"I reject you! Lucas Archer Farrow from the White Walkers Pack! From now on, I will be nobody's Luna but myself!" 
The youngest multi-billionaire Alpha in werewolf history turned out to be a woman. 
Leah Lewyn walked out of the airport in low profile and was immediately surrounded by hundreds of paparazzi.
"Why did you reject your ex-husband, Alpha Lucas of the White Walkers?" a reporter asked.
"Are you kidding me? I've got my own wolf pack to run and a gazillion-dollar fortune to inherit," she replied. 
"Is it true that you're currently having affairs with 8 young actors at the same time?" another reporter inquired. 
"Give me a break," Leah rolled her eyes and chuckled. "They're young aspiring contract models." 
She barely finished her words before someone walked out of the crowd and stated in a cold voice, "She is currently having an affair with no one else but me, her one and only ex-husband." 
"Miss Lewyn, I've got a wolf pack to run and a gazillion dollars as well. Why don't you come and be my Luna, so you can inherit my money?"

Goodbye, my mate

　　"Darren, help me! Lucas is dying!" I grabbed his arms like I was grabbing the last straw of hope.


　　Darren took a look at Lucas, who was lying in the backseat and bleeding. Finn was holding him, placing his head on his lap.


　　Darren sighed, got into the car, and closed the door.


　　"Drive, Leah. I'll take care of him," he said.


　　"Why are you here?" I asked Darren, glancing at him from the rear mirror.


　　"I woke up this morning and had a craving for pizza," Darren replied and checked on Lucas' wood. "The cut is deep. We need to stop his bleeding right now. He's losing too much blood."


　　Then, he looked around and laid his eyes on Finn.


　　"Take off your clothes," Darren said.


　　Finn looked puzzled and instinctively flinched a bit.


　　"Darren, this isn't funny," I frowned and said. I rolled down the window to get some fresh air.


　　This car was packed with too many hot men. I couldn't breathe.


Chapter 80