"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

　　Mick's mansion was located at Pine Creek.


　　It looked grotesquely tacky and unnecessarily extravagant.


　　The moment I stepped into the mansion, I knew I was in for an experience unlike any other.


　　The first thing that caught my eye was the gaudy chandelier hanging from the high ceiling in the grand foyer. It was so large that it seemed to overpower the entire room, and its crystal droplets glinted garishly in the sunlight that streamed through the stained-glass windows.


Chapter 112