Jalin's POV Leah stared at Jorah in surprise. She put down the pen in her hand and said, "Jorah, you do know that we can print another copy of that, right?" "Then I'll eat them again!" Jorah raised his voice. I could see tears circulating in his eyes and I knew he must have been terrified. "You can't divorce him, Leah. I have never seen him so crushed like this... I mean, both physically and mentally... not even when Basil passed away. Leah, I don't know shit, but I know one thing for sure - If you divorce him today, he's going to kill himself. If he kills himself, I will have to kill myself, because, again, I don't know shit, but I'm sure whatever shit happened in his life, it's at least 90% my fault. So I'm not going to let you divorce him. Not on my watch!" I rubbed my temple and said, "Jorah, stop being a child. This is Leah's life. You have no right to interfere or threaten Leah like this." Jorah ignored me and kept on going, "Leah, I've grown up with Lucas and I'm not blind.
Jorah's POV "You know you can tell me where it is." I took the box and took out some bandages to wrap the wound in front of my chest. "Yes. But I want to take it out by myself. Do you have any problem with that?" Lucas frowned. "No, Alpha. Having problems with you will never be one of the many problems I have to deal with." I said, trying to wrap the bandage around my chest, but I couldn't. Lucas sighed and took the bandage from my hands and started to mummify me. "Do you think I should take her back?" Lucas asked. "I'm not supposed to give anyone any advice on relationships," I replied. "Are you defying me?" He stared at me, frowning. I answered without hesitation, "No, I'm bleeding." "Jalin did this to you?" Lucas asked. "No. I accidentally fell on my dagger, because that's what I do. I hurt myself until it bleeds." I said. "Can you still drive for me today?" Lucas looked worried. "Yes, I can drive for you. And yes, Leah's a keeper. You should do everything to take her ba
Leah's POV "This isn't a girl's night out," I mumbled to myself as soon as I walked into the Sheridan Club. This high-end clubhouse was my favorite party house in town. It was a place where werewolves gather to unwind and have fun. The interior design was sleek and modern, with high ceilings, plush leather couches, and large windows that offer a stunning view of the city skyline. Unlike other poorly-lit live houses in town, the lighting inside Sheridan Club was soft and warm, creating a relaxing ambiance. But today, this whole club was packed with hot, attractive young men. They came in different sizes and types, which made me feel dazzled. "Leah! Oh, my Goddess! Gentlemen and gentlemen, the star of tonight, Miss Leah Lewyn is here!" Laura waved at me and announced with excitement, holding a glass of champagne in her hand. It obviously wasn't her first glass of champagne, because she had already become a bit tipsy. All of a sudden, all the hot guys' eyes were on me. I turned cri
Leah’s POV Laura’s announcement set the whole club on fire. All the werewolves started to howl at the Moon and the music started to get deafening. Champagne corks popped up everywhere like gunshots. The whole dance floor became a pool with young, hot, muscular male models floating on it, cheering and splashing water at each other. It was a crazy scene. Aesthetically sickening. Sexually arousing. But at the same time, it felt so wrong that it started to feel right. I knew Laura specialized in throwing a heck of parties, but this party was losing control. Then, the DJ started to do a remix version of Clair de Lune, which was used in my third brother Lycidas' debut movie Moonlight Howler. The crowd immediately recognized it and started to go wild. "Come on, Leah, dance with me!" Laura grabbed my hands and pulled me to the dance floor. Everyone was clapping and cheering for us, so I had no other option but danced with her. Our feet splashed water, dampening our dress, face, and h
Leah's POV "Hey, what are you doing?! Stay away from her!" Laura rushed forward and pushed the male stripper away from me. The music suddenly seized. The whole clubhouse went silent. The only thing I could hear was the sound of my own heartbeat and... Well, the heartbeat and panting sound from the half-naked man standing in front of me. He looked as if he was furious for not being able to stay closer to me. I could tell the wild beast underneath his human form was exasperating. "You can't kiss her!" Laura shouted at the man. The tension in the air was so thick that it made me suffocate. Just at that moment, a giant man rushed forward, bowed, and apologized, "I'm so sorry, Miss Parrish and Miss Lewyn. My name is Sak Doyle and I'm the manager of this nightclub. This is totally my fault. I should have trained my dancers to behave in a more professional way. This particular dancer is a bit backward if you know what I mean, but he has never done something so outrageous as this. There
Leah's POV Then, he lowered his voice and whispered in my ear, "Finn is a very good boy. He's a bit slow, but he's very obedient. He'll do absolutely everything for you, Miss Lewyn. He's good." The fact he emphasized the word "everything" abhorred me. This is sick. I thought to myself. I couldn't even imagine what the hell he had forced Finn to do in the past. I knew the world I was living in wasn't made of marshmallows and cotton candies. I knew a lot of desperate rogues would come to the city and look for jobs in the hospitality industry. It was a legal business in this Kingdom as long as you attain a license, but the annual payment for keeping this license was very expensive. That's why a lot of clubs hold this kind of service in secret. I had never imagined my favorite clubhouse was one of them. Finn didn't say a word and stood still behind Sak. Sak got annoyed again, pushed him toward me, and said, "Go and apologize to Miss Lewyn. What are you waiting for?!" "Sorry, Miss L
Leah's POV "What happened?" I pushed the door open and asked. Sak was standing outside, accompanied by several security guards. They all looked at me with fear. And then, I saw a pool of blood on the floor. I felt like I was struck by a giant bat in my face. "What's going on?!" I grabbed Sak and asked. "Why is there a pool of blood on the floor?!" "We can't find Miss Parrish, Miss Lewyn," Sak said in a low voice. "According to the waiter who was standing outside the lounge, someone bashed his head and he passed out. He couldn't remember anything that happened next. When he regained consciousness, he was lying in a pool of blood and Miss Parrish was gone." "Gone?! What do you mean she's gone?! Did someone snatch her? Did she run away?! Did she get hurt?! Have you checked the surveillance video?!" I panicked. Sak looked terrified and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Lewyn. But we don't have any surveillance cameras for this area of the club due to concerns about our customers' privacy..."
Clara's POV "Oh, fuck! Are you sure? Take a good look at her!" Mick pointed at the girl in the trunk. "I don't need to take a good look at her! She's not Leah!" I yelled at him. Mick looked around and stared at the girl, then, he looked at me and said hopelessly, "Can't we just... Fuck her instead? I mean, she's got nice boobs." "Ahhhhh! Mick! I'm fucking done with you! You're fucking useless!" I shouted at Mick. Mick looked indignant and said, "Hey! I made a lot of effort to get her out of the club! And I did it for you! I made a mistake. So what?! Shit happens! We just have to go with the flow." "I don't fucking go with the flow! Only fucking losers go with the flow! I want that bitch Leah and she's not here! You deal with the shit because I've had it enough! If you can't fucking get that bitch Leah, I'll get her myself!" I pushed Mick away and walked off. Before I got out of the warehouse, I heard the sound of helicopters and cars. I looked out and saw an army waiting outsid