FAZER LOGINALEXANDERThe tension in the air was palpable. I quickly got to my feet and walked toward the door, intending to stop Chris from entering the room.A hand gripped my wrist. I turned to face Damon, whose expression was gloomy, his eyes filled with reluctance.“I still have so many things to say to you,” Damon said in a low voice.I shook my head. “We’ll talk about it some other time.”At that, Damon reluctantly let go of my hand. I walked toward Chris, who had already turned around and stormed outside the house.When I opened the front door, I found Chris leaning against his parked car, looking furious.“You want to forgive the man who humiliated you, tortured you, and stripped you of all human dignity? The man who treated you like a sex toy? And you still forgive him? This is unbelievable, Alexander!” Chris lamented, his face tight with frustration and his eyes clouded with unhappiness.I looked at him in confusion for a moment. Chris was the one who had suggested Damon come and live
ALEXANDERI gave him an askance look.“Why are you giving me flowers?”His face fell, and he replied unhappily, “I know I hurt you, Alex, but you can’t hold it against me for the rest of our lives. I am deeply sorry. I wish I hadn’t made those mistakes, but it’s already done. All I’m asking from you is a second chance—a second chance to make things right. This gift comes from my heart and my sincere apology.”He placed the bouquet of flowers on the couch, then rose to his feet and walked away. I watched his retreating back thoughtfully. After he disappeared from sight, I reached for the flowers and sniffed them.Then I set them aside.I caught the smell of cigarette smoke in the air, and I walked to the backyard to find Damon smoking. I was surprised; I had never seen him smoke before. This was the first time.“You picked up a smoking habit,” I said softly.He didn’t look back. “When the whole world is against you, and you’ve made so many mistakes, you can’t help but pick up some bad
ALEXANDERFor a moment, I fell silent. From Chris’s voice, I knew he was going to give in to whatever request Peter made. I turned to Peter.He looked at me with a knowing smile.“I’ll bring you home soon,” Chris said before hanging up.Peter took back his phone, looked at me, and shook his head. “I don’t know how you did it, but you managed to conquer both Chris’s and Damon’s hearts. Are you going to end up with one of them?”I turned away without bothering to answer, but Peter refused to give up.“I can’t wait to see them at each other’s throats, trying to kill each other over you. I’ll just fold my arms and watch with a smile,” he said.I shut my eyes, but Peter didn’t stop talking. He kept going, while I squeezed my eyes tighter and completely ignored him.At some point, I fell asleep.When I opened my eyes again, it was already dusk. I looked toward the door and saw Peter leaning against the wall, his hands in his pockets.He grinned. “You look really pretty when you’re asleep.”
ALEXANDERWhen I stepped into the kitchen, Peter followed close behind, still wearing that smug expression.“What do you love about Chris?” he asked. “I don’t see anything likable about that guy. He’s always moody.”I pursed my lips and refused to answer.Peter glanced around the kitchen before turning back to me. “So? How is it? Better than Chris’s kitchen?”The corner of my lips twitched.“Why do you compare everything to Chris?” I asked.Peter smiled. “I can’t help it. I want you to know that I’m better than him.”I stared at him for a moment before deciding to tell him the truth.“I don’t care whether you’re better than him or not. I could never love you, Peter—”He cut me off immediately. “We can take it slow. I’m not in a hurry. If not today, then two years from now, or ten. I can wait a lifetime.”At that moment, I realized Peter was hopelessly thick-headed. Talking to him was a waste of breath, so I stopped trying. I focused on cooking and ignored him completely.After I finis
ALEXANDERPeter’s face went blank. He raised a hand, flashing his claws, and growled threateningly, “Then you’ve left me no choice.”Before, I would have been scared out of my mind, silently wishing Chris would show up as fast as possible. But now, I felt certain I could fight him.“I’m not scared. If you want a fight, then let’s fight,” I said with a cold sneer.Surprise flickered across Peter’s face. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he stalked toward me, clearly trying to intimidate me.“You’re just a pathetic wolf who transformed a few days ago, and you dare claim you can fight me? Aren’t you tired of making a fool of yourself?” Peter snorted coldly.I stayed silent. There was no point wasting words on him.He let out a sinister laugh. “If you can dodge, then I’ll let you go.”He lunged at me, his hand shooting for my neck, but I quickly stepped aside and avoided him. He stopped and looked at me with a smile.“A little interesting,” he said.He came at me again, and I ke
ALEXANDERDamon must have noticed the surprise on my face because he looked at me and grinned.My face darkened. Damon had so many cooks, and the number of maids and servants in the pack palace was impossible to count.Was what he cooked even edible?I walked over and sat down, then calmly stared at what he had prepared. It looked far more presentable than I expected. I reached out, took a slow bite, and was pleasantly surprised.Damon looked at me and grinned. “How is it? Does it taste good?”“It’s okay,” I replied, lowering my head as I began to eat slowly.After I finished eating, I got up and left the dining table. Chris and Damon were talking, but I wasn’t interested in their conversation.I returned to my room. An hour later, my door creaked open. I looked up and saw Damon standing there.I raised my brows at him. When he didn’t say anything for several moments and just kept standing there, I finally asked, “Why are you in my room?”Damon looked at me, then stepped inside and sh
ALEXANDERI sat curled up on the stool by the window, morning sunlight spilling through the open curtain, but I couldn’t stop replaying last night. It wasn’t just humiliation—it was a reminder that I might stay like this until I die, that no one would ever accept me as their mate.I didn’t even kno
ALEXANDERChristina’s words lingered in my mind, haunting me for the rest of the day. Even during lunch, when I noticed that far more meat than usual had been served at the table, I couldn’t shake off the strange unease settling in my chest. The feeling only worsened whenever I caught the palace ma
ALEXANDERI chewed what was in my mouth. I hadn’t had a meal that good in years, and the look on his face wasn’t enough to make me stop. I gulped it down without raising my head, continuing to wolf down the spread of delicacies on the table until I heard the scrape of his chair as he stood and walk
ALEXANDERI was rendered speechless as I stared at my father in disbelief. I couldn’t remember the last time he’d spoken to me. Even when I tried to start a conversation or ask for an audience, I was turned away, and Jezebel would force me to kneel for hours.If I didn’t constantly hear him speakin







