Chapter 307\u00a0<\/p>\n
Third Person\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
976\u00a0<\/p>\n
B\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Bastien was laid to rest, the various branches of the Sanchez bloodline began moving their sons and daughters out of the old pack estate one after another.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They had stayed for years for two reasons:\u00a0<\/p>\n
first, because living there was a symbol of status within the Shadowbane Pack;\u00a0<\/p>\n
second, because staying close to the old Alpha made it easier to curry favor and sniff out inheritance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now that the dust had settled, with the old Alpha gone and their ties to Magnus all but severed, those relatives no longer had the face-or the nerve-to remain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
To be honest, they also found the estate ominous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once loud with feasts, negotiations, and undercurrents of blood and ambition, the ancestral grounds fell suddenly quiet, shadows stretching where wolves once crowded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus and Aysel did not move back either.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The place they returned to most often was still the first villa Magnus had given her-the territory that felt most like home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Morning light spilled through curtains left carelessly open, washing over the soft bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel stirred as sunlight danced across her face. With a faint hum, she buried her face into the bare chest beside her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus\u2019s body reacted before his mind did-an Alpha\u2019s instincts pulling her closer, his arm tightening around her waist, pressing her against the heat and strength of his form.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He reached blindly for the curtain remote.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Couldn\u2019t find it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No idea where it had been tossed during the night\u2019s unrestrained chaos.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Disturbed from sleep, Aysel bit him lightly in complaint, mumbling,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is all your fault. I told you not to mess around by the window.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sharp sting snapped Magnus fully awake.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEasy, little wolf,\u201d he breathed, low and teasing, shifting slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She jolted, heat rushing to her face as she opened her eyes-and saw the marks she\u2019d left on his skin the night before, faint red crescents matching her teeth, some not yet faded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She leaned in and kissed them softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
12:22 Wed, Dec 24\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 307\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDoesn\u2019t hurt. Doesn\u2019t hurt.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus laughed and caught her wrist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen kiss somewhere else.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
076\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fiiished\u00a0<\/p>\n
She nudged his leg under the covers in warning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And when she glanced down at herself, she grew indignant instead-she was the one who had suffered\u00a0<\/p>\n
more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d begged him to loosen his grip, but he\u2019d clung like a wolf refusing to release its prey-\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she muttered, pressing her palm down firmly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBaby-\u201d He buried his face into her neck, voice low and clingy, every bit the possessive Alpha.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A knock sounded at the door, again and again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel arched back slightly, fingers tangling in his hair, brows knitting as she tried to resist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cN-no\u2026 we\u2019re going out later\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll watch the time,\u201d he promised.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Outside. Daron padded down the corridor. The moment he neared the door and heard the familiar. ambiguous sounds, he flicked his ears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ah.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Alphas were playing again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a shake of his head, Daron trotted away, claws tapping rhythmically down the hall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daylight was far less forgiving than moonlight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Shyness only encouraged the Alpha to abandon restraint.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The blanket soon became discarded prey, tangled on the floor with the lost remote.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the bright, warm room, crimson roses bloomed, dewdrops trembling as a devoted wolf kissed each petal in reverent devotion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel did not make it out that day.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201c\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the days that followed became harder for Magnus.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julia, riding the explosive success of Sophia Holland\u2019s new dance drama, rose swiftly to international fame and began preparing her own solo production.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She invited Aysel-her longtime partner-to choreograph.\u00a0<\/p>\n
To keep Aysel in peak condition, Magnus was forced into abstinence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
12:22 Wed, Dec 24 MG\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 307\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDoesn\u2019t hurt. Doesn\u2019t hurt.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus laughed and caught her wrist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen kiss somewhere else.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She nudged his leg under the covers in warning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fimshed\u00a0<\/p>\n
And when she glanced down at herself, she grew indignant instead-she was the one who had suffered\u00a0<\/p>\n
more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d begged him to loosen his grip, but he\u2019d clung like a wolf refusing to release its prey-\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she muttered, pressing her palm down firmly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBaby-\u201d He buried his face into her neck, voice low and clingy, every bit the possessive Alpha.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A knock sounded at the door, again and again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel arched back slightly, fingers tangling in his hair, brows knitting as she tried to resist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cN-no\u2026 we\u2019re going out later\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll watch the time,\u201d he promised.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Outside, Daron padded down the corridor. The moment he neared the door and heard the familiar, ambiguous sounds, he flicked his ears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ah.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Alphas were playing again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a shake of his head, Daron trotted away, claws tapping rhythmically down the hall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daylight was far less forgiving than moonlight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Shyness only encouraged the Alpha to abandon restraint.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The blanket soon became discarded prey, tangled on the floor with the lost remote.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the bright, warm room, crimson roses bloomed, dewdrops trembling as a devoted wolf kissed each petal in reverent devotion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel did not make it out that day.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the days that followed became harder for Magnus.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julia, riding the explosive success of Sophia Holland\u2019s new dance drama, rose swiftly to international fame and began preparing her own solo production.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She invited Aysel-her longtime partner-to choreograph.\u00a0<\/p>\n
To keep Aysel in peak condition, Magnus was forced into abstinence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
12:22 Wed, Dec 24 MGJ.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 307\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
With no other choice, the Alpha threw himself back into work, determined to earn more resources for his\u00a0<\/p>\n
mate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jackson, run ragged despite a salary thick with zeros, nearly collapsed daily, scheming endlessly about how to lure Aysel into visiting the company.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A motivated Alpha was terrifying.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Shadowbane Pack\u2019s enterprises surged again, profits stacking so high the wolves were almost tired of winning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Strangely, love had softened Magnus.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was still untouchable-but more measured, more humane.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everyone knew now: offend Magnus, and there might still be salvation-\u00a0<\/p>\n
if you could win over Aysel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Of course, some wolves remained blind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
One night, returning from rehearsal with Julia, Aysel received a message from Skylar containing only a single garbled symbol.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus, who had endured solitude for far too long, bathed and prepared meticulously, intent on pleasing his mate\u2014\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only to open the bedroom door and find the bed empty.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His wolf snapped to attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel, still in her sleepwear, had already sped off with her guards toward the Frostfang Pack.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Their gates were torn down with brute force. Blood followed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They arrived just in time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skylar\u2019s stepmother and stepbrother, unable to outmaneuver her or touch Frostfang resources, had turned to filthier ambitions.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If she couldn\u2019t inherit the pack, they\u2019d make her someone\u2019s mate by force.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With Skylar\u2019s father away, they cleared out servants and prepared their crime.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skylar sensed danger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel came fast.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Skylar\u2019s father returned, he looked struck by lightning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had believed he\u2019d already given that woman and her son enough.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet tears flowed, excuses piled high.\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
12:22 Wed, Dec 24\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 307\u00a0<\/p>\n
He softened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skylar laughed coldly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
376\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment he had defended them years ago-when they nearly sold her into the mountains-her last thread of filial bond had snapped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With Aysel\u2019s guards, she beat them bloody.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The stepmother and stepbrother were thrown into prison.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her father was stripped of authority and forced into retirement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel even called in Serena for favors.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The mother and son were \u201cwell taken care of\u201d inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
One lost a hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The other lost his manhood.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skylar\u2019s father tried to rebel against retirement-until Aysel offered a suggestion:\u00a0<\/p>\n
If he felt lonely, perhaps his beloved moonflower could come tend him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He went silent instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had seen what remained of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Being cared for by the woman who hated him-and had gone mad in confinement-was worse than death.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Men, after all, were practical creatures.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The madwoman in chains bore little resemblance to the pure white jasmine of his memories.\u00a0<\/p>\n
730\u00a0<\/p>\n
C\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u00a0<\/p>\n
A\/A\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wed, Dec 24\u00a0<\/p>\n
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