RaynaI was able to sleep properly despite the fact that I was sharing a bedroom with a man. All I had were good dreams, the kind where a person finishes an excellent read and got to dream those scenes in their head—may it be erotic, adventure, or otherwise.

Rayna There were two things that immediately registered in mind when he said those words.Super smell and bossy.I wasn't innocent. I noticed what he did there sniffing me and all and it was weird. So weird. Because of this, I found myself believing my theory again.He could possibly be a werewolf and a spy. A CEO spy. Made my superiors think he was donating weapons when in reality he was just gathering intel.But then again. I could be wrong, and this made me realize I needed to do some digging of my own regarding this man. He really was a mystery, and most likely possessed a treasure trove of secrets if his sense of dressing was an indication.One thing was certain for me, though. He was bossy.Aside from the fact that he did that weird act on me, his tone was full of command. For a man of his stature, it was a given. Issuing orders was what embodied a CEO, after all. I definitely wasn't leaning on the

Axel Once we arrived on the ground floor, we were led to a transport vehicle. Within minutes, it conveniently drove us to the docking area which was easily as large as ten football fields.“Mr. Windstorm! I am glad you could finally join us!” Colonel Garrison exclaimed as he waved his hands and approached me. Ever since I met this man, he had been kissing my ass and I know it was all because he saw me as a walking ATM machine—which in raw term, I was.“Have you made preparations, Colonel?” I gave him a once-over before asking.He was taken aback by my words and looked confused.“Preparations? For what, Sir?” he asked.“Your security. Have you heightened it for any possible threats?” I explained, and I mean the werewolves as threats. I had seen them two days ago already mobilizing in the forest floor and I sensed one—their alpha—trespassing Rayna

Axel Werewolves were sneaky beasts, and they had been so since time immemorial. Since my ancestors found out their existence in the same land we were in. We used to live in peace. Never really caring what the other does and just minded our own business. One incident was all it took to destroy this peaceful symbiosis. One incident and blood, death, despair, and hatred had been nonstop until the modern world reached us.With the changing of time, both of our races went into hiding. The barbaric, mountain-erasing fights had been scarce. What replaced it was another type of war more suited to both of us. The war in money, power, fame and control.Our hatred on the werewolves never disappeared. It was still burning with a passion and could never be doused. I had always been wary about them even before I inherited the Windstorm lordship and this sense of wariness never failed me.I anticipated them to attack eventually. I even exp

Rayna Mr. Axel Windstorm was standing.