The air crackled with tension. I thought he was asserting his dominance without giving me a chance to express my opinion. He just delivered his decision as he commanded his employees, trying to convince me that it was for my own good. However, he didn’t give me an equal chance to discuss this matter before concluding. It was clear he saw this as a done deal, a decision he'd made and I'd merely rubber-stamp.Anger bubbled in my gut. I refused to let him dictate to me."Are you going to decide everything?" I asked contemptuously. "You haven't even asked what I think."“Your opinion!” He chuckled humorlessly. “Don't be ridiculous. I'm giving you the options, here. It's your choice. Take it or leave it. I am only pointing out what is beneficial for you. If you don't want it, fine. Nobody's forcing you to marry me."He turned on his heel and stalked back to his chair, sagging into it gruffly.A knot of confusion tightened in my stomach. Anger warred with a sliver of fear. While I was furio

The next day…It was Monday, and I arrived at the office early, hoping to catch Noel before the day's chaos unfolded. The office buzzed with the usual morning fervor, but my mind was preoccupied with the looming crisis at hand. Before I could even gather my thoughts, Lara approached my desk with a flustered look.Sensing something amiss, I asked worriedly, “What is the matter, Lara? Why do you look so pale?"With a heavy sigh, Lara proceeded to disclose the latest setback plaguing our project. “The project is facing another issue,” she said anxiously.Regret washed over me. My personal turmoil these past few days had left me neglecting my work. "What happened now? More data errors?" I blurted out, surprised. Everything seemed fine on Friday. What had transpired over the weekend to throw us back into crisis?“No, there are no data errors this time,” Lara explained. "It's a consequence of the previous issue. The client is coming to the office. The boss has a meeting with him this aftern

I stumbled into the washroom, the overwhelming urge to vomit consuming me. I doubled over, my body wracked with spasms as I emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet bowl. It felt like I was expelling every ounce of strength along with the sickness, my head spinning with dizziness.After some time, I managed to regain my composure, leaning against the cool tiles for support as I caught my breath. Slowly, I straightened up, wiping my mouth with trembling hands before stepping out of the washroom.To my surprise, Noel was waiting for me outside. Panic surged through me, fearing that he might have discovered my secret. Clutching my stomach protectively, I braced myself for his interrogation.“You?” I stammered, my voice wavering with anxiety. “Why are you here?”“I waited for you. When you didn’t come, I came to check on you,” he replied simply, his expression unreadable.Relief washed over me as he made no mention of my condition. I quickly composed myself, eager to leave the u

Noel’s POV…As I sat alone in the hall, my thoughts lingered on Adelynn, her remarkable performance at work, and the surprising depth of her talent. It was undeniable that she possessed a rare combination of intelligence and dedication that set her apart from the rest of the team. Despite my initial misjudgments about her, I couldn't deny her genuine capabilities.The whole tech team had been trying tirelessly to resolve the issues, but they couldn’t. On the other hand, Adelynn had resolved it in just a few hours.Lara was right when she said Adelynn was superb.Initially, I thought she had come to this position by flaunting her charms and seducing men. But I was wrong. I had to admit that she was a genuine talent.A smart and talented woman like her was fit to be the Luna of my pack. She might be a mere human. But only the strength of a werewolf was not enough to be a good Luna in this modern age.Reflecting on Adelynn's qualities, I couldn't help but draw parallels to my own mother,

Adelynn’s POV…Noel stood before me, his demeanor hardening with resolve. I couldn't help but feel a pang of dismay at his ruthless stance toward the rogues. I knew a little about the werewolves- and now these rogues. I had no idea about them, nor did I know how they were different from those who lived in established packs. However, I detected the difference in their smell. The rogues smelled like sewers. But still, I felt it was cruel how Noel treated them."Why killing them?" I dared to question. "They are also your kind. Why this animosity?"Noel's eyes snapped towards me, a snarl twisting his lips. "Don't you dare compare us to those mutts," he growled, the sound of a low rumble in his chest. "We are not the same. We live by the rules, by the pack. They're nothing but savages, preying on the innocent with no control. So, we kill them whenever we find them. They deserve such cruel punishment.""But shouldn't you try to understand why?" I pressed on, the injustice of it gnawing at m