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Third Person's POV"Wilmot, go drive the car."Just as Wilmot was busy putting a hex on Mortimer in his head, that arrogant, entitled command hit his ears again.Wilmot threw him a look of pure, unadulterated disgust. But under the heavy weight of Mortimer's terrifying pressure, he still ended up shuffling his feet and heading outside to play chauffeur.Mortimer kept his face dark, his powerful arms forming a rock-solid cradle for Dash.He used his long legs to stride out of the medical center.His arms were steady as iron, carrying the puppy without a single wobble.Maybe because Mortimer was the guy who had jumped into a disgusting storm drain without a second thought to haul him out, the fragile puppy had developed a totally defenseless sense of trust and dependency on him.Dash just lay there against his broad chest, completely still.His bright little eyes were locked dead onto Mortimer, staring at him like he was a savior who had literally dragged him out of hell.Watching Dash'

Third Person's POVLately, Seraphina had been seriously questioning if Mortimer suffered from a severe split personality.And tonight, his mental fracture had clearly reached an uncontrollable peak.Before seeing Dash, Mortimer was grinding his teeth with pure hatred, radiating enough bloodlust to shred the guy to pieces.But the second he actually met Dash face-to-face? Not only did he miraculously adopt a dog as his little brother, but he also practically rolled out the red carpet to invite the mutt into his Alpha estate.It wasn't like this cold-blooded tyrant took one look at a stray puppy and got instantly conquered by its charm, right?Hearing the apartment address from Seraphina's mouth, a mocking sneer flashed in Wilmot's eyes.He stomped the gas pedal straight to the floor. Accompanied by the violent roar of the engine, the luxury Maybach shot forward through the night like a bolt of black lightning.If it weren't for

Third Person's POVTrista gave him a sidelong glance, instantly seeing right through his pathetic attempt to close the distance.She dropped a freezing rejection. "Not happening."She saw exactly how shameless Mortimer was being tonight, too.No wonder the man had a death grip on that stray puppy the second he stepped out of the car.He knew damn well that the moment Dash left his arms, he'd lose his only valid excuse to loiter in Seraphina's apartment.Mortimer walked straight over to the couch and sat down with the puppy.Dash seemed to have woken up. His big, round eyes were locked unblinkingly onto Mortimer, looking unbelievably docile.Seraphina squatted in front of them, wringing out a warm towel to carefully wipe the grime off Dash's fur.Naturally, she noticed the dependent, affectionate look the puppy was giving Mortimer.For some reason, an absolutely unhinged, absurd scenario flashed into her brain with

Third Person's POV"I'm staying here tonight." He completely ripped off the pathetic, innocent act he had been playing just moments ago. The sharp, predatory gaze of an apex ruler took over, radiating pure, suffocating dominance."Absolutely not," Seraphina rejected without a second thought."Don't forget, our mating bond is still completely active." Mortimer's scorching hot body, still dripping with water, aggressively pressed a few inches closer, trapping her with nowhere to hide."Before, you claimed you moved out of my territory because I wouldn't let you keep that stray dog. Well, I'm telling you now: I can accept Dash's existence, but I will absolutely not accept my mate living apart from me during our marriage.""Mortimer, we had an agreement!" Seraphina gritted her teeth, throwing up her defensive walls. "As long as I play the role of your Luna on paper and fulfill my duties, that's it!""That's not going to work anymore." Mortimer shoved his phone right in front of her face.

Seraphina's POVHe glared at me, his eyes filled with a teeth-grinding, helpless frustration. "Can you please just listen to me seriously?"I pointed to the handful of snacks in my palm. "I literally brought snacks for storytime. How is that not taking this seriously?"Mortimer instantly choked on his words.He took a deep, ragged breath, forcefully shoving down his surging Alpha aura.He glared at me again, his jaw ticking. "Seraphina, you are doing this on purpose just to piss me off, aren't you?"Honestly, I really was listening.Seeing him looking like he was about to blow a gasket, I generously split my stash, holding half of the snacks out to him."Do you want to eat while you talk?""Seraphina!" Mortimer locked his jaw, grinding my name out syllable by agonizing syllable.Honestly, I had zero interest in the messy, tragic drama between him and Vivian.The only reason I was still sitting here listenin