LOGINThird Person's POVCaldwell frowned slightly, a hint of gloom flashing across his handsome features, but he said nothing.Some things depended on timing. If the timing was wrong, the outcome would be completely different.Back then, Seraphina's heart belonged entirely to Mortimer. To stand at his side, she had pushed herself to the brink, even advancing several ranks in a short period of time. What chance did he, a senior who had been away traveling, ever have against the newly crowned Wolf King?If marrying Mortimer had been what she wanted, and if Mortimer could have treated her well and protected her as a true Alpha should, then why would he have come back and interfered?But who could have expected that Mortimer, that blind bastard, would leave her severely injured in the frozen wilderness of Alaska, all alone and waiting for death?When he saw the person being carried out of the ambulance, her blood loss so severe that her wolf was nearly shattered, and realized it was Seraphina,
Third Person's POVSeraphina looked at him in surprise. "Don't you have your own office?"Unlike Seraphina, Caldwell was a specially appointed associate professor at Shadowfang Academy. Before he arrived, the school had already arranged a private office for him.Caldwell placed his lesson plans on the desk and sighed. "When you're alone all day, even the air feels still. It's a little too quiet."His gaze fell on Seraphina. "You don't welcome me?"Of course, Seraphina didn't mind. Although the office was shared by three professors, it was spacious enough that one more person wouldn't make much difference.The other two professors usually spent most of their time in the lab or working on their research projects, so they rarely stayed in the office."You're welcome to stay."Around noon, someone gently knocked on the office door."Ms. Hale?"Seraphina looked up and was surprised to see who it was.Bauer slowly walked in. He was an elderly but still imposing high-ranking lone wolf.Serap
Third Person's POVThese thoughts kept running through Mortimer's mind, but he didn't dare speculate about what might be going on between Seraphina and that man.They hadn't broken their mating bond yet, and Seraphina wouldn't do anything to betray him during this time.He kept reminding himself of that, but deep down, he knew the truth. Given everything he had done in the past, even if she had done something, he had no right to blame her.The office door opened as Beta Tade walked in with a file folder."Mr. Craig, there's been some progress on the matter from over ten years ago that you asked to investigate.""Tell me," Mortimer replied distractedly."The place where your accident happened was quite remote, with no surveillance. We're currently looking for witnesses who lived nearby at the time."Mortimer frowned slightly, his irritation showing in his voice. "So you still haven't found anything?"Beta Tade pushed his glasses up. "We did find something from the Davis family. Ten yea
Third Person's POVMortimer let out a hollow laugh, his eyes stone-cold.His Alpha aura surged through the office, intense and suffocating.Still sprawled on the floor, Vivian paled, her eyes locked on Mortimer as he stood up with absolute indifference.His tall, imposing frame cast a shadow over her as he looked down with contempt. "I've repaid you a hundred times over. Everything your family has—protection, status, wealth—all of it came from me. But you were never satisfied. You even reached for what was never yours—the place beside me as my mate."Every word landed like a hammer blow, shattering the entitled certainty Vivian had clung to.Trembling, she looked up, only to meet a pair of bloodshot eyes—cold and utterly merciless.Then Mortimer spoke again—and his words struck her like a bolt from the blue."Vivian, back then... was it really you who saved me?"At the time, he'd been gravely wounded—hovering on the brink of death, his wolf barely holding together. When he finally reg
Third Person's POVVivian kept bringing up Caldwell, deliberately hinting that he coveted the Lycan throne for two reasons: first, to make Mortimer feel challenged, and second, to make him suspect Seraphina of infidelity.Deep within Mortimer's consciousness, his wolf, Barton, was raging, violently clawing at the walls of his mind. "Rip her apart, Mortimer! This lying she-wolf is slandering our Luna! The stench on her is making me sick! I want to tear her throat out!"Mortimer coldly replied in his mind, "Shut up, Barton. Kill her, and we lose Seraphina for good. I want that tumor cut out—root and all."Mortimer never even glanced at Vivian's bruised wrist. When she finished speaking, he remained silent.Vivian's sobs gradually subsided. Looking up, she found his expression even darker than before.Certain he'd fallen for her lies, she secretly rejoiced. Already thinking about how to steer the conversation toward lifting the pressure on her family, she was about to press her advantage
Third Person's POVVivian was trembling with rage, her wolf clawing to break free.But Connor's warning—that their family's business would go under if she crossed Mortimer again—echoed in her mind. She dug her nails into her thigh, forcing herself to swallow her anger.When she spoke again, her voice had softened, tinged with wounded dignity and condescension. "Fine. I'm not going to argue with a receptionist like you. Mortimer personally called me just now and asked me to come. If you don't believe me, call upstairs and ask. Keep your CEO waiting any longer, and you might be in serious trouble."She sounded so confident, yet so dramatically aggrieved, that the receptionist hesitated.After all, everyone in the company knew how outrageously indulgent Mortimer had once been toward Vivian.With the previous lessons in mind, the receptionist said tentatively, "Since Alpha Mortimer personally asked you to come, would you mind giving him a quick call? The moment his secretary confirms, I'l
Seraphina's POVI stood in the airport pickup zone, my hand resting quietly on the handle of my suitcase."Morty, hurry up! Humphrey said the guys are throwing us a welcome home party at the Wildwolf Club tonight."That voice sliced through the air, and my grip on my luggage tightened.Mortimer and
Seraphina's POVI flipped my phone to airplane mode. The moment the screen went black, it felt like I'd finally severed a dead nerve. I closed my eyes, trying to find some peace in the hum of the jet engines.But the second I drifted off, the nightmare found me.It was pitch black. Freezing. Fear s
Mortimer's POVThe Swedish aurora writhed across the sky like a fever dream. Those eerie green lights felt like cold snakes, strangling the breath right out of me. I stood on the balcony, my thumb mindlessly rubbing the edge of my phone."You're on edge, Mortimer." Deep in my head, my wolf—Barton—l
Seraphina's POVThe weight of the snow felt like the cold, crushing hand of death, squeezing the last bit of oxygen from my lungs.I was curled up in a tiny air pocket, my fingers trembling as I gripped my phone, praying for a signal.If I was going to rot in this forest under the gaze of the Moon







