Chapter 91 She was so deep in the echoing ache of Raphael’s heartbreak that she didn’t hear the silent, lethal glide of her husband approaching. Only when the temperature behind her spiked, thick with the possessive heat of an Alpha, did Fleur turn. Christian was staring like a wolf tracking

Chapter 90 “No! Please, stop it! The children are watching,” Fleur injected herself into the space between them, her voice a sharp blade cutting through the suffocating tension before claws could be drawn. “Do not do this in front of them.” She could feel the primal, feral energy vibrating between

Chapter 89 The message was from Dallas, one of his gammas. “Alpha, I’ve swapped out the escort cars. The Diamond Claw pack has scouts tracking your usual fleet,” the text read. Christian tapped out a brief “Understood” before sliding the phone into the breast pocket of his tailored jacket. “Is

Chapter 88 “No, you’re right. I won’t ever understand, because I don’t have pups,” Lea muttered. Her voice fractured on the last word, her eyes darkening. She turned on her heel, her movements sharp and frantic as she bolted toward the door. “No, Lea, wait! That’s not what I meant

Chapter 87 As Fleur scanned her fingerprint to unlock the apartment door, Christian’s larger-than-life presence overtook her. He pushed past her into the foyer, his powerful chest expanding as his deep, dominant voice boomed through the quiet space: “Chloe! Gabriel p> The sudden thunder of his voice startled the entire

Chapter 86 “Because I want to see my pups,” Christian murmured, his voice dropping into a low, honest rumble. “We are going home, Fleur. It’s been too long, and my wolf is practically clawing to get back to our kids p> A warm, teasing smile broke across Fleur’s face, her

Chapter 85 “What?!” Fleur gasped, her eyes widening in shock as understanding crashed over her. He wanted to claim her there —her tight, untouched back hole? Raw anxiety surged through her veins like wildfire. She squirmed desperately in his lap, trying to escape the vulnerable position. The Christian she remembered

Chapter 84 “What have I done?” Fleur whispered, her voice fracturing in the charged silence of the room. Her lip trembled between her teeth as she tried to steady her breathing, but it only quickened, shallow and desperate. Christian’s hand traced the soft curve of her thigh with deliberate slowness,

Chapter 83 Before Fleur could process the weight of his sincere confession, his hot hand wrapped around her wrist. With a sudden, overwhelming surge of strength, he yanked her forward, and Fleur gasped as her body collided with his solid, muscular chest. Giving her no room to retreat and no

Chapter 82 The heavy thud of the car door sealing them inside felt like the snap of a trap. Christian slammed his foot onto the accelerator, unleashing the engine’s raw roar. He carved through the nocturnal gridlock with a lethal, terrifying precision—not just a man driving a machine, but a