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"No, no, you can't do this to me!" Mechelle looked at the man who suddenly appeared in his room with horror, instinctively stepping back. 
Overnight, Mechelle's small pack was scattered by the rogue, and unwillingly, Mechelle became the second wife of the pack elder. Before she could mourn the double death of her parents, she was forcibly claimed by the mysterious man. 
The next day, the sex video placed on the bed plunged Mechelle into hell. 
The nightmare wasn't over yet. Mechelle found herself unexpectedly pregnant and, holding the pregnancy report, she went to confront him, only to receive his contemptuous mockery: "Are you really sure the child in your belly is mine?"
A loveless encounter, tinged with even hatred— who hurt whom in the end? He thought he was in control, but little did he know he had long lost his heart. 
And Mechelle, with a shattered heart, threw herself into the sea before him. 
Years later, when they meet again, countless men admire Mechelle. 
At an elegant dinner prepared lovingly by her lover, he is but a guest. Mechelle gracefully walks before him, smiling lightly, "Mr. Duncan, it's been years, I hope you've been well!" 
He wickedly curls his lips, "Darling, I've sent a gift to your fiancé. I'm sure he'll like it."

Sinful seduction:An Alpha's Temptation

Inside the movie theater, an unusual calmness prevailed. Couples were nestled closely, entranced by the silver screen, their emotions swaying with the story of the protagonists.

I sat there quietly, engrossed in the film, captivated by its poignant narrative. My heart ached for the main characters; despite their deep love for each other, they were compelled to hurt one another, to push each other away deliberately.

As the movie reached its emotional crescendo, a low chorus of sobs echoed throughout the theater. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched, caught up in the era, the characters, the story...

"Mechelle." A soft voice called me back to reality. As I attempted to pull away, I felt another warm hand envelop mine. I tried to shake it off, but his grip remained firm, causing my face to flush crimson, almost as if blood would trickle down.

"Louis, let go of me!" I protested softly, but his hand remained firmly clasped around mine.

Chapter 21-Bar trouble