Mag-log in“Do you like this one?” Rebecca asked, holding up a couple’s ring set from the display tray. Dash’s face twisted in disapproval. “Not eye-catching. Pick something with a touch of gold, baby!” “Excuse me! I’m not a gold digger anymore, I’m a diamond digger. Choose one from these three.” She declared, leaving no room for debate. Angela smiled at her witty remark while choosing a tiny pendant for Nora. Her birthday was next week, and she wanted to gift her a piece of jewelry. On Gideon’s insistence, she bought two pendants instead. One was diamond-studded, a gift from him for her to wear at the engagement party. “Hey, are you alright?” Gideon caught her by the waist as she stumbled while getting up. Her pale face had been haunting him since last night. She hadn’t slept at all. An unfamiliar ache kept clawing at her heart, as though invisible nails were tearing into it. Dread coiled through every nerve, warning her that something catastrophic was approaching. Worse, she had recently
“Look at this mama’s boy, growing up so well, huh?” Rebecca’s mother, Luna Beatrice, cooed, ruffling Axel’s hair. She burst into laughter when he frowned and declared, “I am a little man now, Luna. So don't touch my hair or pull my cheeks like before. I am Big Five now.” “Ah, little man, huh?” Rebecca caught his face in a firm grip, squishing his cheeks before patting them twice. “No rosy cheeks anymore, only a handsome beard growing here! You look more like a little girl, just like Venessa!” Axel shot her a sharp silver-eyed glare, exactly like his father's. “Geez! These Woodbead men!” she muttered under her breath before hugging her father, Patrick. Angela smiled and ruffled Axel’s hair as well. “Mom... please!” Axel sighed dramatically. Patrick chuckled at his irritated face before pulling him into a warm hug. “Little man! How have you been?” “I'm very well, thank you, Alpha Patrick. I missed you all!” Axel replied with a cheerful nod. Patrick smiled before his gaze lan
Ever so slowly, Gideon inclined his head, studying his wife with piercing intensity. Angela instantly stiffened beneath his gaze. “What did you say?” Her heart frantically urged her mind to stay quiet, but she moistened her lips, forcing herself to repeat, “I won't always follow your commands. Sometimes, you have to follow mine too.” The moment the words left her mouth, she mentally smacked herself. Had she gone too far? But spilled milk couldn't be gathered again. Hesitantly, she lifted her eyes, expecting displeasure, only to find him patiently waiting for her to meet his captivating hazel gaze. “I see! What do you want me to do?” he asked calmly, slipping his hands into his pockets. Huh? Angela tilted her head, searching his composed face. He wasn't offended? “Which command of yours must I obey, Wife? Tell me,” He repeated. Deep inside, however, her colorful behavior had piqued his curiosity yet again. Angela spun around, her hair whipping across his face. His feat
The little figure stood there silently. Venessa! The tears shimmering in those baby-blue eyes pierced Angela’s heart as she Venessa her standing at the doorway, silently witnessing the scene. Angela broke the hug and smiled at Gideon. “Now that Axel is happy, I’m sure Venessa deserves to be happy too. I’ve already arranged a pink fairy theme for her room. We have another mission to accomplish, Husband!” Angela chirped before kissing Axel’s head and ruffling his hair.The crease between Gideon’s brows deepened when Angela gestured toward the doorway where Venessa stood, watching the family moment she had always yearned for. “Are you going to surprise her too, Mom?” Axel asked, looking up hopefully. Angela nodded. “But her birthday isn’t here yet.” “No, but we’re moving her to the room beside yours and surprising her anyway. Will you help us decorate her new room, Axel?” Angela tapped his nose playfully. He nodded eagerly. “Yes, Mom! It’ll be fun!” A soft smile spread across Ven
“So you felt someone had their eyes on you, someone real, or merely an illusion? Can you tell the difference, Princess?” Orion asked. Angela slowly shook her head and sighed. “I... don't know. But something was there, luring me in that direction. It kept tempting me to surrender to sleep. It felt as though someone was playing with my mind.” She closed her eyes and rested against the headboard. Gideon had carried her straight to their room the moment she collapsed into his arms. “The more she explores her powers and learns new witchcraft, the more they plague and manipulate her thoughts. I fear something is about to happen, Alpha. They're definitely planning something now that the Luna Nera is approaching,” Lisa said grimly, glancing at Orion. “What do you mean? Who's behind this?” Gideon asked through clenched jaws. “Kesha or her bastard witcher?”Angela turned toward Gideon. He still hadn't answered her question about Damon, but she knew He was hiding something. She would confron
Angela stared at them blankly. Injustice? Was that the word they chose to define her misery? 'Angela, chin up and smile confidently. Play along!' Gideon’s voice echoed in her mind. Understanding his intent, she caught on to his act.She smiled sweetly. “Of course, Sir. Those people always stabbed me in the back and whispered behind it, so I left them where they belonged to suffer, including everyone who encouraged their wickedness. Thank you for your concern.” She dipped her head gracefully before smiling at Gideon, who looked both surprised and proud.The elders stood stunned by her confidence. None of them had imagined that the fragile human of the packdom would become the powerful White Witch and their Luna Queen, personally chosen by the Moon Goddess. “Ah! Very well, Mrs. Woodbead. We couldn't be happier to have you as our Queen. It will be an honour to hold the ceremony and announce you as the Shadowcrest pack’s Luna before the world and the mother of the Alpha heir. We have n
Gideon’s rigid eyes fluttered, and his racing heart abruptly calmed as that small, tender voice poured calm into his veins. The sweet yet powerful familiar scent brushed over him, and a sudden tranquillity drowned the storm inside him. Ever so Slowly, Gideon turned his neck to the
“Alpha, Draven Griffin is here!” Dash’s voice through the mind-link snapped Gideon’s focus from Angela. His lips curled into a dangerous smirk. She fell silent at the sudden shift in his expression. “Your ex-fuckboy is here,” He muttered. Angela blinked. Her thoughts flew to Axel and his health
“Mr. Woodbead, why don’t you stay a little longer? The party is still ongoing,” Draven suggested casually as they sipped their drinks, waiting for Angela.Rebecca was completely drunk, swaying like a loose thread in the wind while Dash struggled to keep her upright, which distracted him from watchi
Gideon and Daniela arrived at the most elegant and prominent club in the city of California, a place where billionaires and elites often gathered for lavish nights. But tonight was a private celebration, arranged for a far more important purpose by the birthday girl.“See? I told you. You’re the mo







