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2,252,616	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2252380}'	No	2024-10-20 20:17	active	1670	🔞🔥 Continuer la lecture ➤➤	“Are you thinking about my brother again?” New Alpha Jasper’s voice cut through the stillness of the room, dragging me from the edge of sleep. The sight of mate made my heart race, a mix of fear and longing. His tone was playful, but the tension in his posture betrayed his anger. His brother, Elias, was the rightful heir to the pack, he had been my boyfriend until his death. He was a kind-hearted soul without a wolf, and that made him easy prey for Jasper, who seized power after their father’s sudden demise. In addition to the alpha position, he took more than just power from Elias. Fate is a cruel mistress. After he kicked Elias out of the pack and cut ties with me, I found out that Jasper was my mate. Now, on the anniversary of that tragic day, the weight of my memories was almost too much to bear. Now, I can’t control myself. I had to speak out. I rolled over to face him, my heart sinking at the sight of his piercing green eyes, dark with suspicion. “What if I was? I do miss him.” I asked flippantly. Jasper’s jaw tightened. His playful demeanor shifted instantly. He crossed the room in a few powerful strides and stood at the edge of my bed. His presence was overwhelming, and I felt a familiar, unwelcome heat rising within me. “Iris,” he growled. “You should know better.” “Elias was better than you in every way,” I snapped, unable to keep the bitterness out of my voice. “Even without his wolf, he was more of a leader than you could ever be.” Jasper’s eyes flashed with fury, and in an instant, his hand was around my neck, his knee forcing my legs apart. He leaned in close, his breath hot on my neck. “Watch your tongue, my dear mate. You are speaking to your Alpha. Your little lover is long gone, and don’t you ever forget that.” My pulse quickened, a confusing blend of fear, anger, and want. “You will always be a pathetic nobody,” I spat. “With or without him.” Jasper’s face darkened with rage, but he controlled himself, a dangerous smile surfaced. “Elias is gone,” he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. Suddenly he crushed his mouth against mine, his kiss so powerful and insistent I tasted my own blood. Despite myself, my body responded. The bond between us was undeniable, a cruel joke played by the moon goddess. His movements set my skin aflame, and I hated myself for wanting him. This man had taken everything from me, and yet here I was, craving him, needing him. Suddenly, my back hit the bed, familiar breathing tickles my neck. My anger warred with the fire he ignited in me, and I couldn’t resist giving in to him. His hands cover me, possessive and demanding. I couldn’t stop the sounds that escaped. Jasper smiled when he heard it. “You can’t deny what we are to each other,” he whispered, his voice rough with need. “No matter how much you want to hate me.” “I do hate you,” I managed to say, though the breathlessness in my voice betrayed me. He chuckled darkly. “Hate me all you want, Iris,” he said sensually. “It won’t change a thing.” But I couldn’t escape the memories of Elias. He had such gentle hands, such kind eyes. He loved me softly without all the violence and domination that Jasper brought. Elias’s hands had always moved over me with reverence, his fingers trailing lightly over my skin as if I were something precious. He adored me, and I worshiped him. His kisses had been tender, each one a silent vow of love and devotion. Jasper was different. He was possessive, demanding. He claimed me with rough, urgent hands that left bruises in their wake. His face crashed against mine with a hunger that bordered on violence, leaving no room for softness or tenderness. His teeth grazed my skin, leaving marks to show the world that I was his and his alone. I tried to hold on to the memories of Elias, to the way he had made me feel cherished and loved. I tried, but I failed. They slipped away with each brutal movement, every bruising kiss. Guilt twisted in my gut; a sharp, bitter ache that mingled with the physical pleasure Jasper gave me. Tears of anguish slipped down my cheeks, unnoticed by Jasper in his enjoyment. His hands gripped me tightly, his fingers digging passively into my flesh as he moved. The bed creaked under our combined weight, the sound a harsh counterpoint to the soft sounds that escaped me. Jasper’s eyes were dark with possessiveness, his face twisted in a mixture of triumph and desire as he watched me beneath him. “Look at you,” he breathed, “you can’t get enough, can you?” I wanted to deny it, to scream that he was wrong, but the words caught in my throat. My body betrayed me, responding to his words even as my heart cried out for Elias. His movement became more frenzied, that left me gasping. “That’s it,” he growled. “You’re mine, Iris. Don’t you ever forget that.” His pace quickened, his breath growing ragged. My nails dug into his shoulders, leaving red marks in his skin as I clung desperately to him. The room seemed to spin, my world narrowing to the brutal, unrelenting rhythm of him against me. The pleasure washing over me in a wave that left me trembling. For a moment, we lay there, our bodies entwined, the only sound was our labored breathing. Jasper’s weight pressed down on me, grounding me in the present even as my mind drifted to the past. When he finally rolled off me, I turned away, curling into a ball. The dull throb matched the pain in my heart. Jasper’s hand brushed my hair back from my face, his touch surprisingly gentle. “Iris,” he said softly, but I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. The word lodged in my throat, a tangled knot of sorrow and longing. He didn’t finish his sentence, getting up from the bed and dressing quickly. I watched him silently. He walked to the door before turning around. “Oh, by the way,” he said casually, as if discussing the weather, “I plan on rejecting you on Friday. Just a heads up.” The words hung in the air, sharp as a blade. Chapter 2 Future Jasper’s words stung, but I was used to his cruelty. His announcement shouldn’t have been a surprise. He loved to taunt me. And the only reason he hadn’t rejected me sooner was that I served as his useful prop, showcasing his supposed kindness and benevolence as the new Alpha. Rejecting me, his mate, wouldn’t have looked good as an new alpha to the pack, although I was the girlfriend of the former rightful heir. But now his reign was secure. And he could do whatever he wanted. I should have felt triumphant, knowing that soon I would be free from his oppressive grasp, but the reality was far more complicated. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. My mind scolded itself for being so overwhelmed with emotions. I shouldn’t feel as shocked and betrayed as I did. I shouldn’t feel anything at all. He took my parents and Elias. I should hate him. I really shouldn’t have been surprised he had decided to reject me now. I should have known that was what he wanted. Behind the flirting and the occupying, he didn’t want me. There was someone else. And I knew that. As if summoned by my thoughts, Naomi burst into my room, her eyes blazing with jealousy and rage. I hurried to cover myself, using the blankets on the bed, but she was too angry to notice or care. She stood by my bed, towering over me as if trying to assert her dominance, but she only succeeded in looking like an angry cat. “He was here again, wasn’t he?” she demanded, her voice sharp. I sighed, too caught up in my emotions to give her any kind of reaction. “He is the Alpha,” I said, keeping my voice calm and even. “He comes and goes as he pleases.” Naomi did not like that answer. Her hand struck my face with a sharp crack, the force of it turning my head to the side. I felt the familiar sting and the burn of tears that I refused to shed. Naomi crossed her arms, her eyes alight with hatred. But still, I did not have the energy to react. “You think you can win his heart with your body?” She shouted, her voice echoing in my ears. “He is mine. He will always be mine. You are a toy! He will be bored of you soon enough!” She never forgave me for being Jasper’s mate. Even though it was nobody’s fault. We used to be best friends, growing up together as the daughters of the pack Beta and Gamma. I met her eyes. Even after all this, I didn’t see her as anything but a hurt friend. I couldn’t bring myself to hate her in return. I missed her. She was fierce, but kind. We used to be sisters in all but blood. We had even dreamed of mending the rift between Jasper and Elias as their better halves. But everything changed after my 20th birthday when the bond between Jasper and me was revealed. I hadn’t meant to hurt her. Not after everything she did for me. She saved me from banishment after Jasper usurped the throne. Her father had helped Jasper, but my parents had died protecting Elias. She was there for me when I cried for them. But after my birthday… her kindness turned to cold hatred. The sisterhood we once shared was shattered. And I was alone. Still, I couldn’t hate her. I couldn’t even be angry. I could only take whatever abuse she lay down. I felt I owed her that much. The sound of approaching footsteps broke through my thoughts, and I looked up sharply. Jasper entered the room, his presence overwhelming. Naomi immediately threw herself to the floor, crying out as if I had attacked her. “She pushed me for no reason!” Naomi cried, the fake tears already dripping down her cheeks. Her voice was filled with fake innocence, and her eyes were wide and tearful. In an instant, Jasper was across the room. He picked Naomi up from the floor, cradling her in his arms. His expression hardened as he checked her for injuries, and he turned to look at me with cold disdain. He could have shouted at me. He could have yelled or scolded me for the supposed offense. But he didn’t. He knew that wouldn’t hurt me. So he did something much worse. “There is something I forgot to tell you about the rejection,” he said, his voice low and icy. “Naomi’s coronation as Luna will be the same day. You will serve as her omega maid in the coronation after the rejection.” He looked down at Naomi with a sickeningly loving gaze, brushing a wisp of hair from her face. “Then you can punish her whenever you want, my dear,” he whispered loud enough for me to hear. He kissed her softly. It looked so different from how he kissed me. It looked so loving. He knew what he was doing. He knew the pain I was going to experience. I couldn’t even process it. All I could think about was how much he looked like Elias. The love in Jasper’s eyes as he looked at Naomi shook me. He looked so much like the gentle and passionate Elias. I thought about how Elias had looked at me the same way. Jasper had taken that from me. Naomi’s eyes gleamed with triumph as she nestled into Jasper’s arms. He walked out without another word or glance in my direction, but Naomi peered over his shoulder at me with an ominous expression. I let myself fall into the bed, trembling. Only when the door was closed did I allow myself to fall apart. Jasper had officially taken everything from me. My parents were gone. My love was gone by his hand. My future was in ruins. My innocence was destroyed. And now, I was to be reduced to a servant, humiliated in front of the pack I once belonged to. I would be no better than a slave on a leash. The rejection would strip away the last remnants of my connection to Elias, severing the bond that had been my only solace. And the thought of serving Naomi, being at her spiteful mercy, was almost too much to bear. But I would bear it. I would endure. I had to. I had no choice. Chapter 3 Mates The next day, the sun was beginning to rise as I stood in Naomi’s lavishly decorated room. Golden rays filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow on the ornate furniture and the array of dresses sprawled across the bed. I was helping Naomi with the dress she was going to wear in her coronation ceremony. The fabric was soft and luxurious, a deep shade of emerald that complemented her striking features. As Naomi slipped into the dress, she admired her figure in the mirror, her eyes gleaming with pride and anticipation. She turned to get a better look, her smile widening. While she admired herself, my mind couldn’t help but slip to the past. Memories of our childhood together, of the times we were inseparable, flooded my thoughts. The mischievous adventures, the laughter, and the bond we once shared felt like a lifetime ago. “Hey! Where is your head at? Your Luna needs some help here!” Naomi’s voice snapped me back to the present. She looked at me petulantly, her arms crossed, the smile replaced by a slight frown. “Sorry,” I mumbled, stepping forward to help her with the intricate details of her dress. As I adjusted the delicate lace around her shoulders and fastened the tiny buttons, I could feel the old closeness resurfacing. Despite everything, the connection we had was undeniable. While helping with her crown, I can’t help feeling close to her again. The crown was heavy, encrusted with jewels that sparkled in the morning light. It symbolized power, authority, and a future that Naomi was eagerly stepping into. I placed it gently on her head, making sure it was perfectly aligned. “Do you remember when we were kids?” I asked softly, hoping to reach some part of the Naomi I once knew. She glanced at me; her face expressionless. “I do,” she replied. “We were quite the troublemakers.” I nodded, encouraged by her words. “We had fun back then,” I said. “Everything was simpler.” Naomi’s face hardened and she snapped, “Those days are gone, Iris. I’ve grown up. I had to.” “I know,” I whispered. Then, feeling brave, I added, “But I miss the girl you used to be. That girl laughed and cared about others.” Naomi whirled around to face me fully, her eyes cold and unyielding. “That girl was weak. She didn’t understand what it takes to lead, to survive.” “Is that why you hate me?” I asked, the question slipping out before I could stop it. Naomi’s eyes flashed with anger. “Hate you? You took everything from me, Iris. Jasper was supposed to be mine, and you stole him.” I shook my head, tears welling up. “I didn’t steal him. I wasn’t something I had control over. You know that.” “Control?” Naomi spat. “That’s what it is all about. And now, I have it. I have the power to make my own choices. And as for you, Iris, don’t think for a second that I’ve forgotten what you did. I will enjoy watching you suffer. Consider it payback for all those years I lived in your shadow.” The venom in her words struck me like a blow. I had known Naomi was angry, bitter even, but this level of hatred was beyond what I had imagined. I looked into her eyes, searching for any hint of the friend I once knew, but all I saw was a stranger. “I don’t want to do this,” I said weakly. “I just want my friend back.” She laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. “Your friend?” She asked, as if the words were strange to her. “That girl is gone, Iris. And what you see now is what I have become, what I had to become. You can either accept it or suffer the consequences.” I couldn’t leave it there. I had to ask one last question. “You never told me, who is your mate?” Naomi’s eyes flickered with an emotion I couldn’t quite place. She was a few months younger than me, so when she got her wolf, I was already Jasper’s mate. “He is gone,” Naomi said. She looked at me in the mirror with a dangerous smirk. I blinked, trying to process her words. “Gone?” I asked. “What do you mean?” “I asked Jasper to get rid of him as soon as I found out who he was,” she said nonchalantly, examining her nails. “He is not my mate. He is only an obstacle standing between me and my true happiness.” I was shocked. The weight of her words settled heavily on me. “Naomi, how could you?” I asked, shaking my head in disbelief. She shrugged, her eyes cold and detached. “He was nothing to me,” she explained, “Just a name, a face. My destiny is far greater than being tied to someone who would hold me back.” I couldn’t handle it anymore. A wave of nausea hit me, and I started to dry-heave. The room spun around me, and I grasped the edge of the vanity to steady myself. Naomi’s face turned white and then red with anger as I covered my mouth, gagging up spit. She stepped closer, her voice low and threatening. “Don’t play any games, Iris. You know even if you are bearing Jasper’s child, it won’t change a thing. Besides, I won’t let it happen. Chapter 4 The Rejection Today is the coronation day of Naomi, and I was waiting in my room for Jasper to come and reject me. My heart pounded and it was getting harder and harder to breath. I paced back and forth, unable to stand still. My bedroom, usually a place of comfort, felt like a prison today. I could hear the sounds of bustling activity, preparations for Naomi’s big day underway. The grandeur of the occasion was lost on me, overshadowed by the impending rejection. “It is for the best,” I said to my wolf, Molly. “My life will be more livable after the rejection,” I said, trying to convince myself of the truth of my words. “Naomi’s resentment is only misguided. I can try and get her to trust me again after. At least I would have her back. And if I am to work as her servant, making amends would make my life easier in that regard.” My wolf whimpered, her sadness mirroring my own. “I know, Molly,” I said, sitting on the edge of my bed. “It’s just… this bond with Jasper has become too heavy a burden to bear. Maybe… maybe it is better this way.” Just then, the door creaked open, and Jasper walked into the room. Jasper was dressed impeccably, his black suit highlighting his strong, commanding presence. His eyes, however, were void of the warmth they once held for me. They were cold, detached, a stark reminder of the gulf that had grown between us. “Let’s just get it over with,” he said, his voice devoid of any emotion. The words cut through me. After all of this, I wasn’t even worth a few minutes of his time. I was just something to cross off his checklist. Even though I was in pain, I forced myself to remain stoic. “Sure,” I answered, matching his tone. My voice was flat, empty, reflecting the hollowness I felt inside. But then, something in Jasper’s expression changed. His eyes softened, and a hint of a smirk played at the corners of his mouth. “You know, if you beg nicely, I can put you in a cute little house…” The suggestion was both insulting and infuriating. I squared my shoulders, meeting his gaze head-on. “No need,” I said quickly. “I am fine being Naomi’s maid.” His smirk disappeared, replaced by a look of irritation. “You despite me, don’t you?” he said, pulling off his perfectly knotted tie with a sharp, frustrated movement. I didn’t answer, my silence speaking volumes. The truth was, I didn’t despite him. Even now, I still couldn’t. I despised the situation, and the circumstances that had led us here. But before I could speak, he closed the distance between us, his hands gripping my hands firmly. His grip was firm, almost bruising, as he pulled my hands over my head. The intensity in his eyes both terrifying and magnetic. His forceful and demanding kiss left no room for hesitation. The kiss was the culmination of our pent-up anger and frustration, a desperate attempt to reclaim something that had long been lost. His hands swimming, and I responded by tangling my hands in his hair, pulling him closer. His suit jacket was the first to go, hitting the floor with a soft thud. My hands moved to the buttons of his shirt, fumbling in my haste. One by one, they gave way, revealing him slowly. His eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of me. For a brief moment, the anger seemed to melt away, replaced by a raw, unfiltered hunger. He traveled lower, kissing, and I shivered in anticipation. I was completely vulnerable now at his mercy. But I wanted this, I needed it more than I could express. The sensations were overwhelming. “Jasper,” I gasp, tugging at his hair. He pulled back, his eyes meeting mine with a predatory gleam. We moved in perfect sync, a dance of passion and desperation. I felt the pressure building, a tight coil in me ready to snap. Jasper’s movements became erratic, his breath coming in harsh pants. The wave crashed over me, leaving me breathless and trembling. Jasper collapsed beside me as he caught his breath. I lay there, staring at the ceiling. For a brief moment, everything else faded away. I thought of Elias. Here, about to be rejected, desperately needing Jasper… I thought of Elias. Jasper shot out of the bed without warning, looking at me with anger and maybe a little hurt in his eyes. “I’m glad that I am going to be done with you and this stupid betrayal pain,” he spat, his voice laced with bitterness. The realization hit me. Now I knew why he never failed to show up at the worst of times. “Don’t.” He cuts me off when I try to say something. He stopped me from saying anything further, his hands raised in a silent plea. The rejection ceremony began, the ancient words of separation flowing out of him. I spoke in a shaky voice but said them as well. The breaking of the mate bond was excruciating. It felt like a part of my soul was being ripped away. The pain was so intense, so overwhelming, that I passed out. As consciousness slipped away, I felt a warm liquid on my legs. Panic surged through me, but I was too weak to move. My last thought before darkness claimed me was a single, horrifying realization. It was blood. I have just begun to feel a subtle vitality in my body few days ago. Now this vitality has turned into deathly silence. Could it be... Chapter 5 The Coronation I woke up to someone rocking me violently. The world around me was a blur, and my head throbbed with pain. “Wake up! The coronation is about to start! Naomi is waiting for you!” The voice was urgent, insistent, pulling me out of the darkness. My vision slowly cleared, and I recognized one of Naomi’s attendants, her face pinched with annoyance. When she left, I struggled to sit up, aching from the aftermath of the rejection. I glanced down and found blood on my legs, a stark reminder of what happened. My heart ached, not just from the physical pain but from the realization of what I had lost. My wolf, Molly, was quieter than usual, her sadness mirroring my own. “We could have had a lovely little puppy.” I heard her painful whispering. The bond with Jasper, once a source of strength and joy, had been brutally severed, leaving us both wounded. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. I forced myself to freshen up, washing away the traces of blood and tears. The reflection in the mirror showed a pale, haunted face, but there was no time to dwell on it. Naomi needed me. Despite everything, I still had to fulfill my duties. I dressed quickly and made my way to Naomi’s room. Naomi looked at me with worry as I entered the room, her eyes briefly softening. But then she quickly masked it with condescending pity. “Well, well, well. I guess you took the rejection pretty hard there I see,” she said, her voice dripping with false concern. I didn’t say anything, my silence a shield against her taunts. The pain was too fresh, too raw to respond. The coronation of the new Lune in our pack was a monumental event, attracting every powerful Alpha on the continent along with their Lunas. The grand hall was filled with people, the air buzzing with anticipation. Even the recently reappeared Lycan King had answered the invitation, his presence adding to the gravity of the occasion. The invitation had suggested that the new Luna was going to be me, the new Alpha’s mate and the daughter of the old Beta. So people were shocked when Jasper got up to make his announcement. He radiated authority, the perfect image of an Alpha ready to lead. His dark eyes scanned the room, momentarily resting on me, and I felt a pang of loss. The crowd fell silent as the air filled with expectation. “The Great Pack,” Jasper began, addressing them as one. “Thank you for coming to this occasion. Today, we mark the beginning of a new era.” He paused, allowing his words to sink in. There was a murmur of excitement from the crowd, their eyes fixed on him. Jasper had always been a compelling speaker, able to command attention with ease. “As you all know,” he continued, “the position of Luna is one of great importance. It is a role that requires not only strength and wisdom but also the unwavering support of the Alpha.” He took a breath, his gaze hardening as he said, “But before I name my new luna, I must inform you that I have rejected my mate.” Gasps and murmurs of disbelief rippled through the crowd. My heart pounded, each word a dagger twisting deeper. I stood there, frozen, as Jasper’s declaration shattered the expectations of everyone present. “This new Luna will be my true love, Naomi,” Jasper announced, his voice resolute. He gestured towards Naomi, who stood beside him with a victorious smile. “She is the daughter of a loyal supporter, someone who has stood by me and our pack through thick and thin. Her dedication and commitment are beyond question.” Naomi stepped forward, her face glowing with pride and satisfaction. She basked in the attention as the guests looked on, their expressions ranging from surprise to confusion to pity. “I assure you,” Jasper continued. “This decision was made with the best interests of the pack in mind. Naomi and I will lead this pack with strength, wisdom, and a commitment to our shared future.” The crowd remained silent, absorbing the news. I stared at the ground, standing silently beside the beaming Naomi, accepting the pitying glances of those around me. My heart was heavy, but I kept my head down, determined not to let them see my pain. Naomi beamed, basking in her newfound status. I remained silent as my emotions churned. Just then, Molly alerted me excitedly that my mate was in the crowd. My heart skipped a beat, fear gripping me at the thought that the rejection between me and Jasper hadn’t worked. But Molly reassured me otherwise, her excitement infectious. I scanned the crowd, my eyes searching for the source of Molly’s enthusiasm. 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2,250,864	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":0.9974435155116423,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	No	2024-10-20 19:51	active	1669	🌟🌟🌟Search BookID“2755” Click learn more 👉👉👉👉 💖😍One click to continue reading👉	Prologue She smiled sadly at the file in her hands. She wanted to tell her husband, but what should she do. It's already been a week she came to know about this, but she couldn't get the strength to tell him. "Baby…" She got startled at her husband's voice before immediately hiding the file under the pillows. She stood up, smiling at him as he came inside and instantly hugged her. He moaned slightly, heaving his head in her crook, smiling happily. "What happened, Babe? You're looking tired." He hummed before tightening his grip on her and placing kisses all over her nape. "Oh, come on, Liam. Go and freshen up. I will arrange dinner. Come on. Enough big buddy, come on." She exclaimed, trying to pull away from the pig, but he just whined, kissing her neck. But finally, she pushed him away, making him pout. She chuckled, pointing at the bathroom. He walked towards the toilet, sulking. She sighed, grabbing the file and again hiding it in the cupboard. No matter what happens, she has to tell him. It's important. She prepared the table after heating the food. Liam started eating the food as she was busy with the chores. His phone started ringing, making him answer it. "Okay. Okay, fine, I am coming." Amelia looked at him with raised eyebrows. "I have to go. Rose and Luna asked for me, and they said it was urgent. I even heard Rose crying. I need to go there." Amelia nodded her head, and Liam ran outside after kissing her forehead. She frowned, slapping her forehead, remembering that she had to meet her brother today. She was about to get her bag, but then she got a message from her brother's fiancée asking her to come to the place. She messaged her. Amelia wanted to know why, but she went to the place after reading that it was urgent. She knew Kelly would never message her something like this. The matter seems serious. She went to the place and was left petrified seeing Rose, Luna, her brother, Kelly, and even Liam. She ran towards her brother after witnessing severe bruises all over his face. "My God! What happened to your face? Who the hell did this?" she said, touching her brother's face, who stared at her with sad eyes. "Don't touch this piece of shit, Amy. Your hands will get dirty." She gasped out, hearing her husband's words. Kelly was about to snap, but Amelia shook her head to warn her. "What is wrong with you, Liam? How dare you insult my brother like this?" she said, glaring at him, who scoffed. Rose was crying, hugging Liam, while Luna glared at Amelia and her brother, Harry. "This bastard tried to rape my sister, Amy. He tried to force himself on Rose." Amelia gasped in horror hearing those words. She looked at her brother for confirmation, and Harry instantly shook his head. "I swear on our deceased parents, Amy, I did no such thing. She's lying. I swear. I am not like this, Amy, I swear." Liam was about to snap at him but stopped when Amelia said, "I know, brother, I know you can never do such a thing. I know." She nodded her head. Even though she felt sorry thinking that Rose was raped, she knew his brother. She trusts her brother more than herself. Harry loves Kelly more than anything. He never even looked at another woman nor touched anybody in his drunken state. "Amy, are you serious. How could you take his side? Look at Rose. Marks are all over her body. How can you say that? You are a woman too. You are saying that Rose is lying. How could you?" Liam yelled out, pushing Rose in her mother's arms and walking closer to Amelia, who shook her head. "I am not saying that she's lying. But I wouldn't accuse my brother blindly as well. Being a woman doesn't mean I will believe other woman's accusations instantly. We need proof. We need to look into this matter carefully. These are heavy accusations, Liam." "We need to contact the police. My brother will handle this matter fairly. Police will look into it, and if my brother is the culprit, he will be punished, but if not, then…" "Then what? My daughter will be tagged as a liar, a disgrace. No. No, we can't do this. He will marry my daughter. We are religious people, Amelia. I can't let my daughter be called a disgrace," Luna, Rose's mother, exclaimed, making Harry instantly work up. "No, I wouldn't marry this sly woman. Why don't you people believe me? I didn't even touch her. I swear to God, she's lying. Please, I love Kelly. I love her so much, only her." Liam again punched him, making Amelia push Liam away from her brother. "Amy, I wouldn't marry her. I didn't touch her, I swear. She's setting me up." Harry then looked at Kelly. "I swear, Kelly, I love you. I would not do this to you." Kelly nodded her head and hugged Harry. "Enough of that, Liam. I wouldn't tolerate more violence against my brother. He's innocent till proven guilty, so suck your anger up." Liam shot her a glare before hugging her sister, who was crying. "Fine, then. We will go to court, and all of this will be decided. I swear you will regret taking his side." Liam said, side hugging his sister, who looked at her mother with scared eyes. "Liam, I don't think bringing this up to court is the right thing to do. What will people think of our family?" Liam glared at her. "I don't give a shit of what people think about my sister. I need justice. I will put this bastard in jail and will make him suffer. He will pay for what he did to my sister. I don't want him to touch my sister again. I don't think it is right for Rose to marry the one who harassed her," Liam exclaimed, tensing both Rose and Luna, who looked at each other with scared eyes. Liam looked at Amelia, who was looking at him with sad eyes. "Choose, Amelia. He or me? If you choose your brother, then be ready for divorce. But if you choose me, then you have to end your relationship with your brother." His eyes were practically begging his only love to come to him, to choose him but no. Her brother was always more than anything to her. "I will never leave my brother when he needs me the most. What kind of a sister will I be if I wouldn't stand with him in this condition?" Liam chuckled sadly as he nodded his head. "Fine. Then tomorrow, my lawyer will contact you for divorce and also for the charges on your brother." "No, Liam, wait--" Harry tried stopping Liam, but Amelia grabbed his wrist, shaking her head. "Fine. If your sister's accusations matter more than our five years relationship and three years of marriage, then fine, go ahead. Divorce me. I will sign the papers. But…" She walked closer to Liam with her teary eyes. Liam also stared back, almost begging her with his eyes not to do this. "Once I signed those papers. We will never be one again. Never." Liam nodded before pulling Rose with him, followed by Luna, who avoided eye contact with Amelia and Harry. Harry hugged his sister, who smiled, rubbing his back. He was blaming himself. But Amelia knew it wasn't him. It was Liam's ego, his too much trust in his stepsister, and his lack of respect for her and her brother. Even though everything crumbled down that time, the man who crushed it never thought that one day he would cry trying to grab those shattered pieces only to have nothing in return - nothing. Chapter 1 Amelia's POV Clutching my chest, I cried harder. How could he? How can he end our years older relationship in just a few minutes? What have I done wrong? What have I done that he is punishing me? I have to talk to him. This is not the right thing to do. We have loved each other for years. Just because of his stepsister's accusation and my brother being accused, he can't do this to me… to us. After a proper time of convincing myself, I decided to talk to him. Dialing his number, I held it near my ear. On one ring, someone picked the call, and silence spread all over. I closed my eyes, letting more tears fall. I can hear his harsh breathing. "Liam," I whispered, making him sigh out. "Amy." I heard his raspy voice. He sounded like he was crying and was drunk. "Don't do this, Liam. We can handle this matter first. We don't have to get divorced yet. Please," I said, almost begging him. "I don't want to do this as well, Amy. Just come to me. I l-love you so much. P-Please stop standing up for him. Just come to me and leave him. P-Please." I closed my eyes, hearing his cracked tone. "I can't, Liam. He's my brother. Why can't you understand this?" I heard him scoff. "And she's my sister, Amy. I promised my father to protect her. I can't do this to her. Your presence will always remind her of your brother's barbaric act. Just come to us and tell her that you support her. You can save us, Amy." I wiped my tears, feeling helpless. "Fine, then. You fight for your sister. And I will fight for my brother. Because if my brother is guilty, I will ask for Rose's forgiveness kneeling on my knees, but I would never leave him until proven guilty." "Fine. Do whatever you want. You want to destroy us, then fine. I don't know you anymore, Amelia. I don't - I don't k-know you anymore." With that, he cut the call but not before I heard his loud sob. More tears made their way to my pale cheeks as slowly my whimpers turned into loud sobs. Why, Liam, why can't you wait? Why do you want to end us like this? "Amy." I heard Harry's voice. I wanted to wipe my tears. I didn't want him to blame himself for my pain. But as much as tears I tried wiping away, more made their way to my cheeks. I stared at him with teary and sad eyes as another sob left from my lips. "I am sorry, sis. I am sorry." He hugged me tightly, crying as well. I shook my head, kissing his forehead. "No, you don't have to. I trust you, my brother. Even if I have to sacrifice more than I already had lost, we will fight. I wouldn't back off. We will prove your innocence. I promise your sister will never leave you. You have to be strong." He nodded his head, wiping my tears. I did the same as we again hugged each other. Third Person's POV Being five years older than Harry, Amelia promised to take care of her brother in his every step of life. She was only 16, and Harry was 11 when their parents died. She was arranged to Liam from the day she was born. Because of their parent's small company, she was able to take care of hers and her brother's expenses. Liam and Amelia had always liked each other from childhood. They had many similarities, making it easier for them to fall for each other. Liam's father died when Liam joined the company at 21. Rose was the daughter of his father from his second marriage with Luna. Both mother and daughter had been kind to Amelia and Liam all over. Even though he never really liked Luna, Liam vowed to protect and give his stepsister everything she wished for. When Harry turned 18, he fell for Kelly after meeting her in his high school final year. They both started dating, and at the age of 20, they got engaged, but someone already had eyes on Harry, which destroyed everything. People say right. Too much jealousy is the most vicious disease. Once a body catches it, it always ends up destroying everything, including one's self. Weeks passed by, and as promised, Liam sent the divorce papers and attempted rape charges on Harry. Harry was arrested, but it didn't shock them as they already knew it would happen. Everything had started, but somewhere in Amelia's heart, she still wanted to save her crumbling marriage because divorce was not a solution for her. In her view, she and Liam should wait for the proper results, but Liam refused to listen to her. Holding the divorce papers, she walked inside the house. The same place she once called hers. She wanted to talk to him, even if it was for the last time. But divorce is not a joke. She suddenly froze in her place when she heard groaning and moaning sounds. She recognized that groan. But the difference was the moan wasn't hers. Blood rushed to her ears, and her heart went numb. Soon the door of the room slammed open, and a half-naked Liam walked out. He still didn't notice her as he walked towards the hallway where she was standing. Soon his steps halted when his eyes fell on the pale feet standing in front of him. His eyes roamed upwards and finally met with those electric grey ones. Her empty and numb gaze met his. She looked lost while he looked horrified. Liam was frozen. He didn't expect her to catch him in an act. He looked at her with pure guilt and she with disappointment. They heard footsteps, and finally, the lawyer came inside. She brought out a pen and opened the divorce papers without another word. Without any hesitation, to Liam's shock, she signed the papers and handed them to the lawyer, who had pitiful eyes. "Babe, where are --" A girl came out only covered in a blanket. She instantly went inside after seeing another man there. The lawyer's face scrunched in disgust. "After finalizing the divorce, give me the copy, Lupas." Lupas, the lawyer, nodded before muttering. "You still have time. You can talk out.--" His words cut short with Amelia's chuckle. "Marriage has some limits, Lupas. And once those limits have been crossed, there is nothing left to talk." She turned her gaze to Liam, who had teary eyes. "Our marriage has crossed it." With that, she walked out of the house. Liam didn't follow her as well, even though his heart was screaming to run towards her. But how could he? He's the one who knowingly crushed them. He took the papers and signed them. Their divorce was finalized. That time Amelia understood one thing. She has to give her brother justice—a justice he deserves. She must do whatever it takes to prove her brother's innocence. Chapter 2 Third Person's POV Everything seems to just come to ruins in Amelia and Harry's lives. All the things that were happening to them were wrong and bad. Amelia's trust in her brother increased even more after seeing his condition. Harry's health kept on worsening day by day. The poor guy was going into depression. If it were not for his sister and his fiancée, he would have hurt himself after all the pain he was going through. Their business got destroyed. Amelia had to sell their mansion to get the money to fight the case. Everything became worst for the siblings, and Amelia knew who was behind all of this - Liam. He was doing his best to give the siblings the worst pain they could ever imagine. He wasn't only in rage for what Harry was accused of. But also mad at Amelia for leaving him and choosing her brother. Liam wanted her to beg him for mercy but nothing. Amelia was way too stronger than he could ever imagine. She knew one day, he would regret the things he was doing to them badly. But it will be of no use. Harry's mental kept on worsening. He was dropped from his university as well. His career seemed to go in ruins because he wasn't even responsible for the accusations. The mocking, disgusting stares and knife-like words of people were doing well in destroying the poor guy. He was only 21. No matter how much he tried to act strong, the pain was too much for him to handle. He wanted to be strong for his sister and fiancée, but he lost everything, even himself, with time. He tried to help her sister after he bailed out, but he couldn't keep up with the rejections he got with the harsh words. How can people judge someone without even knowing the truth? It hurt when you were accused of something you never did. It was hurting him beyond his limit. Hate was a small word to describe what he was feeling for Rose and Liam. He knew that Liam was doing everything for his sister. But the extent he has gone to now seems to tear apart not only him but his sister too. "Brother, get yourself together. I promise I am here for you." Harry shook his head, crying on his sister's shoulder, clutching the ring in his hand. His fiancée, Kelly, ends their engagement, finally believing Rose after three trials. It's been five months since the day case was going on. And now Kelly had finally given up on Harry, saying that she couldn't deal with all of this. "Kelly believed that maybe I-I t-tried to do that t-to Rose." He couldn't contain the words to deliver further as he was beyond hurt remembering Kelly's words. "No, no, I trust you, my little Prince. I know you did nothing. I know. Please be strong, at least for me. I trust you. We will prove your innocence." He shook his head, pulling away from her. "Liam is making sure to make our lives extremely painful. He will destroy us. Why not you just listen to him? He asked you to marry him again. Be with him, and I will just ask for forgiven---" "For what? Did you assault Rose?" Harry immediately shook his head. "Then we will fight. We will fight until your innocence is proven. Don't worry. Your sister will be with you until her last breath." She said, caressing both cheeks of Harry and wiping his tears away. "I just want you to be happy." Amelia shook her head, caressing his head before again pulling him in her arms. "I will be happy when that day comes that everyone will beg for your forgiveness. I will be happy when I will prove that my brother is innocent." Harry smiled through his teary eyes, grateful for having a sister like her. Suddenly their moment got interrupted hearing a knock on the door. They had shifted to a small apartment after selling their mansion. It was a cozy small apartment big enough for them. "I'll go check it. Wipe these tears and be strong, okay? You're stronger than this. Right?" He smiled, nodding his head. Amelia went to the door, opening it, and instantly blood drained out of her system, witnessing the man standing there. The same face she used to adore so much now she despised it with her everything. Liam chuckled at her pale face. "Aren't you gonna invite me in?" She frowned at the man's audacity before trying to close the door but instead, he slammed it open, making her stumble back a little. He barged in with his two men following him inside. "What the hell. Get out of my house. Right now…" She seethed at him, following him inside. He finally stopped in the living room, making Harry stand up with a frown. Liam smirked as his eyes fell on the ring lying on the glass table. He shot Harry a mocking glare. "What happened, bastard? Your butterfly flew away. I heard Kelly broke the engagement with you, and you know she's now the fiancée of one of the biggest businessmen of France, Daniel Stroke. He's my friend. He liked her a lot and finally proposed to her, and she accepted it. I think they are going to get married in two or three months. How do you feel about that?" Hurt was visible in Harry's eyes which raged Amelia up. She grabbed Liam's arm roughly, turning him around and facing her. "Yes. She broke the engagement. But you know we don't care. It's better not to have unfaithful people around us. Only bad times will tell us who's sincere and who's not." Harry smiled lightly, hearing his sister's words. Liam clenched his jaw before taking a step closer to her, but she didn't step back, just stared at him with the same intensity and challenge. "You're playing with fire, darling. I told you, didn't I? I told you to come back to me. I told you I wanted you back, and if you didn't come, you would face terrible consequences. But you just don't seem to understand, huh." "I would rather face the consequences than be with trash like you. I made the mistake of being with you once. I wouldn't make that mistake again." She snapped at him, making him angrier. Suddenly he grabbed her waist, pulling her against his chest. Her hands fell on his biceps as she gave a hard push on his arms but nothing. He was away stronger than her. Harry tried helping his sister, but instead, Liam's men held him back. Amelia gritted her teeth, giving hard tugs on his biceps, but rather, he leaned closer to her face. "I want to hate you so badly. But I just don't seem to do so. I love you so damn much. I thought I could live without you, but I was wrong. I can't even sleep without you being beside me. I don't know what to do anymore. I want you back, Amelia. Just stop being stubborn and creating problems for your brother and to yourself and come back to me." He said, tightening his grip on her waist but only getting hard pushes on his arms. "Never. Let go. I said, let me go. Your touch disgusts me. Let go, Liam." She raised her voice struggling in his arms while glaring at his dark gaze. His eyes twitched hearing her words. Disgust, she feels disgusted by his touch now. He scoffed. "Really? Isn't this the same touch and man you used to love madly?" He said, pulling his free hand up and caressing her cheek, but she jerked her head away from him. "Right. I was used to. I used to. Not anymore. Now let go of me." She said she was struggling, but Liam seemed to enjoy her squirming figure in his arms after five months. He never thought that staying away from her for a few months could become this horrible for him. "Liam, let my sister go, you fucker. Let her go." Harry yelled at the heartless man standing there staring at his Ex-wife, who was busy glaring at him and trying to push him away. "You want to know how I felt when I came to know you harassed my sister, Harry? You deserve to feel what I felt." Saying that he slammed his ex-wife's body on the near wall before hitting his lips on hers right away. Tears started streaming down from Amelia's eyes. Her struggling becomes intense. She started thrashing in his arms, but he had no effect. She started hitting his chest continuously. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them beside her head on the wall. She closed her eyes in shame and disgust. Her brother's voice was echoing in the whole room. Harry was crying, yelling, and thrashing in men's hold to get away and help his sister but in vain. Men looked away from the scene, not liking how their boss treated the woman. After all, they had their sister and mother too. "Punish me, Liam, not her. She's innocent. I beg you. I am not lying. You will regret this, Liam. You will regret this. Please stop." Harry screamed out, still struggling. Liam finally broke the kiss and placed his forehead on hers, breathing crazily. While Amelia was crying hard, she never thought that one day this man, the same man she loved with her everything could assault her like this. His actions tore her apart. Opening his dark orbs, he stared at her face for some time before letting her body go. She fell on the floor, breathing painfully. Guilt rose in his veins as soon as his ex-wife fell on the floor crying badly. But soon, it faded away when his eyes fell on Harry, who was also on his knees crying while staring at his sister. "Tell me how it feels. It hurts right. That's how to hurt me when I saw my sister's torn clothes and battered figure, bastard." He punched Harry making Amelia cry out even more. Suddenly he was again harshly turned around by a hand on his arm. And a sharp pain rose upon his cheek. His Ex-wife, for the first time, slapped him. Chapter 3 Third Person's POV Liam's face turned around rapidly when a soft hand came in contact with his cheek, leaving a hard slap there. Amelia's eyes were bloodshot, and cheeks were soaked in tears, and her lips were bruised up because of his kiss. She breathed sharply before having enough of his nonsense. The things he was doing were beyond disturbing, not only for her but for her brother too. He was mentally torturing her brother, and she could see that it was indeed working. The way Harry dropped his head in defeat showed how much disturbed he was becoming. "Out!" She growled lowly making him turn his head towards her. His sharp gaze met her disgusted one. He internally winced, seeing so much hate in her eyes for him. "Get out, Liam Stone. You already had done enough. I am going to put a restriction order on you now. Today, you have crossed your limits. Get out of my house." Liam glared at her before taking a step closer. "Two days. I am giving you two days. I am ready to take this case back. Even Rose and Luna have no problem. But your brother has to marry my sister. And you, my darling, have to come back to me. You have to be mine again." Amelia looked at him in disbelief before scoffing out. "Neither my brother nor I am going to accept these rubbish offers. My brother wouldn't marry a sly fox." Liam was about to snap at her, but she held her hand up, motioning him to shut up. "And I wouldn't come back to a scumbag like you ever again. Now see yourself out, and tomorrow, you will get a restriction order." "You will regret this. I will make you and your brother regret." Liam challenged her, which she only returned with the same intensity. "Do your best, Mr. Stone." Liam gritted his teeth before storming out of the house. His men followed him, leaving the crying Harry on the floor. Amelia instantly went to her brother. Liam's hands, mind, and whole body were itching to grab Amelia and bring her with him. He wanted to force her to come with him back. His days were becoming dark, and nights were restless without her. A small bundle of happiness he had once in his mansion, he lost her. She was the one who made that four walls building into a home, their home. But now, it was apparent. Everything had been destroyed. The emotions her eyes flashed for him were beyond redemption. He knew that no matter what he did now, he couldn't win her love back, but he still wanted her with him. He was selfish. He knew it and didn't want to lose her for a lifetime. Indeed he will make her realize the truth behind his warning. He will give her pain. But he will make sure to heal that pain when he gets her back. He trusts his sister blindly and will do anything to bring justice to her pain. Even if it's meant to make those siblings' life a living hell and their every moment a painful second, he will. He will do anything to see the people in pain who cause tears in his sister's eyes. Amelia consoled her brother. He was a mess after Liam left. The next day she contacted her lawyer and sent the restriction order to Liam. Liam burnt in a fire when he read the document. No one can keep him away from his love. That's what came to his mind, but again he didn't rush anything. He wanted to wait and let her go to him by herself. He wanted her to break the order. A few weeks went away like a cloud of dust. Harry's mental health became worst. He started having nightmares and hallucinations. Amelia appointed a psychiatrist for him, but he refused to cooperate. Amelia was doing her best to save her brother - to do anything in her power to save her brother and bring justice to him. But then it happened more chaos entered their lives. After the trial of Harry's case, it was assumed that Harry might lose the case as they have nothing to prove that he didn't assault Rose. Amelia couldn't help but feel immense loath and disgust for the man she used to adore so much when Liam bought their lawyer. Liam offered a handful of money to Amelia's lawyer, and he dropped the case accepting the money. Liam was using his power in a highly wrong way. He did everything to make them lose this case, even using dirty methods. But Amelia refused to accept defeat. She was fighting with her everything for her brother. "Harry, where are you. Come here. Dinner is ready, and I made your favorite pasta today. Come on." She heard no response from him, so she decided to check on him. As soon as she entered the room, she felt air knocked out of her lungs when she witnessed her brother's body on the floor. Blood was rapidly oozing out of both his wrists. One horrified scream filled with pain and shock left from her lips. She screamed his name was running towards him. Tears started streaming down her eyes. "Harry, Harry. My brother, what have you done? Please, God, don't let anything happen to him. Harry, please hold on. Nothing will happen. Please. What have you done?" She cried, whispering numerous words. She took the help of her neighbor, who helped her take her brother's body to the hospital as they had a car. They took him to the operation room right away. While she sat there crying her heart out. Her white shirt was full of her brother's blood. Her hands trembled to see his blood freeze on her skin. "You can't leave me. You can't. Please don't leave me." She kept on praying for her brother's healing. She paced back and forth to control her breathing that was coming out hard. Finally, after two hours of the operation, the doctor came out, making her almost jump on him. He sighed as sadness was all over his face. "Your brother's condition is still not stable. We are trying our best, but it seems like his body has given up. It's like he's running away from responding to us. We can't say anything for the next 24 hours. Pray for him." With that, he walked away, leaving the shattered sister behind. Amelia cried for the whole night. She wasn't able to take even one wink of sleep. All she could do was cry and weep at her brother's condition. The clock kept on ticking, and no one came to her. She was all alone, fighting with everything. She stared at the room's door where her brother was kept. He was still under observation. Finally, 24 hours later, the news that made her hurt more arrived. "I am sorry, Ms. Kale, but your brother is in a coma now."	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2,256,782	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2255846}'	Yes	2024-10-20 21:24	active	1671	🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉	“Where the f-k is she?” I hear the Beta scream. Oh no, my ex-mate Beta Kyle is looking for me and trying to torture me again. I groan and get to my feet, grabbing the cleaning basket and taking it with me. The moment Beta Kyle sees me, he strides towards me and his hand slices against my cheek. It hurts more than usual but still, I don't make sound. Years of experience has taught me to do so. “Alpha Trey and I are expecting company and you still have not cleaned the office like you were askedd.” Beta Kyle spits at me. I nod my head and my hand tightens on the cleaning basket. If I could just find the courage to swing it at his head, it would make my day. “We are trying to make a good impression on Alpha Dane. Do you not understand how important it is for us to join ourselves with his pack?!” I don’t answer and keep my eyes low. I know it's a trick, to try and get me to say something so that he can give himself a reason to punish me. Alpha Dane, I had only ever heard rumours about him. He was a ruthless man, a Wolf feared by others. He didn’t mess around and he had the largest pack. “He is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!” Beta Kyle continues. He places his hands on my shoulders, digging his nails into my thinning skin and turns me around, kicking me in the back as he shoves me towards the office. ”Useless f-king Wolf.” He mutters as he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean back against the door, observing the already clean office. There was nothing out of place, it looked perfectly fine for a meeting. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. I hated this house. I thought I could finally escape when I turned eighteen, but four years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle waltzes around reminding me of how worthless I am. Someone clears their throat and I freeze, I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair, just around the corner. A foot propped up on his knee as he nurses a glass of drink. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don’t quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door as my heart pounded. “Is this the way you greet all Alpha’s?” His deep voice rumbles through the room, an edge of amusement to his tone. “I’m sorry.” I whisper, getting to my feet. “I…I thought I was alone.” I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. “Come forward.” He orders and I already feel a lump forming in my throat. Alpha Trey was going to kill me. I do as I’m told, allowing him to see me properly and I am met with narrowed crimson eyes. I close my eyes, expecting the worst. “You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?” I nod, though I couldn’t tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they found out about me. “I would prefer it if you spoke to me.” He growls, “I’m not in the mood to play games.” “Yes.” I whisper. I couldn’t help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? I wasn’t sure how much more my body could take. “How is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me.” “I…..” I hated the question. “Spit it out, I haven’t got all day!” He takes a swig from his drink. I knew why I couldn’t scent him. I knew why I hadn’t been aware of his presence, but telling people why was not something I ever wanted or liked to do. They never let me tell my side of the story. All they do is accept Alpha Trey's word as the truth. “You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?” His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them, there was no way I was making eye contact. “My Wolf abilities were bound,” I mutter. He leans forward, I could feel him staring at me, “Why would someone do that?” If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. “It was a punishment.” I whisper. It wasn’t far from the entire truth but it was the simplest answer I could give. There’s a twitch in his cheek. Was he angry to hear of such a punishment? Or maybe, just like the others, he was amused by it. I couldn’t tell. The door swings open and my brother screeches at me “Neah, what the heck are you doing in my office?” He turns to the crimson eyed man. “I am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane.” Crap, it was him. My brother spins around, his hand stretching out to hit me. I close my eyes, bracing myself, ready to feel the burn. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Alpha Dane’s voice rumbles through the room. Peeking through slits, I see Alpha Dane has risen to his feet, his hand coiled around my brother's wrist. He was taller than my brother, more muscle too. “Neah,” My name rolls off of his tongue, “was kindly showing me to your office, Alpha Trey, as you failed to meet me at the front of your house like I requested.” What? I had no idea what he was talking about. And he had no reason to lie for me. My brother glares at me, clenching his jaw tight. I was going to pay for this later. I would have to try and steal some food. “Go and get Beta Kyle.” Alpha Trey seethes. “Tell him that our guest is here.” I nod my head and hurry from the room, the last thing I wanted was to be caught between bickering men. “Beta Kyle,” I whisper as I enter the dining hall. He instantly glares at me with his dark eyes. I had spoken without being spoken to. “Alpha Trey is in the office with Alpha Dane. I was sent to inform you.” He slams the newspaper down on the table and glares at me as he walks by. “You’re lucky that the Alpha sent you to get me, otherwise you wouldn't be seeing sunlight for a few days.” Pausing behind me, he yanks my head back, locking his fingers in my hair, leaning in close to me, I feel his hot breath on my skin. He doesn’t speak, it was just his way of proving that he could do what he wants when he wants. I try to keep myself busy so I can stay as far away from the office as possible. My peace doesn’t last long when I hear my brother calling out to me. Quietly, I pad towards the office and plaster a smile on my face as I open the door. “Neah, go get the champagne and some glasses, we are celebrating.” I bow my head and hurry to the drinks cabinet. Quickly finding what my brother has asked for. As I re-enter the office, I can feel Alpha Dane watching my every move, even the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. No one ever watches me this closely. “Neah is your sister, correct?” Alpha Dane questions my brother. “She is.” Alpha Trey mutters with disgust. He looks away from me to focus on the man asking questions. “Why do you treat her like shit?” Straight to the point, my brother wouldn’t like that. He only liked sharing information on his terms. No one had spoken to my brother about his treatment of me because everyone took great joy in beating me. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t move but I knew I had to get out of there. If this deal goes to pot because of me, then that would be my fault too. “Neah was responsible for our parents' death.” Alpha Trey spits. I closed my eyes, battling back the tears that were threatening to break free. “Responsible how?” Alpha Dane’s voice rumbles through me. He was definitely angry. “She served them Wolfsbane.” Don’t make a sound. Don’t make a sound. I knew Alpha Dane was studying me. They all did, no one could ever quite believe how someone could do something so disgusting as poisoning their own parents. I stood there, with my head hanging low, wishing for the ground to open up and suck me in. There are movements around me. He was standing directly in front of me. With a rough finger he tilts my face up towards his, forcing me to look at him. Slowly, his hand latches onto my throat but he doesn’t squeeze. “You poisoned your parents?” “I was six.” I splutter. “I just made them lemonade.” My voice comes out all squeaky as I try to defend myself. I could barely remember my parents, but I could remember all the guilt I had been made to feel since that day. His crimson eyes flash to my brothers. “Hardly seems fair to blame a six year old.” “A six year old should know the difference between plants.” Alpha Trey snaps “Sounds to me like she was set up.” Alpha Dane shrugs his shoulders, letting go of my throat. “You weren’t there, Alpha Dane.” My brother muttered through gritted teeth as his eyes narrowed to slits. “I didn’t ask you here to talk about my slave!” Alpha Dane grabs his leather jacket from the chair. Unlike other Alpha’s he seemed to dress more casually. A simple black tee and jeans covered his huge frame. And unlike other Alpha’s, his arms are bare of tattoos, not a single bit of ink poked out anywhere. “You’re right and now I have a few things to mull over.” “I thought we agreed.” My brother exclaims. “Nothing has been signed. Now I will show myself out.” The moment he is out of the office, both my brother and Beta Kyle round on me. “What the f-k did you say to him?” My brother demands, slamming a hand into my stomach. “N..nothing. Well, he just asked me why I smelled funny.” “Did you tell him?” Beta Kyle demands. He was practically spitting in my face. I hated him. I hated him so much that I had vowed to one day get my revenge and rip his stomach out through his mouth. “WELL?” My brother yells when I don’t immediately respond and smacks me across the side of the head. My head involuntarily moves up and down. “But I didn’t say it was you.” I tried to sound strong and confident but it just comes out as a whisper. My brother's hand locks into my black hair as he yanks my head back, sending a shooting pain through my skull. “If you have ruined this, you won’t see daylight again.” He drags me by my hair from the office and down the hallway towards the basement door. “Please….” I beg. “He was an Alpha…I… I had to answer him.” My cheeks burn with my tears as he flings the door open. On the other side of the door is Alpha Dane. He is leaning against the wall with his arms folded, staring out at us. My brother's hand falls from my hair, relieving the pressure on the back of my skull. “Alpha Dane, I thought you had left.” Alpha Trey murmurs angrily. “I said I would show myself out. I thought I had found the door, but instead I find a basement, riddled in your sister's strange scent. Is this how you treat your family?” “As I said,” my brother holds his ground, “She is responsible for the death of my parents, so yes, this is what she deserves.” “You should keep your nose out of other packs' business!” Beta Kyle adds. Alpha Dane laughs. “If I agree to this deal, everything about your business becomes my business. So tell me, what would your punishment be for her? No food, locked away for a week, beatings?” “We don’t….” “Really?” He cocks a brow, “You really expect me to believe that you would have just let her sleep? I have already stopped you from hitting her once. " My brother and Beta Kyle fell silent. I peer through slits to see his crimson eyes on me. There was no reason for him to defend me and yet he was. I was a nobody, no one special. Just who everyone called a traitor. Only instead of being given a death sentence, my brother had decided to make me spend my life suffering. “I have a proposition for you, Alpha Trey.” Alpha Dane is smirking at my brother. “We have already agreed on terms.” “Well, I’m adding one. And if you don’t agree, you will not get my help. Instead, you will become my enemy. And we both know, you don’t want that.” “I take it that your new terms have something to do with her?” Alpha Trey mutters through clenched teeth. “You would be correct. Let me take her away to my pack and then you, Trey will have a deal.” Me? Why would he want me? As my brother and his Beta discuss me, Alpha Dane is still studying me. His look made me nervous. What could someone like him possibly want with me? “Deal.” Alpha Trey sticks out his hand for Alpha Dane to shake. He doesn’t take it, instead his crimson eyes shift from me to my brother. “I will have paperwork drawn up and will return tomorrow.” He reaches a hand out and cups my face, “Ensure you have everything packed.” He drags his thumb across my bottom lip and strides to the opposite end of the hallway and straight to the front door. He knew exactly where the front door was, so what was he up to? He pauses at the door. “If I find out any one of you has laid a hand on her. The contract will be the last thing you need to worry about.” He struts out, slamming the door behind him. Seeing Alpha Dane walking out of the door, my brother immediately grabs me by the collar. "You think you're going to lead a good life if you follow Alpha Dane out of here? Don't be naive!" He continues in a vicious voice. "He's the cruellest man in the world, he has killed nine of his mates, I'm waiting to see what will happen to you!"	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2,255,393	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2254184}'	No	2024-10-20 21:24	active	1671	😍Read the next chapters👉	At Grace Mansion, the lanterns in the corridors cast intricate shadows on the window frames, resembling beasts looming on the walls. Carissa Sinclair sat on a chair with her hands folded in her lap, her slender body hidden beneath plain clothes. She looked at the man before her—her husband whom she had spent a year waiting for. Barrett Warren was still wearing his slightly-worn battle armor. Standing under the dim light, he looked commanding and handsome. His face showed a mix of determination and a touch of regret. "Carissa, the king has issued a royal edict for this marriage. Aurora will be joining our household. There's no question about it," said Barrett. Carissa's eyes clouded with confusion. "The queen dowager has said that General Yates is a model for all women in the kingdom. Would she be willing to be a concubine?" Barrett's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. "No, she won’t be a concubine. She’ll be my legal wife and equal to you." "Calling her that doesn't change anything. Ultimately, she’s really just a concubine in disguise," Carissa replied, remaining indifferent. Barrett frowned. "What does it matter? Aurora and I developed feelings for each other on the battlefield. We earned this marriage through our achievements. I don’t need your approval." Carissa smiled mockingly. "Developed feelings, huh? Do you remember what you said to me before you left for war?" On their wedding night a year ago, Barrett had left to lead reinforcements on an expedition. Before leaving, he had lifted his wife’s veil and promised her, "Carrisa Sinclair, you're the only woman I'll ever love in my life. I will never take a concubine!" Feeling awkward, Barrett turned away. "Forget what I said. When I married you, I didn’t understand love. I thought you were a suitable match for a wife until I met Rory." Talking about the woman he loved, his eyes softened and filled with deep affection. He turned back to Carissa and added, "She’s unlike any woman I’ve ever met. I love her deeply. I hope you'll agree to this." Carissa felt a lump in her throat. Despite feeling a mix of disgust and unwillingness, she still asked, "What about your parents? Do they agree?" "They do. It was a royal edict. Besides, Aurora is straightforward, cheerful, and lovable. She visited my mother a while ago." They agreed? Hah... How ironic! Everything Carissa had done over the past year had all been for nothing. "Is she currently in the mansion?" Carissa asked, lifting her brow. Barrett spoke of Aurora Yates with a softness in his voice, "Yes, she’s talking to my mother. She’s made her very happy. Even her health seems to be improving." "Improving?" Carissa felt a whirlwind of emotions. "When you went to war, your mother was seriously ill. I brought in the best physician to treat her. I managed the estate’s affairs by day and stayed up nights by her bedside. It was only because of this that her condition started to improve." Carissa wasn’t seeking praise. She was stating the facts of her exhausting year. "But seeing Aurora has made my mother feel even better," Barrett said earnestly. "I know this is unfair to you, but for the greater good, please support Aurora and me." Carissa pressed her lips into a thin line as she blinked away the tears in her eyes and sharpened her gaze. "Invite General Yates over. I have a few things to ask her." "There's no need for that. Carissa, she’s different from any woman you know. She’s a general, and she's above the usual household squabbles. She wouldn’t want to meet you," Barrett refused instantly. Carissa retorted, "What kind of women do I know? What kind of woman am I to you? Have you forgotten? I'm also the daughter of a noble family. My father and my six brothers died on the Southern Frontier three years ago-" "That’s them," Barrett interrupted. "But you're a delicate woman suited for the comforts of home. Aurora has no respect for such women. She’s straightforward and unrestrained. If she meets you, she might say things you won’t like. Why put yourself through that?" As Carissa looked up, the striking beauty mark under the corner of her eye became more evident in the light. She calmly said, "It’s fine. If she says anything unpleasant, I’ll ignore it. Understanding the bigger picture and acting with dignity are essential virtues for any matriarch. Don't you trust me?" Chapter 2 Barrett sighed in frustration. “Why put yourself through this? There was a royal edict for this marriage. Even when Aurora moves in, you’ll be in separate wings. She won’t compete with you for control of the household. She doesn’t care about those things.” “Do you really think I’m attached to managing this household?” Carissa countered. Running this mansion was no easy task. Just the monthly medicine for Barrett’s mother cost dozens of silver coins. Then, there was food, clothing, and social obligations—all these things required money. This household was practically a hollow shell. Over the past year, Carissa had used much of her dowry to keep things running. And this was her reward. “Enough, I won’t argue with you. I just needed to inform you. Whether you agree or not changes nothing,” said Barrett, his patience wearing thin. As Carissa watched him leave in a huff, she felt even more bitter. “My lady, my lord was too much!” said Lulu, Carissa’s maid, wiping her tears away. “Don’t call him that!” Carissa gave her a stern look. “We never consummated the marriage. He’s not your lord. Go fetch my dowry list.” “Why the dowry list?” Lulu asked, puzzled. Carissa tapped her on the forehead. “Silly girl, why would we stay in this house any longer?” Lulu held her forehead and gasped. “But your mother arranged this marriage, and your father wanted you to marry and have children.” Tears finally welled up in Carissa’s eyes at the mention of her parents. Her father had stayed loyal to her mother, never taking a concubine. They had six sons and one daughter. All her brothers followed her father to the battlefield. Three years ago, none returned from the Southern Frontier. Though she was a girl, Carissa came from a family of warriors and started training as a child. At the age of seven, she was sent to study under a master, where she also learned military strategy. When she returned home at fifteen, she learned her father and brothers had died a year earlier. Her mother, who had gone blind from crying too much, held Carissa close and said, "You must live like the noble girls in the kingdom. Find a good husband, marry, have children, and lead a peaceful life. You’re the only child I have left.” Carissa felt like someone had gouged her heart out. The pain she felt was so intense she couldn't even bring herself to cry. Determined to please her mother, she spent a year mastering the traditional values and duties expected of a noblewoman. She also learned accounting and how to manage a household. Not only was Carissa the Marquis of Northwatch's daughter, but she was also known for her beauty. So, suitors flooded their doorstep. Her mother had chosen Barrett because he had sworn he would never take another wife if he married Carissa. But six months ago, tragedy struck. All the residents of Northwatch Estate were murdered. No one was spared, not even the children or servants. Each victim suffered numerous knife wounds, and their bodies were brutally dismembered. Carissa’s youngest nephew had been only two and a half years old, born after the death of her third brother. The local authorities and garrison unit captured a few of the assailants. After further investigation, they were discovered to be spies from an enemy kingdom, Westhaven. The war at the front line was raging, yet these spies didn't hesitate to reveal themselves just to annihilate her family. The manner of the murder suggested it was more of a personal vengeance than anything else. When Carissa received the news, she rushed home, only to find her grandmother’s and mother’s gruesomely dismembered bodies. Blood stained every corner of the residence, and the dead were left in agonizing states. Now, Carissa was the lone survivor of the marquis' family. The idea of restoring her family’s former glory seemed impossible—at least to outsiders. They saw her merely as a delicate, fragile woman. However, Aurora was different. She had earned military merits for her contribution to the war and became the first female general in history. Even the queen dowager had high praise for her. With Aurora supporting Barrett, his future would be more secure. That was the reason the Warren family readily agreed to the marriage. Chapter 3 Lulu brought over the dowry list and explained, "This year alone, you've spent over six thousand silver coins to support the household. However, the shops, houses, and estates remain untouched. All the bank savings, along with the property deeds and land titles your mother left, are locked up in the chest." Carissa glanced at the list. "Alright." Just looking at the list put her in a melancholy mood. Her mother had given her such a substantial dowry, fearing she would suffer hardships in her husband's home. "My lady, where can we go? Are we returning to Northwatch Estate? Or should we go back to Meadow Ridge?" Lulu asked, looking distressed. Images of the bloodstained estate and the tragic deaths of her family members flashed through Carissa’s mind, causing a sudden pang of pain in her heart. "Anywhere is better than staying here." "If you leave, you’ll be giving them exactly what they want." "So be it. If I stay, I’ll spend my whole life suffering as I watch those two be affectionate. Lulu, I must live well to give my parents and brothers peace in the afterlife," Carissa replied calmly. "My lady!" Lulu wept bitterly. She had been born and raised in Northwatch Estate. The murder had claimed the lives of everyone, including her own family. The images still haunted her, and returning there seemed unthinkable. "Is there no other way?" Lulu asked desperately. Carissa’s eyes grew cold. "There is. I could confront the king and use my family’s achievements to force him to reverse his edict. If he refuses, I’ll take my own life in protest." Lulu was terrified and immediately protested, "My lady, you can't!" Carissa’s expression softened, and a sly smile appeared on her face. "Do you think I’m that silly? If I manage to reach the king, I’ll only request an edict for an amicable divorce." Barrett was able to marry Aurora because of a royal edict. So, Carissa should also be issued an official edict to leave. She shouldn't have to sneak away like she was being cast out. The wealth from Northwatch Estate was more than enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life. She wouldn't degrade herself unnecessarily. Just then, someone called from outside, "Madam Carissa, the matriarch has requested your presence!" "It’s Jade, Madam Rebecca's maid. It seems like Madam Rebecca wants to try and persuade you," Lulu whispered. Carissa straightened up, her expression serious. "Then, let’s go." The evening sun glowed like blood, and the autumn wind was chilly. The late king had bestowed the Warren family's current residence, Valor Estate, upon Barrett's grandfather. Though once prestigious, it had fallen into decline. Most of the Warren family's men were warriors who fought on battlefields. Only a few were civil servants who worked in the palace. Barrett’s father, Jonathan, didn’t fare well in his official career. His second uncle, Gregory, only held a minor post in the Royal Citadel. Barrett and his eldest brother, Benjamin, were somewhat successful in the military. But before their recent victory, they were only fourth-ranked majors. Both families still lived together in Valor Estate. Splitting the family would only hasten their decline. Accompanied by Lulu, Carissa arrived at Rebecca’s room. Rebecca's complexion looked a bit better, and she was sitting up in bed. She smiled warmly when she saw Carissa. "You’re here." Benjamin and his wife, Amelia Morgan, were also in the room. Barrett's sister, Serena, and the other children of the concubines were present as well. Barrett's second aunt, Charlotte Lewis, was also seated nearby. However, her expression was cold and somewhat disdainful. "Hello, Mother. Aunt Charlotte, Benjamin, Amelia," Carissa greeted them politely. "Carissa, come here." Rebecca gestured for her daughter-in-law to sit by her bedside. The older woman held Carissa's hand affectionately and happily said, "Now that Barrett is back, you have someone to rely on. This year has been so hard on you, especially with what happened to your family. You’re the only one left of the marquis' family. Fortunately, all of that is behind you now." Rebecca was shrewd. She made it clear that Carissa would need to depend on the Warren family in the future, since her family was gone. Carissa pulled her hand away and calmly said, "Mother, I heard you met General Yates today." Rebecca hadn’t expected Carissa to be so straightforward. Her smile froze for a moment before she replied, "Yes, I did. She’s rather rough around the edges and doesn’t compare to you in terms of looks." Carissa gazed at her mother-in-law steadily. "So, are you saying you don't like her?" Chapter 4 Rebecca forced a smile. "How can I decide that after meeting her only once? But since the king has arranged the marriage, it’s a done deal. In the future, she and Barrett will earn military merits together, while you manage the household and enjoy the benefits of their hard work. Isn’t that nice?" "Yes, I'm sure," Carissa replied with a smile. "But it’s quite unfair to make General Yates a concubine." Rebecca laughed. "You silly child, how could she be a concubine? The king’s edict makes her Barrett's legal wife. Also, she’s a military officer who holds an official rank. Officials can’t be concubines. She'll be a legal wife like you. There won't be any distinction between ranks for the two of you." "No distinction? Is there such a custom in our kingdom?" Carissa asked. Rebecca’s expression grew a bit colder. "Carissa, you’ve always been sensible. Now that you’ve married into our family, you should prioritize us. According to the Defense Minister, Aurora’s contributions in this battle were greater than Barrett’s. With you managing the household, they'll be able to work together as husband and wife and focus on their military service. In the future, they'll surely become famous generals like his grandfather." Carissa’s tone remained chilly as she said, "If they’re husband and wife, then I have no role here." "How can you say that? Aren’t you still in charge of the household?" countered Rebecca, displeased. "I only managed the household because Amelia was unwell. Now that she has recovered, she should resume her duties. I’ll go over the accounts tomorrow and hand everything back to her," Carissa replied. Amelia quickly interjected, "I’m still not fully recovered. Besides, everyone is satisfied with how you’ve been managing things. You should continue doing it." Carissa smiled mockingly. Everyone was satisfied because she had spent her own money to support them. Most of it went towards Rebecca’s medical expenses. Sebastian Dalton was a renowned physician, and his medicine was costly. Only a few could afford his services. Rebecca’s medicine cost over a hundred coins a month, amounting to more than a thousand coins a year. As for the other household expenses, Carissa occasionally subsidized them. For example, she would sometimes use fabrics and silks from her family’s business to make new clothes for everyone throughout the year. She didn’t mind it before, as she had really wished to spend her life with Barrett. However, circumstances had changed. She no longer wanted to be a fool. Carissa stood up and said, "That’s settled, then. I’ll hand over the accounts tomorrow and won’t be involved in household matters anymore." "Stop right there!" Rebecca's face darkened with anger. "Carissa, you’re being unreasonable. Men having multiple wives and concubines is normal. If you can't accept that, people will say you're narrow-minded and jealous." Carissa’s compliance over the past year had made the Warren family think she was easy to manipulate. They believed a few harsh words would always keep her in line. Carissa’s expression was calm, a stark contrast to her usual docility. "People can say whatever they want. I'm not concerned about their opinions." Rebecca was so angry that she struggled to breathe and coughed harshly for a long while. In the past, Carissa would have rushed to help her. She would pat the older woman's back and try to soothe her. But now, Carissa remained where she was. The soft evening light from the doorway highlighted her delicate, almost ethereal beauty. "Carissa, look how badly you've upset Mom," Serena said as she stepped forward. Her round, youthful face puffed with anger as she glared at Carissa. "This isn’t even about you. Do you think your family is still as prestigious as it once was? Your parents and brothers are gone; you're the only one left. Aren't you afraid that Barrett will divorce you if you keep putting on airs like you're a young lady from a prestigious family?" Carissa looked at her sister-in-law, who was dressed in a pale yellow outfit that Carissa had procured for her in early autumn. Now, wearing the clothes Carissa had provided, Serena dared to question her authority. How utterly… unsensible of her. "Take off that dress you’re wearing before you try to lecture me," Carissa said coolly. Serena’s cheeks flushed with anger. "I didn’t beg you to get this dress for me. You can have it back if you don’t want me to have it." "Fine. And don’t forget the jewelry you’re wearing. I expect it all to be returned to me." After Carissa said that, her gaze swept across the room. The only one who seemed pleased with the situation was Charlotte. Everyone else looked grim. "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving." With that, Carissa turned and walked out decisively. Chapter 5 The Warren family members exchanged puzzled glances. None expected the usually agreeable Carissa to stand her ground so firmly this time. She even defied Rebecca, the matriarch of the family! “She’ll come around. She doesn’t have any other choice,” Rebecca said coldly. That was true. With Carissa's family gone, she had no one to rely on except the Warren family. Besides, she was still Barrett's rightful wife, and it wasn’t like she had been mistreated. - Early the next morning, Carissa and Lulu returned to Northwatch Estate. The estate was bleak and covered in fallen leaves. After just half a year of neglect, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds that were taller than a person. Stepping back into the estate, Carissa’s heart ached fiercely. Six months ago, she had collapsed upon hearing that her family had been murdered. She had wept when she saw the lifeless bodies of her grandmother and mother—their corpses cold and devoid of warmth. Every corner of the estate had been stained with blood. Memorial plaques for her ancestors and mother had been placed at the estate’s family chapel. Carissa and Lulu prepared flowers to place on the plaques, their tears unceasing. Carissa knelt before her parents’ memorials. Though her eyes were swollen from crying, they held a determined gaze. “Dad, Mom, if you can hear me from heaven, please forgive your daughter for what she is about to do. It’s not that I don’t want a peaceful life with a husband and children, but Barrett is not someone I can trust with my life. Rest assured, I promise Lulu and I will live well.” Lulu knelt beside her, sobbing uncontrollably. After they were done, they boarded a carriage and headed straight for the palace. It was noon by the time they arrived. Under the scorching autumn sun, Carissa and Lulu stood like statues in front of the palace gates. They waited for a full hour, but no one came to let them in. Lulu was distressed and said, “My lady, the king might not see you. Maybe he thinks you’re here to oppose his edict about the marriage. You didn’t eat last night or have breakfast today. Are you holding up okay? Should I go get you something to eat?” “I’m not hungry.” The only thing Carissa felt was the unwavering resolve to dissolve her marriage and return home. “Please don’t be so hard on yourself. It’s not worth getting sick over. Why don’t we just let it go? After all, you’re still the rightful wife and the lady of the Warren family. Even if General Yates is to be a legal wife, she’ll just be a glorified concubine at best. Maybe we should just endure it?” Lulu pleaded. Carissa’s gaze was cold. “Lulu, if you’re going to talk like that, don’t speak at all.” Lulu sighed, feeling lost and unsure of what else to do. She had hoped that once Barrett returned, Carissa would find some peace. But the situation had only worsened. - In the palace's study, Derek Walker had already reported Carissa’s arrival to the king three times. “Your Majesty, Mrs. Warren is still waiting outside the palace gates,” he repeated. The king, Salvador Quinton, set aside the document he was reading and rubbed his temples. “I can’t see her. The edict has been issued, and I can’t take it back. Tell her to go home.” “The guards tried to persuade her, but she refused to leave. She’s been standing there for over an hour without moving.” Salvador felt a pang of guilt. “Barrett requested the marriage as a reward for his military service. I didn’t want to agree, but not granting it would embarrass both him and General Yates. They have made significant contributions.” “If we speak of military achievements, the Marquis of Northwatch and General Sullivan’s contributions surpass all others,” Derek countered. Salvador remembered the Marquis of Northwatch, Hector Sinclair. When Salvador was a crown prince who had recently joined the military, it was Hector who had guided him. Carissa was a familiar face from those days, though she had been a delicate child. He still remembered her fair skin and endearing looks. Salvador had fought a bloody path to the throne, paved with death. He understood the struggles of military officers. When Barrett requested marriage as a reward, Salvador had hesitated but eventually agreed. Apart from his brother who was known as the Devil Monarch on the battlefield, the kingdom had no other capable generals. In the recent war with Westhaven, Dominic Sullivan’s third son had lost an arm. Dominic's seventh son had been murdered, though this had been kept secret. But Derek was right. In terms of military merit, Barrett and Aurora were far inferior to Hector. “Alright, let her in. If she agrees to this marriage, I’ll grant her whatever she wants. I'll even give her a noble title or an official rank,” said Salvador. Derek breathed a sigh of relief. “As always, you're wise, Your Majesty!” Chapter 6 Carissa knelt in the study with her head bowed. Salvador remembered the Sinclair family. Knowing that Carissa was now the only one left stirred a feeling of pity in him. "Rise and speak," he commanded. Carissa bowed deeply with her hands clasped. "Your Majesty, I know it's presumptuous of me to seek an audience today. But I also wish to implore for your grace." "I have already issued the edict. It's impossible to revoke it," Salvador said. Carissa shook her head gently. "Your Majesty, I implore you to issue another edict. I want to divorce General Warren." The young king was taken aback. "What? You want a divorce?" Salvador thought she had come to ask him to rescind the marriage edict. He never expected a plea for a divorce. Holding back tears, Carissa pleaded, "Your Majesty, General Warren and General Yates sought the marriage edict with their military achievements. "Today is the death anniversary of my father and brothers. I wish to seek an edict to divorce my husband based on my late family's military merits. Please, Your Majesty, I'm begging you." "Carissa, do you know what you'll face after the divorce?" Salvador asked, a complicated expression on his face. Carissa hadn't heard Salvador call her by name in a long time. When he was still the crown prince, he used to occasionally visit Northwatch Estate. He would always find some interesting little gifts to give her when he did. After Carissa later went to Meadow Ridge to study under her master, they never saw each other again. "I do," she affirmed. There was a hint of a smile on Carissa's stunning face. But no matter how one looked at it, the smile seemed tinged with irony. "I'm sure you know the saying that a true gentleman appreciates and helps others to fulfill their aspirations, right? Even though I'm not a gentleman, I don't want to hinder General Warren and General Yates from being together," Carissa added. "Carissa, there's no one left at Northwatch Estate. Are you really going to go back there? Have you thought about your future?" Salvador asked. "I returned to the estate today to visit my family's memorial plaques. Seeing how the estate has fallen into disrepair made me want to live there again. I'll adopt a son for my father's sake, so there will still be someone to honor his memory," Carissa explained. Salvador had thought she was being impulsive; he hadn't expected her to be so considerate. "You're Barrett's legal wife. Aurora can't undermine your position. You really don't need a divorce." Carissa looked up with tear-filled eyes that were firm with resolve. "Your Majesty, that's meaningless. I don't want to waste my life like this. I'm the only one left from the Marquis of Northwatch's' family. My father and brothers lived honorably and bravely throughout their lives. I don't want to settle for a life of mediocrity." "I know you have feelings for Barrett. Are you willing to let go?" Salvador asked. Feelings? Not really. Carissa simply admired military men, and her mother had wanted her to marry and lead a stable life. That was why she had agreed to the marriage. Carissa smiled. At this moment, she looked like a strong woman who would be able to flourish even in the most challenging circumstances. "If he can let go of me, then I can let go of him," she declared. Beneath her delicate appearance, she possessed an unyielding backbone. This stunned Salvador. He had never seen such a woman before. He felt a pang of confusion, remembering the carefree little girl who used to smile all day long. Now, she was married and soon to be abandoned. To the world, divorce still meant abandonment. This was especially true in Carissa’s situation, as Barrett had publicly sought the marriage edict. Being a woman was already difficult, and she would have it even harder. How would she negotiate future marriages? There was no one left in her family to do it for her. Thinking of this, Salvador recalled Hector's merits, especially how they had saved each other on the battlefield, and his heart softened towards Carissa. "Alright, I agree. You may leave now. In a few days, the edict of divorce will be sent to the general's residence," Salvador said. Carissa breathed a sigh of relief and bowed her head. "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!" As Salvador watched her, he was suddenly reminded of when she was a little girl, and his heart softened further. "Carissa, if anyone mistreats you in the future, come to the palace and see me." "Thank you, Your Majesty!" Carissa bowed once again.	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2,254,130	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2253880}'	No	2024-10-20 20:26	active	1670	🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉	The clearing of a throat makes me jump. I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair. A foot propped up on his knee as he nurses a glass of alcohol. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don’t quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door. Shrinking down to the ground. “Is this the way you greet all Alpha’s?” His deep voice rumbles through the room, an edge of amusement to his tone. “I’m sorry.” I whisper, getting to my feet. “I…I thought I was alone.” I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. “Come forward.” He orders. Alpha Trey was going to kill me. I do as I’m told. Allowing him to see me properly and I am met with narrowed crimson eyes. I close my own eyes, expecting the worst. “You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?” My head moved up and down, though I couldn’t tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they discovered the truth about me. “I would prefer it if you spoke to me.” He growls, “I’m not in the mood to play games.” “Yes.” I whisper. “I am…I am a Wolf.” I couldn’t help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? I wasn’t sure how much more my body could take. “How is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me.” “I…..” I hated the question. “I haven’t got all day!” He takes a swig from his drink. I knew why I couldn’t scent him. I knew why I hadn’t been aware of his presence, but telling people why was not something I ever liked to do. They never hear my side of the story. All they do is accept Alpha Trey's word as the truth. “You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?” His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them. There was no way I was making direct eye contact. “My Wolf abilities were bound.” “Why?” If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. “It was a punishment.” “For what?” “For killing my parents.”	LEARN_MORE	https://wwwedb.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=11782&u	New world publications	https://www.facebook.com/61557831245498/	22	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	wwwedb.com	DCO		https://wwwedb.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=11782&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/447959759_1311554859802432_4227718076479884991_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OQcZqQrlMHEQ7kNvgEjfoj5&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzMGpKa-rf6gscUPfkMA3xH&oh=00_AYBwR0uLMA2CodmQDwmwpKWb2bfqowwPP8UV7b_zEpi17w&oe=671B669D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	New world publications	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,254,046	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2253880}'	Yes	2024-10-20 20:26	active	1670	🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉	The clearing of a throat makes me jump. I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair. A foot propped up on his knee as he nurses a glass of alcohol. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don’t quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door. Shrinking down to the ground. “Is this the way you greet all Alpha’s?” His deep voice rumbles through the room, an edge of amusement to his tone. “I’m sorry.” I whisper, getting to my feet. “I…I thought I was alone.” I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. “Come forward.” He orders. Alpha Trey was going to kill me. I do as I’m told. Allowing him to see me properly and I am met with narrowed crimson eyes. I close my own eyes, expecting the worst. “You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?” My head moved up and down, though I couldn’t tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they discovered the truth about me. “I would prefer it if you spoke to me.” He growls, “I’m not in the mood to play games.” “Yes.” I whisper. “I am…I am a Wolf.” I couldn’t help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? I wasn’t sure how much more my body could take. “How is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me.” “I…..” I hated the question. “I haven’t got all day!” He takes a swig from his drink. I knew why I couldn’t scent him. I knew why I hadn’t been aware of his presence, but telling people why was not something I ever liked to do. They never hear my side of the story. All they do is accept Alpha Trey's word as the truth. “You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?” His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them. There was no way I was making direct eye contact. “My Wolf abilities were bound.” “Why?” If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. “It was a punishment.” “For what?” “For killing my parents.”	LEARN_MORE	https://wwwedb.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=11782&u	New world publications	https://www.facebook.com/61557831245498/	22	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	wwwedb.com	DCO		https://wwwedb.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=11782&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/447959759_1311554859802432_4227718076479884991_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OQcZqQrlMHEQ7kNvgEjfoj5&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzMGpKa-rf6gscUPfkMA3xH&oh=00_AYBwR0uLMA2CodmQDwmwpKWb2bfqowwPP8UV7b_zEpi17w&oe=671B669D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	New world publications	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,248,844	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-20 19:34	active	1668	Paula's Generous Giveaway!	Love for Cooking Again with a 𝑭𝑹𝑬𝑬 Kitchenware Set	ORDER_NOW	https://smartlifestyletrends.world/index.php?key=8	Exustion	https://www.facebook.com/Exustion/	89	1969-12-31 18:00	Order now	smartlifestyletrends.world	IMAGE		https://smartlifestyletrends.world/index.php?key=8rtaqf0olz7mu9r93w1w&ad_id=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&adset_name=%7B%7Badset.name%7D%7D&utm_source=%7B%7Bcampaign.name%7D%7D&utm_campaign=Purchase&utm_medium=333992456153471	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463839941_1514574739180218_5572153714474415806_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fFNCc1jpD8oQ7kNvgGJ2iwK&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AR29JFiB7xdVqzbv2pLSYXy&oh=00_AYC8pRSxJwSWXC6wf6T72KRTv5XLxdwBaMboduLbnECwrg&oe=671B7E9B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Exustion	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,248,719	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2248720}'	No	2024-10-20 19:33	active	1668			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/thelccoffeehouse	LC Coffeehouse	https://www.facebook.com/61566630711719/	29	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/thelccoffeehouse	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463968895_557867030154040_4374123506758715234_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2Q_CWphsG0gQ7kNvgFI183E&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsYK6PcLks38VFn-Kv8P2Dl&oh=00_AYB1PZc7H2kUVmKryO7tkrRTcm1JSVTGobf8ZVZBbTyHrQ&oe=671B58C1	PERSON_PROFILE	0	LC Coffeehouse	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,249,778	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2249775}'	No	2024-10-20 19:39	active	1668			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/redherronart	Red Herron Art Photography	https://www.facebook.com/redherronart/	197	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/redherronart	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463122757_905232468219994_4680121563612990513_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cAMD0_WnpZkQ7kNvgEKhodi&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AuSeAZ0DLrhemb9MR4-2UKa&oh=00_AYA0lKXM5OQPOrfNzf6XClaJFu_uxgPpGsLG6qK21LMY9Q&oe=671B8AFE	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Red Herron Art Photography	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,250,092	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2250089}'	No	2024-10-20 19:41	active	1668	$25,000 Holiday Cash Giveaway	K105 and Darlington Holiday Warehouse’s $25,000 Holiday Cash Giveaway is your chance to WIN CASH for the holidays! Be caller 10 to (260) 447-K105 after the cue to call five times each weekday, during the 8am, 10am, Noon, 2pm and 4pm hours to WIN!	LEARN_MORE	https://www.k105fm.com/holiday-cash-giveaway/	K105	https://www.facebook.com/k105fm/	40,659	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	k105fm.com	DCO	Cash & Prizes Awaits	https://www.k105fm.com/holiday-cash-giveaway/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/464061360_1261164181906056_5884359916292568462_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SmFjmJuDuDsQ7kNvgHqMMGV&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Agdx2PaHJeo3glrN9u_0SIv&oh=00_AYBIPMH7StyN5ITB5bNBbh9WlisrKiHGV9JMNWTN0-nUpw&oe=671B773A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	K105	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,248,856	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-20 19:34	active	1668	Temu \| Explore the Latest Clothing, Beauty, Home, Jewelry & More	Great find! Limited-time offer with an unbelievable discount! #buynow #temufinds #temumusthaves #limitedtimeoffer	SHOP_NOW	https://www.temu.com/kuiper/un1.html?subj=feed-un&	Must good	https://www.facebook.com/61550070086711/	8,816	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	temu.com	IMAGE		https://www.temu.com/kuiper/un1.html?subj=feed-un&_bg_fs=1&_p_mat1_type=3&_p_jump_id=722&_x_vst_scene=adg&locale_override=211~~USD&goods_id=601099543657409&_p_rfs=1&_x_ads_channel=kol_metabca&_x_ads_sub_channel=influencer&_x_bg_adid=11838304&_x_ads_set={{campaign.id}}&_x_ads_id={{adset.id}}&_x_ads_creative_id={{ad.id}}&_x_ns_source={{site_source_name}}&_x_ns_placement={{placement}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/464222558_850633493940447_5805936219014358453_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Pz-KRxzK1z8Q7kNvgG14EGY&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A6ow389YmrIGmTVw3jzQ02a&oh=00_AYCB6dB7O4cLWtdrUdKxUNVUuBWfJF16ycy5lXyAe5QVvQ&oe=671B858D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Must good	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,248,969	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2248967}'	Yes	2024-10-20 19:35	active	1668			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/mi.charge	Mi charge	https://www.facebook.com/micharge.org/	3	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/mi.charge	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463839327_2928530053988649_9083942476157755812_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Q74DqGh3cCAQ7kNvgGiJ8RA&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AVZ804VIIxlTOv8t0uIt3lW&oh=00_AYAsds1cmMDPfZS-IGVThTDx5ASFlU15VrDV5JfkglT18w&oe=671B63E2	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Mi charge	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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