Chapter 215\u00a0<\/p>\n
Third Person\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once the office door clicked shut behind them, Aysel draped herself over Magnus\u2019s broad back, tugging\u00a0<\/p>\n
your attention.\u201d playfully at his car. \u201cAlpha, your scent is powerful today-so many vying for\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus felt a pang of protest. His mate, his little Moonvale rose, was the true attractor of all eyes in any \u201cI barely know her,\u201d he muttered,\u00a0<\/p>\n
room. Yet he said nothing, letting himself offer a half-hearted defense rue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
voice low and amused.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel bared her small fangs in a teasing grin. \u201cDoesn\u2019t matter. It\u2019s still your fault. Who told you to be this good-looking, this irresistible?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus chuckled, cars flicking with affection. His mate playful jealousy mixed with praise-how could anyone resist her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He scooped his mischievous little mate into his arms, claws gently pressing against her back. \u201cAlright, alright. It\u2019s my fault. From now on, only you shall claim my favor.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel\u2019s dark eyes glimmered, spinning mischievously. \u201cAnd how do you propose I punish you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus kissed her softly, a wolf\u2019s nuzzle against her cheek. \u201cAnything you wish, mate.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel\u2019s gaze sharpened, and she tilted her head with mock severity. \u201cThen two weeks without the bed.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus covered her mouth, smirking, eyes glinting like a wolf who knew his prey well. \u201cDarling\u2026 do you really think that\u2019s possible?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel pouted, wrapping her arms possessively around his neck, claws gently kneading his fur. \u201cIt is possible\u2026 but maybe just one week?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jealousy was feigned; negotiation was the real goal. Her little body endured long nights wrestling with Magnus, leaving her muscles weary. She wasn\u2019t about to risk her health. \u201cPromise me, promise me!\u201d she insisted, shaking his shoulders lightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus pinned his wriggling, fish-like mate with ease, pressing a gentle kiss to her hand. \u201cTonight, you rest.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel wriggled free and flopped onto the sofa, feigning outrage. \u201cWe\u2019re through! No love left!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus leaned over, pressing his muzzle against hers. \u201cNo matter. I have love-enough for both of us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Though part of their morning banter had been performative, meant to provoke Olivia Darkmoon, the plan to dine together in the Shadowbane Pack\u2019s communal hall remained unchanged. Compared to the pampered Darkmoon heiress, Magnus and Aysel had both grown tough, unspoiled by overindulgence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Shadowbane mess hall was legendary: a sprawling, multi-tiered den of cuisine, each kitchen staffed by chefs who had passed the strictest trials. Olivia, with her airs of superiority, scorned what she deemed beneath her status-what many would have fought tooth and claw to taste.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Word spread quickly through the pack: Magnus, the Alpha of Shadowbane, would accompany his mate to the common hall. What had begun as a subtle display of dominance now became pack gossip with legs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Aysel and Magnus arrived, the hall\u2019s occupants, high-ranking members of the den, turned their\u00a0<\/p>\n
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amber eyes toward the pair, teeth gleaming in polite, retrained excitement. They knew better than to stare too openly, lest they invoke the Alpha\u2019s ire.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel smiled warmly at the pack members, acknowledging their presence. Magnus, unusually relaxed, allowed the hear of their curiosity to pass without reproch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The senior members of Shadowbane realized the meaning behind Jackson\u2019s old words: \u201cThis Aysel is no mere girlfriend of the Alpha-she is the one he truly clms.\u201d The Moonvale surname carried power and destiny, now fused with the Shadowbane line.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was as if the pack\u2019s balance shifted with their union. Le grew easier-fewer tensions, more rest, and the air itself seemed sweeter. Bold members approached Aysel to recommend dishes, tails wagging subtly in approval. She nodded, and Magnus hustled beside her, attentive and protective.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Few had ever seen the Alpha display such warmth and approachability. The pack whispered among themselves, secretly thrilled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the communication nets, messages flew like sparks:\u00a0<\/p>\n
[I heard Jackson just blacklisted Olivia Darkmoon-justice at last!]\u00a0<\/p>\n
[Who could have thought her arrogance would falter in the face of the real mate?]\u00a0<\/p>\n
[Our Lady Aysel is the only one fit to stand beside Alpha Magnus-any other is laughable. Even her schemes pale in comparison to her presence.]\u00a0<\/p>\n
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