

In New Chicago, Adrian, who came from a Mafia family, was ambushed by his arch-enemy—the Crawfordtis family. While investigative journalist Eve was conducting an undercover investigation into Adrian, she unexpectedly saved him after he was ambushed and seriously wounded; Adrian fell in love with Eve at first sight. Adrian knew full well that if this assassination attempt were exposed, the Crawfordtis family would undoubtedly resort to extreme measures against Eve; however, he did not know how to express his feelings, so he used the pretext of providing protection to forcibly "sequester" Eve at his lakeside estate, boldly declaring, "Over the next ten days, I will make you fall in love with me."

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

I was the greatest healer in the pack. There wasn't a single poisoning in the world I couldn't cure. My mate, Liam, was an Alpha suffering from wolfsbane poisoning, and his life hung by a thread. To rid himself of the toxin, he chose me as his mate. On the very night of our marking ceremony, the shewolf he truly loved, Camilla, who was also the witch who claimed her potions could save him, threw herself off a cliff. The moment I finished purging the toxin from his body, Liam turned around and plunged a dagger coated in wolfsbane straight through my heart. "You killed Camilla. You can be buried with her." His gaze was cold and devoid of even a trace of tenderness. The fur blanket we had lain on moments before became my shroud. After I died, my body was dumped in the wasteland and left for vultures to devour completely. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the old Alpha of Silver Moon Pack personally came to my cabin to ask for my hand on Liam's behalf. Looking at Liam, who sat rigidly with clear reluctance on his face, I smiled. "I may not be able to purge the toxin in Liam's body, and I have no desire to become his mate." The moment I said that, the eyes of a concerned-looking shewolf nearby lit up. "Evelyn, if you don't wish to become Liam's mate, will you consider my son instead?"

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

To save her grandfather, Ross Hanks, whose family was in dire straits, reluctantly agreed to divorce Zander at the insistence of the Morrison family. Additionally, she relinquished custody of the baby she was carrying to the Morrison family. Five years later, Ross's grandfather passed away, and Zander lost his memory in a car accident. Meanwhile, Ross received an unexpected offer from the Morrison family to work as a babysitter. With the help of the baby genius, they eventually uncovered the truth of what had transpired five years ago. Ross and Zander reconciled and found understanding, culminating in a heartfelt kiss and reconciliation.
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To save her grandfather, Ross Hanks, whose family was in dire straits, reluctantly agreed to divorce Zander at the insistence of the Morrison family. Additionally, she relinquished custody of the baby she was carrying to the Morrison family. Five years later, Ross's grandfather passed away, and Zander lost his memory in a car accident. Meanwhile, Ross received an unexpected offer from the Morrison family to work as a babysitter. With the help of the baby genius, they eventually uncovered the truth of what had transpired five years ago. Ross and Zander reconciled and found understanding, culminating in a heartfelt kiss and reconciliation.