Isabella Anderson

Her name was Brisa Dorsey. She was overjoyed at the upcoming marriage with her boyfriend, who she had been in love with for years. But just before they were to apply for their marriage license, she found out that her boyfriend had an affair with Brisa's stepsister. In a fit of anger, Brisa decided to pay a man to have sex with her. Drunk as a skunk, Brisa shouted orders to the owner of the club she went to that night, wanting to have sex with him. And when she woke up the next day, she found that everyone was calling her "Mrs. Johns". Shocked, Brisa found out she had got married! To whom? The terrifying "Cold-Face King" in New York, who was the head of the Johns family as well as the Johns Group! But rumor had it that he never hang out with women. Didn't he like men? Sure enough, those rumors were all just rumors...

Alpha in Color

it's a curse that we always feel broken

The days don't pass in a blur for me.

It's clear. I see everything around me as if a certain fog has been lifted from my vision. Things that I once ignored could no longer be blocked from my mind.

The voices of the pack, those who doubted and whispered their mistrust, climbed into my hearing.

Everything was clear. Maybe for the first time.

For the first time, I stopped putting the visors upon my eyes- the objects that I thought would bring me down. Everything was clear.

"When will my mate be back from his assignment?"

The room was filled, various pack members cramming inside. Each week a report of the pack was given. Last week's meeting was canceled due to my confinement to the clinic.

Despite Henry's urges, I did not cancel the meeting for this week.

Chapter .46.