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’ Tarik snark. ‘Are you trying to call me a poet?’ ‘Poet. Good. Good for mate. Mate worthy. Too precious, priceless,’ he uttered, and I couldn’t have agreed more. “You make me feel seen,” Jade whispers, blinking away more tears. “I’ve never,” she wipes at the fresh tears staining her cheeks. “I’ve never felt that way. Seen. It’s like for the first time, someone finally sees me. Just me. Not me, who was my parents' second daughter that they didn’t want. Or me, who had to fill in the role of Luna and provide an heir. Or me, who was Arya’s little sister but 'ME'. It feels weird to finally have someone who sees me as 'ME'. As Jade, the little girl who just wanted to be seen, to feel special to s

The last thing I expected was to find the mighty Beta of the Moonstone pack coming out of a lake at night when everyone was celebrating the pack's anniversary. "What in the world?" I mumbled. His usual shoulder-length wavy hair was slicked down due to its drenched state, his black button-down shirt clung to his body, giving my favorite male celebrity a run for his god-like abs and muscles. His icy stone blue eyes stared down at me, lingering for a moment before he grunted and walked past me. "Again. What in the freaking universe just happened?" My wolf Sheila asked this time. Sheila was upset I disconnected her from her mate, but she was quick to recover the moment Zharn Meyers looked at me

Her dark hair was wild, makeup bold, and she moved like she owned the entire club. She smiled wide when she saw me, eyes lighting up with genuine surprise and heat. “Damn, girl. You look like you’re ready to ruin someone tonight,” Jade purred, sliding onto the stool beside me. “It’s been months. I missed that pretty face… and that mouth.” Months? Oh no, that's exaggerative. I didn’t smile back. I downed the third shot and slammed the glass down. “I need a huge guy tonight,” I said flatly. “Someone who can actually fuck the frustration out of me. I’m paying double the usual rate. Find me one. Now.”

How long can you keep saving them, little wolf, before you burn yourself out? Baylee gritted her teeth. “Long enough to stop you.” A figure stepped from the shadows then—a woman cloaked in black, her hair pale as frost. Her eyes glowed red, her smile sharp as broken glass. Jade. The air crackled with dark energy. Wolves stumbled back, the very ground trembling beneath her presence. “So,” Jade purred, her gaze landing on Baylee. “The Moon’s chosen hides among mortals.” Baylee stepped forward, though her knees threatened to buckle. “I’m not hiding.”

There was even a door not fully closed, revealing a manicured hand gripping a rail as pleasured cries tore the air. “W-woah,” I breathed, “What is this place? What is going on right now?” Bodies brushed past me as I met up with Ms. Vega, who had taken great pleasure in watching me gawk around. “Oh, I love newbies!” She chuckled, “I can’t wait for you to start shedding off your little protective blanket. Oh and, are you sub or dom?”

He never loved her, she was a weird addiction, a vulnerable obsession and something to play with but never a woman to love. He wouldn't all of a sudden claim to love her because of Sia's betrayal, Jade was a mystery when he first met her, and it would be a pure lie if he said their meeting was a coincidence, it wasn't. He knew who she was, he knew her being friends with Aurora's childhood friend Bree. He found her taking interest in bdsm and Max was a freak for it, he never planned to be physical with her but her being so docile yet looking damn curious about such stuff made him use her weakness against her.

the elderly. On the daunting task before me. "You know," Jade continued, interrupting my thoughts, "I always knew you'd end up here. Even when things were the worst. There was just something about you, Avy. "Something special." I looked at her in the mirror. There was so much assurance. So much faith. I wish I could sense even a small part of it. When Jade had finished, I looked in the mirror. The girl looking back at me was a stranger. Her clothing was made of beautiful silk in a bright emerald green that made her delicate complexion sparkle. Her hair was nicely styled, cascading in lovely waves about her shoulders. She resembled a Luna. She did not look like me. "Perfect," Jade exclaimed,

" Holy cow, she’s looking at me; please don’t call me Warg; it’s for the little sanity I have left. “Alright, Mr. Lombardi.” I let out a groan and motioned for her to leave, which she subsequently did. I dashed into the bathroom as fast as I could, stripped off my clothes, and dove headfirst into the shower. I then grabbed my cock and started riding solo while the thought of my little mate calling me Warg occupied my mind. It didn’t even take me 2 minutes to start shooting cum at the glass door. Hell, Jade was going to be the death of me. She is both naïve and alluring in equal measure. But I will wait for my mate to be ready for me. Even though she is not very big, the moon goddess fashione

“I was bitten by a beast.” “Then, may I look at the wound?” Damian asked. Jade’s subordinates were hard-pressed not to slap the man in the face. “Preposterous! As a commander, her body is priceless, and she is also a woman. Her wound is on her thigh. How can we allow you to see it?!” After he said that, Jade stood up. She placed one long leg on the stool and grabbed her trousers with both hands. Riiip! She tore her trousers open, revealing… a black thigh.

Even Margie, the person in charge of Nightly Desires, had never seen Jade’s true face, let alone the others. Perhaps only the big boss had seen her face! Sometimes Margie wondered why the big boss would hire such a diva. “Margie greets you, Miss Jade,” Margie said politely. “What’s the matter?” Jade asked. “Miss Jade, Jagger, the younger chief of Village Pott, was very amazed after watching your performance. So, he came to me asking to see you. May I know if you have time?” After Margie asked that, she nervously waited for the other party’s reply.