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ANNA As we entered Donovan Rossi’s home, I couldn't help but feel a sudden rush of nervousness. I’m going to meet him again now. “Good evening, Lycan King,” I greeted him with lots of respect. But as soon as Donovan greeted us at the door with a warm smile, my nerves began to settle. He welcomed us both with open arms, and I could feel his genuine kindness radiating from him. Maybe he just really wanted to get to know me, and I began to feel more at ease. “You look very great today, Anna. Your dress and accessories really look good on you,” Donovan even complimented me on my appearance, and I felt a blush creeping up on my cheeks. I thanked him, feeling grateful for his warm reception. As we made our way to the dining room, I couldn't help but take in my surroundings. The room was grand, with a long wooden table and ornate chairs. The smell of food wafted through the air, making my stomach grumble in anticipation. As Dante and I walked towards the dining room, I felt his warm br
ANNA I felt her eyes scanning me from head to toe, and her words stung. "I didn't know you downgrade your preference, Dante. How come you replace me with a rankless poor wolf?" Her words echoed in my mind, and I felt my face flush with embarrassment and anger. I knew that Donovan Rossi, Dante's Alpha, had invited her over, but I was still angry that he hadn't told me beforehand. I tried to keep my composure. I could feel the tension between them, and I didn't know what to do. I couldn't swallow my food anymore, and I just pushed my plate away, feeling nauseous. I wanted to scream at Darlyn and defend myself, but I knew it would only make things worse. Instead, I took a deep breath and tried to ignore her presence as best as I could. However, her snide remarks and condescending attitude made it hard for me to concentrate on anything else. I couldn't believe it. Donovan Rossi had invited Darlyn, Dante's ex-fiancee, to dinner without telling us beforehand. I was angry and hurt that he
Dante took a deep breath as he approached the towering gates of Leonora Taylor's mansion. His heart was pounding, and his palms were sweaty. He had never been so nervous in his life. The thought of hurting Leonora, one of the kindest people he had ever met, made his stomach churn. But he had to do it. He had to tell her that there would be no wedding in the future. That he couldn't marry her daughter, Darlyn. That he had met someone else. Someone he loved more than anything else in the world. Anna White, the rankless wolf. The woman who had captured his heart and soul. Dante had tried to ignore his feelings for Anna, to deny the pull he felt towards her. He had been engaged to Darlyn, and he had thought he might love her. But then he met Anna, and everything changed. He had never believed in fate or destiny before, but with Anna, he knew that they were meant to be together. Dante Rossi pulled up to the towering gates of Leonora Taylor’s mansion, marveling at the grandeur of the pla
Leonora was surprised when Dante asked about Darlyn. She wondered why he didn't know where her daughter was. However, she decided not to dwell on it and instead focused on their plans for the library. She called for her housemaids to bring them snacks and led Dante to the room. Once they were settled in, Leonora asked Dante what was on his mind. "Leonora," he said, pulling away from her. "We need to talk." The smile faded from her face, and she looked at him with concern. "Is everything okay, Dante?" He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. "No, it's not. I need to tell you something, and I don't know how to say it." Leonora's expression grew serious. "Whatever it is, Dante, you can tell me." Dante took a deep breath and gathered his courage. He looked at Leonora and said, "I'm sorry. But I don't think I can marry your daughter." Leonora's eyes widened in shock, but she didn't seem angry. "What do you mean, Dante? You can't just break off the engagement like that." D
ANNA As I paced back and forth in the living room, I couldn't help but feel anxious. Dante had told me earlier that he was going to meet someone important today, but it was already dinner time and he wasn't answering my messages. I knew he could take care of himself, but my mind kept conjuring up all sorts of negative scenarios. What if he got into an accident? What if someone hurt him? What if he was kidnapped by some supernatural creature? I shook my head, trying to rid myself of these irrational thoughts, but they wouldn't go away. I didn't want to eat dinner alone. I always wanted to be with Dante. I wanted to eat beside him and have him tell me about his day. But now, as I sat at the table staring at my food, I couldn't even take a bite. I kept glancing at my phone, hoping for a message or a call from Dante. But there was nothing. Minutes later, I saw Dante's car pull up in front of the house. I immediately ran to him, feeling relieved but also annoyed. Why did he have to worry
Dante's eyes fluttered open as the first rays of sunlight peeked through the window. He took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of his mate Anna that still lingered in the air. He couldn't help but smile as he gazed at her peaceful form lying beside him. Anna looked so beautiful in her sleep, her chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. Her hair was splayed across the pillow, and her face was relaxed, free from the worries and stresses of the day before. Dante couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him as he watched her. He knew that he had to get up and start the day, but he didn't want to disturb Anna's peaceful slumber. So he lay there for a few more minutes, just enjoying the quiet and stillness of the morning. Finally, Dante summoned the willpower to get up and start the day. He slipped out of bed as quietly as he could, trying not to disturb Anna. He took a quick shower, relishing in the hot water that washed away the last remnants of sleep from
Dante and Anna had been together for months, and their love had only grown stronger with each passing day. Dante had marked Anna as his mate, binding their souls together for eternity. As the sun began to set on the eve of their anniversary, Dante couldn't help but feel nervous. He had decided that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Anna, and he planned to ask her to marry him tomorrow. He had spent weeks planning the perfect proposal and had even picked out the ring. Unbeknownst to Dante, his father Donovan, the Lycan King of their pack, had become concerned about his son's future. Donovan had ordered one of his most trusted men to follow Dante's every move and report back to him. Donovan wanted to make sure that Dante was making the right decisions for the pack and himself. The man reported to Donovan with a sense of urgency in his voice. "My King, I have important news. Your son Dante is planning to marry Anna White, the rankless wolf." "What? Marriage? He thinks he ca
ANNA As I slept, I was lost in a good dream. I was running through the forest with my wolf, feeling the wind in my hair, and the freedom of the hunt. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I was jolted awake. Dante was standing over me, his face a mask of urgency. "Anna," he said, "You need to wake up. Take a quick shower and pack your things, we’re moving out of here,” I was confused and groggy, but I could sense the tension in the air. "What's going on?" I asked him, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “We need to run away from the Henesy, away from the Black Pearl Pack. Come on, I’ll explain everything later. Please trust me, Anna,” There’s a pleading in his tone. “Why… why do we need to do that, Dante?” Dante didn't answer me directly. Instead, he told me to take a quick shower and pack all of my important things. I could see the fear in his eyes, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I quickly got dressed and did as he asked, my heart pounding in my chest. As I got dressed a