I looked at the empty bowl in my hand and lamented dejectedly. “Nanny Zoy said the path to a person’s heart is through their stomach. It’s been a week, and yet, Saira still doesn’t like me.” “I think that old woman is playing with us. Idris, think of another way. Don’t girls like jewelry? Buy Saira the most expensive jewels, then she might fall for you.” Malko excitedly suggested. “You forget, Mal. My girl is the only daughter of Malivik Usan. She must’ve seen more jewels than we can imagine.” I dumped the bowl in the sink and headed to my office to get some paperwork done. As the Lycan Heir of the Pacific Sea, I had to look after the clan business. We owned a giant enterprise, the Raed Enterprise, involved in fishery, natural oil, and salt production. Of course, we also had a little hand in pearl collection, ship building and boats. However, the main source of our income came from the fresh fish we shipped to other countries, and the oil and salt we produced from the ocean. It’s a

I thought about it really hard. Why the hell was I going through so many twists and turns to win back that bastard, Einas Raed? As my soulmate, he should’ve accepted me. That’s the way it should’ve been from the first day. But not only did this bastard not accept me, but he also didn’t leave any chance to insult me at every meeting. I was angry, I was miffed. But most of all, the frustration of my situation was eating at my control, giving Zaria more access to my mind, and more chances to influence my emotions. Yes, it was important to win back my mate. However, wasn’t it up to me on how I won him? Therefore, after seeing this clause in the section of the Warrior Training Squad regulations, my heart pounded. An idea took form in my mind. And to implement this idea, I intentionally got here late this morning. My plan was simple. Beat the shit out of the bastard and vent all my emotions from the past month, while getting in some physical contact that would rekindle the spark of ou

One second, she was seducing me with her ragged breathing. The next, she was croaking like a fish on dry land. I rested my chin on the shoulder of the woman beneath me, awfully aware of every part where our bodies touched, every beat our hearts shared, without meaning to. “Have you had enough?” I whispered, hoping she hadn’t noticed the catch in my breath. Her fresh rainwater and evergreen scent was bewildering. Every second I spent on top of her, I was finding it hard not to take her there and then. “Einas, mark her! She’s our mate!” My horny wolf pushed me with agitation, more than desperate to rip her clothes and cover her in his scent. “Fuck off, Jalal! She’s Idris’s wife!” Completely put off by the fact he was pushing me to not only betray Idris, but Caira as well, I snarled at him and cut off the link between us. Then I focused my attention back on the she-wolf. She hadn’t answered my question yet, so I raised my head to look in her eyes and found her pale as a corpse. Pani

Prickling tingles erupted on my neck, reminding me of the scene from yesterday. He hit me. For a stinky she-wolf who didn’t even give a damn about him, he insulted and threatened me. What did that whore have that I lacked for him to trample on my heart and self-esteem? Yes, I always knew what we had wouldn’t last long. He made that clear from day one. However, even when I knew, I couldn’t stop myself from loving him. Einas was a year older than Idris. He commanded the military force of the clan and was the strongest Lycan in the Pacific Sea known to date. Like his brother, he was also devilishly handsome. However, when compared to Idris, I felt he was lacking something. Idris Raed looked nothing like the other Lycans. He was tall, extremely tall for our kind, with twinkling dark eyes and hair that took after his father and brother. But where the Lycan Leader and the Lycan Commander were muscular, he was lean, in a sexy kind of way. It might be due to the fact that none of his pare

Talk about family drama. It seemed there was one in every pack. Or clan. By now, I could tell not everything was hale and merry in this Lycan family. Luna Nazia and Eira Haris didn’t get along. The Lycan Leader turned a deaf ear to their argument, but indicated his favoritism towards his mistress through his lack of action. No female, bedmate of a pack leader or clan, could talk back to the Luna without consequences. Yet, Eira Haris did, and the Lycan Leader didn’t so much as reprimand her. As a rejected mate, I both envied and admired her. This female must have skills to live in the Lycans' den as the mistress of the Lycan Leader. Raed Basil had already mated and marked his true soulmate, and yet, she still remained in his life. This wasn't a task any female, she-wolf or Lycan, could do. It was a war against the mate-bond. However, why was Idris Raed lumping me with his mother? From her patronizing gaze, anyone could tell the woman didn't like me. Or maybe, she was taking out her