da

ds to drop their chins and tremble uncontrollably in genetic submission. The air grew impossibly thick and heavy, the atmos

n that invisible, crushing pressure slammed into me, it vanished without even ruffling the damp hem of my black trench coat. I sat perfectly still in my tactica

sp why a despised, genetically defective wolfless wasn't gr

ind? Get this cursed coffin away

aintain his refined, untouchable CEO image in fro

rse

bulletproof glass of Gertrude's coffin. "She was your blood-contracted Lu

ace livid with rage. "Is this how the Simon Pack raises its bastards? This is th

here for a

and locked my dead eyes onto Dillon.

g on the practiced, pitiful mask of a grieving victim. I noticed several controlled me

mad with jealousy and tried to poison m

I loved her, I truly did, but for three whole years she couldn't even birth a pup with an inner wol

your mate bond, torture her with silver, and

forward, advancing toward my sworn enemy as t

A barren Luna who tries to murder ano

ity. "Do you remember the vows you took during your mating ceremony, Dillon? You stood before the Moon Goddess and swore that you would lov

y of his broken sacred oath flashing in

are pathet

does a genetic defect without

, clawed hand reached straight for my windpipe, intending to snap my neck. Gasps echoed from the crowd, th

e ancient seal inside me for a fraction of a second, letting a raz

ss's direct bloodline looking down on a lesser beast. It was the primordial fear of a pre

s inner Alpha wolf let out a pathetic, agonizing whimper inside h

backward with cold sweat pouring down his fo

hat's wron

ing at me as if I were a demon crawling out of the deepest pits of hell. He finally remembered the promise I had whis

kind of mon

tantly, returning to the blank, und

ot a m

tom dagger with a glowing blue-tinted blade-an Obsidian S

eaper here to c

rs, the cold metal catching the harsh floodlights as

pen fire and