Leah's POVLucian stared at Clara with a cold stare and said, "Mind your words, Miss Farrow. There's a surveillance camera in this room. I know you're drunk, but you're threatening my guest in front of my face. The Royal Court will prosecute you for being disrespectful to the Lycans."Clara immediately flinched and mumbled, "Sorry, Your Highness... It's just that I know this woman. She's an Omega and she's a liar! She posted my video online to get attention! She's a shameless bit..."She couldn't continue her speech, because the look on my brother's face was frightening.I slapped her hand away from my face and said, "If I had wanted to get people's attention, I would have posted another video clip online. The part shows a policeman dragging you on the floor. You weren't wearing any pants. I only posted your gambling video online because I wanted to prove my innocence. I didn't steal your mother's jewelry. You did. Anyway, I'm done talking to you. Now it's the time for you to leave."

Leah's POVWhen he spread my legs and wrapped my legs around his waist, I suddenly realized that he was literally going to take me into this dark, narrow back alley of the restaurant.The shadow of buildings consumed both of us and so did our desperation.No, this isn't happening. It's not fair. I can't be taken by my ex-husband like this. No matter how badly he wants and how hot he is.My last stray of dignity was evoked and I started to struggle against him, trying to push him away."Lucas, stop..." I begged. My voice was trembling with fear and uncertainty.He ignored my plea and leaned in, capturing my lips with his in a hot, passionate kiss. It seemed that he wanted to soothe me. I could feel his longing for me, but I couldn't give in.My heart was pounding in my chest as I tried to resist the overwhelming desire to kiss him back. I wanted him, needed him, but I also knew that it was wrong."Lucas, don't..." I tried to push him again as his hands roamed over my body, tracing the

Leah's POV The next morning, I woke up early to attend a morning briefing with Gean Lee. I was still feeling bitter about what happened in the back alley the day before. My heart was still pounding fast as I thought of being pushed against the wall by Lucas. I had to squeeze my hands to force myself to concentrate on the upcoming business briefing. As I walked into the garden, I saw a young man standing next to the table. "Good morning, Miss Leah. My name is Gean Lee. I came here for the morning briefing. It's such an honor to meet you in person." He spoke in a velvety voice with an exotic oriental accent. It was like a mixture of accents. I really couldn't tell where he came from. Like what I had imagined in my mind, he looked tall and lean. He stood with a commanding presence. It was clear that he had served in the army. His physique bore a testament to the discipline and dedication required of soldiers. "Glad to meet you, Mr. Gean Lee!" I said and shook his hands. Unlike his

Lucas' POV As I stepped into the living room, tensions were running high. The air was thick with anger and everyone was on edge. My father, a stern and imposing man, glared at me with unconcealed fury, disappointment, and disgust. I ruined his pack, his company, and his life. And my father used to kill someone because a bar attender ruined his whiskey cocktail. "Do you have any explanations for your ex-mate sending the divorce papers directly to me, bypassing you entirely?! I'm going to be very frank with you, son. I take this as a personal affront and it only adds to my already simmering anger." My father approached me and said with his hands strangling an invisible neck in the air. "I have no explanation. I never expected Leah would do something like this..." I said. My mother cut me short by screaming at the top of his lungs, "That bitch! That horrible, shameless, filthy bitch! She's doing this to humiliate us! She's doing this intentionally to sabotage our family tie! She's

Leah's POV "And you're also a loud, loud person, Jorah," Lucas said in a low voice. I lifted my head and saw Lucas looking down at me with a half-smirk on his face. For a person whose throat almost got slashed by his own father, he looked way too happy. And I knew he was happy because he was holding me in his arms. I immediately stood up, shaking my fur and trying to walk away, but he caught me. "Where do you think you are going?" He taunted me, holding me in his giant hands while sitting up. "Urrrgh!" I turned my head, trying to bite him. Wolves don't like being caught. It was almost a reflex. But on that day, I ended up holding his hand in my mouth, scratching my teeth against his long, slender fingers. He tasted so good. I thought to myself. If I was in human form, I would definitely be blushing. "Alpha! You're still alive! Oh, my Goddess! I haven't killed you! Great!" Jorah clapped and jumped up while clapping his hands. "And praise the Moon Goddess for me not being kille