoritative. “Harassing a woman—slave or not—at a peaceful summit

Chapter 43 Sofia’s hand trembled as Damien’s fingers closed over hers, guiding her toward the grand double doors of the ballroom. The sounds of lively chatter, clinking glasses, and a string quartet drifted from beyond the heavy wood. She could feel the pulse thrumming in his wrist, mirroring the frantic

Chapter 42 The SUV came to a smooth halt three hours later in front of a sprawling, glass-walled estate that looked more like a five-star resort than a traditional pack house. When the door opened, Sofia stepped out, and her heart nearly stopped. The courtyard was teeming with people—men in

Chapter 41 Matthew’s hands balled into fists, his own wolf snarling inside him as he stared hard at Damien. Their gazes locked, and Damien sneered at him. “I said get out,” he demanded. Not wanting more chaos to erupt, Matthew turned and walked away, slamming the door shut behind him.