Chapter 32 The Debt

Mateo’s POV

When I gave the order, she frowned–but then slipped off her jacket without a word, revealing a snug tank top underneath..

Her lean upper body was clearly defined, and her lower half was dressed in form–fitting athletic leggings— no room to hide anything, not weapons… and definitely not her figure.

I had to admit–this Omega was flawless. That sweat–soaked body, just barely veiled by the damp fabric, could stir the blood of any male werewolf with a working pulse.

A slow heat rose in my gut, tightening as I watched. My Adam’s apple bobbed as I swallowed, voice low and rough. “Keep going. Don’t stall.”

Aubrey’s POV

Keep going?

Like this wasn’t enough? Anyone could see there was nowhere to hide anything. He was clearly doing this to mess with me.

So instead, I walked to the bathroom door, grabbed the stainless–steel handle–and with one firm tug. yanked it clean off the hinges.

Mateo’s smirk vanished. His whole body went tense.

handle a playful shake before tossing it to the floor

stronger–than–average Omega. I took the lock off the bathroom door–does that make you feel safer? It’s frosted glass. You’ll be able to see my shadow

was, Try me and see


stepped into

I tried calling out to Ella again. Still no response. I pushed the worry aside.

and

lot of built–up toxins. That was normal. Grandpa always said, the more impurities that left my system, the better my

I smiled to

The Zach family…

the surface of every major werewolf pack. A true underground syndicate, Like ghosts, they’d

Chapter 32 The Debt

the Alpha King was the visible ruler of the werewolf world, then

was a

ago, the Zach family assassinated a high–ranking member of the royal family. The royal court struck back with full force–a bloody purge that nearly wiped them out. Those who survived scattered and hid like rats, slowly laundering their

still had access to trained werewolf assassins and a terrifying intelligence network. Nobody

my past life, my downfall had everything to


head back under the water, letting it slam into my forehead–just enough to cool the boiling hatred

me to be her “assistant,” covering up the fact

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