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Third Person's POVChloe exchanged a glance with her, quietly giving her a thumbs-up under the table.Alina lifted her chin proudly and strode out of the private room in her high heels.Humphrey sat in his chair, his face suddenly turning pale. Even the wolf inside him seemed to shrink in fear.It was only when Randall gave him a hard shove from the side that he snapped back to reality, jumped up from his chair, and hurried after her, completely disregarding his image."Babe! I don't want to break up! I don't want to prove my loyalty anymore! Please...don't leave me—you're still carrying my pup."As Humphrey's wailing faded away, the atmosphere in the private room grew heavier.Randall sneaked a glance at Mortimer, then at his mate. He slowly stood up and forced himself to say, "Well, Mortimer, I think my dog's about to give birth. We'd better get home and check on her, so we're heading out."After saying this, he grabbed Chloe and ran off as if afraid Mortimer would take his anger ou

Third Person's POVHer eyes brimmed with tears, burning with desperate anticipation.But Mortimer's expression had already ominous.Wilmot stood with his hands in his pockets, watching the scene with a grim expression. The moment he heard their exchange, his face went rigid.He suddenly caught the key point in the conversation, turned to Mortimer in disbelief and said, "Wait—Mortimer. The woman who abused Dash Seraphina brought back... that's Vivian's mother? And the bastard who used his privilege behind the scenes to take all the videos off the internet and obstruct the police's investigation... that was you?!"Mortimer said nothing, his fists clenched at his sides so tightly that his knuckles cracked, and black fur threatened to burst from the back of his hand as he lost control of his emotions.His pale and twisted face was already an admission of everything."Damn it!"Wilmot wiped his face hard, then rubbed his forehead vigorously, struggling not to lose his mind at his alpha's u

Third Person's POVAlthough the movement was subtle, Mortimer caught it. A flicker of pain crossed his eyes.Dash recognized him instantly. The dog propped its front paws on the edge of the stroller, its tongue hanging out as its tail wagged enthusiastically.Mortimer forced a faint smile and reached out to stroke its head.But Seraphina reacted almost on instinct, shoving his hand away."What are you trying to do?" she asked, her eyes instantly turning cold. The way she stiffened—as wary as a cat with its guard up—felt like a thousand knives piercing Mortimer's heart, leaving it bleeding endlessly.He slowly lifted his gaze to hers and let out a bitter laugh. "You think I'd hurt Dash?"Even though he already knew the answer, he still couldn't stop himself from asking.Seraphina said nothing, but the look on her face told him everything."Have I really lost all your trust?" Mortimer asked hoarsely. His lips trembled, and his eyes slowly reddened.Ever since Vivian told her Mortimer ha

Third Person's POVWhen Seraphina still got no response, she impatiently reached out and gave him a shove.His skin was burning hot. She frowned even more."A fever?" she asked, clearly annoyed.Mortimer always managed to create trouble for her."Mortimer, you have a fever." She raised her voice to make sure he heard.His heavy eyelids slowly lifted. The fever had left his eyes rimmed red, and paired with his fragile, aggrieved expression, he looked genuinely pitiful."I'll only say a few things, then I'll leave." The irritation on Seraphina's face became even more obvious."About having the video of Dash taken down. I didn't do it to help Vivian or protect the Davis family. I watched the video, and it broke my heart. The only thing I could think about was how much worse it would be for you if you saw it. I was afraid you'd see it, so I had it removed."Mortimer's voice was rough from the fever and the wolf raging out of control inside him.He spoke rapidly, desperate to explain, terr

Third Person's POVConnor stared at the harsh online comments and the Everreach Building Materials official social media account, which had been flooded with insults. His expression was grim, but beneath it was a trace of panic.Vivian fell silent, staring at the comments flooding in to praise Mortimer for protecting his mate. Fear and helplessness flashed across her face before twisting into something uglier. Connor knew they were done for.Although Lillian's abuse of a dog might have been considered only a matter of public outrage, the situation would change completely once people realized Dash belonged to Mortimer's mate.That dog also belonged to Mortimer, and he had already acknowledged it publicly. This was no longer a dispute between a werewolf and a puppy—it had become a direct confrontation between Everreach Building Materials and the Craig Group.From Mortimer's actions this time, it seemed he was punishing Lillian on the surface, but in reality, he wouldn't let Everreach Bu