<<Zoe’s POV>>
After my conversation with my father, I immediately went to look for John.
Since he was the Beta, he was often at the Pack house’s office wing. I was hoping to find him there today as well.
I entered his office without knocking and found him sitting in his big chair like he owned the world, a glass of champagne in his hands so early in the morning.
“What’s the occasion for this early celebration?” I asked upset. Heartbreak was one thing, but he had also attacked my only family.
This was not the man I had fallen in love with all those years ago.
“Who allowed you to enter? You, like everyone else, need an appointment for a trip to the Beta’s office. You can’t just drop in like this!” John stood up, daring to act disrespectedly.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked, unable to formulate anything else. My broken heart and frustration made it hard to focus on what I had wanted to say to him.
“What am I doing?” He leaned on his large wooden table acting like he had no clue what I was talking about.
“What did we do for you to act like this? My father did not embezzle that money, and you know it! Why are you framing him for what you did!” I nearly screamed due to the exasperation that I was feeling.
He gently placed his glass on the table and then marched towards her in anger, grabbed me roughly by my arms, and pulled me closer to growl in pure malicious anger, “Lower your damn voice!” Then pushed me away to claim, “I did not do anything, yet.”
He circled back to his desk and picked up his glass, toasting to my misery, “You were only a stepping stone, love. Don’t take it personally. I had to become the Beta. You were ex-Beta’s daughter. It was all fun and games. My chosen mate could not be anyone less than Alpha blood. Someone like, Alyssa. She is pretty, belongs to a strong family, and most importantly, she is the daughter of the Alpha of her pack. The one with the Alpha blood, who could give me Alpha-blooded pups.” He sipped in triumph as I staggered back.
“But then, why frame my dad?” I whispered in disbelief.
“Why? Well, isn’t it obvious? I needed money to woo my lady, and somebody had to take the fall, right?” But he wasn’t done yet, “By the way, I have some good news to share.” He went to open a drawer from his desk, took out a card, and handed it to me, “I was going to send it to you by mail but since you are already here, you might as well take it now.”
I opened the card to find out that it was an engagement invitation for John and Alyssa’s wedding in a few days.
That was the last straw.
With my blood boiling, I gave in to my intrusive thoughts, gathered my courage and pain, and slapped him hard on his cheek.
For a second, he was too stunned to react.
Without waiting for him to respond I marched out of the room barely holding in my rage and pain.
All the way home I kept thinking about ways I could save my father from going to the dungeons from where no one had ever returned. He had told me that only the Werewolf council could find out the truth.
I kept planning on how and when to beg the council to start an honest investigation into my father’s unjust arrest. As I reached home, my phone rang. It was Maisy.
“Hey, girl. You cut off the call so abruptly in the morning. I was so worried.”
“Hey. Yeah, Sorry to worry you. I went to the pack house to confirm everything.”
“And?”
“And it’s all true. John broke up with me last night, he had been cheating on me with the new girl Alyssa and he embezzled the pack finances and framed my dad. We have no proof.”
“I'm coming to your house.”
“Thank you.”
In a few minutes, the two of us were sitting in my lounge where Maisy had big information for me.
She told that the Werewolf Council had been invited to John and Alyssa’s engagement as Alyssa’s older brother was rumored to be a member of the council and an Alpha of a very important ally of the pack.
I saw it as her opening.
A chance to convince the council of my father’s innocence and John’s crimes.
So, despite myself and my pain, I decided to attend the engagement.
Finally, it was the day of engagement.
John had not called or even texted me since our breakup. It was like he didn’t need time to move on since he never truly cared for me. I was the only one stupid enough to believe his lies.
I chose an elegant, backless, knee-length, black dress that accentuated my waist and flattered my lean figure, hugging my upper body and flowing like a flower downwards. I put my hair to a side, showing off my under-cut on one side of my head, and wore glittery black high heels that pulled focus to my long legs. I applied light makeup and was ready to go on my mission to save my father.
I had refused to sit and cry for an a-hole like John. I had chosen to lock my pain and use it later to make sure he felt the same as he had made me feel.
Despite all my preparations, when John slid his ring on Alyssa’s perfect finger and then kissed her in front of the clapping audience, it still hurt me. I turned around and headed straight for the bar ordering myself a neat whiskey. I needed to drown her sorrows.
One after another I downed the drinks until I couldn’t see clearly.
I saw John in the distance and decided to give him a piece of my mind. I stumbled in his direction but instead bumped into someone and was headed for the ground but the stranger enveloped me in his arms and saved me from falling down.
I looked up apologizing, into his stormy grey eyes and felt instantly drawn to him. The mysterious stranger wearing an expensive tux and an alluring cologne steadied me on my feet before looking me up and down, assessing me.
<<Narrator>>
“Care to join me for a drink?” He decided he wanted to spend a little part of his boring evening with this gorgeous girl who looked so disconnected from reality.
“Sure.” Zoe spontaneously decided.
If John was going to cheat on her with another woman, why couldn’t she have a drink with this handsome man with a jawline so sharp it could cut? Even though she had never had as much to drink as she had already drunk in one evening, it still didn’t feel enough to truly numb her.
The man led them to the bar and Zoe ordered the same that she had been drinking all evening, “Whiskey, neat.”
“A lady of class, I see.” He commented and ordered the same for himself.
When their orders were served, he extended his arm to bring her glass closer to her and Zoe noticed a tattoo-sleeve pattern peaking out from the Tux’s sleeve. John didn’t have tattoos. Even when Zoe told him that she liked them and would love to have a matching one with her. Now she was glad she hadn’t gotten that matching tattoo, it would’ve hurt her more.
She took a huge sip from her glass and glanced at her drinking partner, accidentally catching a shiny pin attached to his coat that read, ‘Werewolf Council - Alpha Shaw’.
>The tag brought some unpleasant feelings in me. I felt like I needed to be angry. That there was something I needed to say to anyone who belonged to the Werewolf Council.I leaned over as if to tell a secret but found that he was already leaning toward me. One of his hands was covering mine that was holding the glass on the counter. His other hand came to tip my chin upwards for a better angle. A tingle ran down my spine.He was slow, allowing me to move away if I wanted to. But it only made me want to do it more.So, when his lips brushed mine, the spark that we felt at the touch was undeniable. He leaned in and captured my mouth as I allowed him entrance. One of my hands absentmindedly landed on his thigh that was between my legs as we sat facing each other on the bar stools.>After a hot minute of not caring what the other guests thought of their performance, and taking his time to enjoy the exquisite taste of a woman he had never had of her likes before,
>Aunt Julie came sniffling in my room with a knock. I looked at her and felt my own emotions getting the better of me.We cried together as she kept worrying, “John is so heartless, he's so cruel! Your father supported him to become the next Beta, and now he is going to send your father to the dungeons. Your honest father getting locked up for years, maybe a lifetime!”It made me feel even worse. I sat up and wiped my tears angrily but more took their place immediately, “You know what, everyone in the pack knew that John was going to get engaged to another woman and not me. But they knew she belonged to a powerful background and let everything happen. They know my Dad is innocent. They have always respected him for his values and honor. But nobody said a word as John got Dad locked up for a fraud he didn’t commit.”“There has to be a way to save your father.” Aunt Julie said as she placed a comforting hand on mine, “Maybe there is something that John wants so he would spa
>I had been intrigued by the beauty that stood before me, when she had first bumped into me at the party.She was drunk and clearly trying to move on. It made her attractive simply knowing that she was strong enough to show up and not cause any drama at her ex’s engagement, like most women would.Of course, knowing that she was my sister’s fiance’s ex was a shock for me. I loved my sister to the ends of the world, but John was a fool to give up this one. One man’s trash is another man’s treasure, I guess. I looked her up and down and up again, to catch her checking me out.I leaned on the door frame, smirking. I was no stranger to this reaction to me. Girls were fond of my body, even if they didn’t know about my political status and wealth. All of which this one knew now.She didn’t have to answer my question for me to know what she had come looking for. Normally, I would find it desperate and a turn-off, but watching her blush as she stood in my coat was alluring. I
>I decided to clarify her confusion, before she became upset, “Sorry, that was my sister. I left her engagement to drop you off and didn’t return. She was looking for me.” I told her, hoping that she could catch my drift and not react badly. I had been looking forward to doing it with her tonight, “ Now, where were we?”“Sister? Alyssa is Alyssa Shaw?” She asked in disbelief.“Yes?” I replied, hoping in vain that it would not turn out to be a big deal, unsure of her reaction.It came quickly and swiftly.I had placed my hands on her waist and was about to dive in when she pushed me away.It was not harsh, she was surprisingly not as strong as a wolf of her age should be. Now that I think about it, Spike had mentioned not feeling her wolf at all. As an Alpha, Spike could sense the wolves of other people, even if they didn’t belong to my pack. I didn’t have time to focus on that part as I heard her decide.“I, I can’t do this right now. I’m, not ready yet.” It should n
>I had every intention of slipping past him and not giving him another reason to make me feel worse than I already did.As I was close enough, he stepped into my path, blocking my way home.I tried to side-step around him but he roughly grabbed my arm and pulled me closer, until it hurt, “Where do you think you are going, bitch?” Since I found him cheating on me and we broke up, every conversation had shown me a frozen face of John that I had failed to notice before. Each time he had humiliated me and hurt me worse than ever.I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of talking to him, even though my heart yearned for the whole last week to be a nightmare that I would wake up from in the middle of the night to find John working hard as the new Beta of our pack and not backstabbing me and my father.But this was the reality. He was an awful person and that's all he had always been. He just revealed his true colors now. Who knows how many times and with how many women had
>I stood in the snowfall, numb and hopeless, before my legs started to lose feeling due to the cold and I rushed to get inside.I twisted the key in the keyhole with trembling hands, and not only because of the cold.I walked in to find a swollen-teary-eyed, Aunt Julie blowing her nose in a tissue before sobbing more.“Oh, Goddess! What happened? Was John here? Did he say something? I promise you he will pay for every crime he is committing against my family. Did he do something to you?” I threw questions at her in panic. If he was not ashamed of acting cruel towards me and my Dad who had loved him like a son, what was preventing him from disrespecting Aunt Julie?“Slow down, Zoe.” She pulled me gently to sit beside her.“Please, Aunt Julie, tell me, who made you feel like this?” I needed to know why she was in such a mess. Usually, she was the one to help me and hold me when I had my bad days.“It’s just, that I feel disappointed regarding your father’s case. He might b
>Xavier had not seen me yet, he was busy in a conversation with a tall attractive woman wearing a tight pencil skirt. Her luscious blonde curls were bouncing as she walked in her stilettos. She had unhidden lust for the man walking beside her, focusing on the file in his hand as they walked towards her.“Thank you so much, Xavier. You have been a great help to me in getting my husband's inheritance. You're wonderful!” She placed a hand on his thick bicep as they stopped close enough for her to overhear them.Xavier turned to face the woman, surely he knew what was going through her head and those obvious flirty touches. He closed the file in his hand and handed it back to her, “Your husband tried to create complications, but his case was weak from the start. I didn’t have to do much.”“Oh, don’t be humble. The case had other members of the Council baffled. And then, you came and worked your magic. Everything got solved in less than a week.”She smiled suggestively, flippi
>My mind blanked at his words. I knew what I wanted but I hadn’t thought out how I would actually say it.He raised a curious eyebrow at my silence, making me kick myself inwardly and shake myself out of my stupor.“I wanted to give you, your coat back.” I brought up the bag with his coat, that I stopped on the way to get dry-cleaned, “I got it cleaned. Once again, thank you for lending it to me.” Did I see a frown on his gorgeous face? Was he disappointed at my words? The expression had shifted so quickly, it could just be a figment of my imagination.Maybe I wanted him to feel more.But his smirk was back instantly as he took the bag from me, “So, you just came to return my coat?” I nodded. Of course, I had more to say. I just needed to build up my courage and was waiting for him to invite me to his office to talk properly, instead of here near the reception. The receptionist had been giving me jealous eye since Xavier had walked toward me.“Well, Thanks.” He said a
>It took an hour and a lot of emotional blackmail on behalf of Aunt Julie to convince Zoe to let Xavier go with her to Kansas City. And that too only on the condition that nothing would be expected of her and it was only a test for Xavier to see if he can keep to his word.After a lot of persuasion and tales of mates, second chances, belief in the Moon Goddess, and the fact that technically Xavier was the only one left in the world who was hers and on her side for good, Aunt Julie smiled and patted Zoe's back, "I'll go up and tell him that you need to talk. Be nice, okay?"Zoe didn't dare roll her eyes at Aunt Julie, she respected her way too much for that. But she did shake her head slightly knowing how Aunt Julie managed to convince her but she let her do it. If anyone had any right to Zoe, it was Aunt Julie after everything she had done for the Simmons family and how she had been so much more than just a distinct cousin of her Dad and their housekeeper. She was family a
>Zoe climbed up the stairs decisively while Xavier stayed in the garage trying to calm down and make peace with the fact that his forgiveness was going to take some time. He was hopeful that it would come eventually, just a bit late.He wanted to tell Zoe about Claire so she would stop worrying about him going back to her. But, Zoe already had so much on her plate, that she didn't need to be pulled into everything Claire was a part of. Xavier felt like it was pointless to make his worries hers when she hadn't even forgiven him yet.The more important thing was staying by her side. Which meant, he had to persuade her to let him come with her. The world was a much darker place than she knew and he wanted to protect her from it even though physically she didn't need protecting.Plus, he had no idea how idea what awaited them at those coordinates. Since it had been more than a decade since those numbers had been put down on that letter, there was a possibility that they would f
>"Zoe, I cannot relate to your pain or anything you are going through. So, I will not even try to say that I understand. I don't. And I know how many times I have let you down," He started the speech he had been working for hours as they drove to Silver Moon two days ago."Don't, please," Zoe tried to turn away. She wanted the apology. She had spent nights dreaming of the moment Xavier realized what a huge mistake he had made to let her go. But, that was not the moment for it. She was already an emotional mess."Let me, please. You need to hear this and I need to say this." He cautiously stepped closer and held her arms gently to ensure she didn't leave without hearing but could if she wanted to."Why? You didn't care about saying or being heard a few months ago." Zoe looked up at him bitterly, his touch igniting sensations stronger than she had ever felt because of her heightened senses."Believe me or not but I really thought that letting you go to have a new life was th
>"What are you so happy about?" I asked Aunt Julie whose excitement was confusing me.Instead of answering me straight away she sat me down on a couch with a nostalgic look and held my hands motherly before finally speaking."Did your Dad ever tell you that you have your mother's eyes?" She asked with a soft sad smile.She didn't wait for me to answer, probably because she knew the answer to her question. She resumed, "Of course not. He did his best to remove any mention of her from his life. That was his way of dealing with his grief."What about my grief? I wanted to ask but I chose to listen.She was right, no one was allowed to talk about Mom in our house. I was never allowed to ask any questions. Aunt Julie tried her best to fill that hole in my life but for a ten-year-old girl, no one could replace her mother. I barely had any memories of her either. The psychiatrist had told Dad that it was a form of PTSD. I don't remember what the trauma exactly was, but apparentl
>Zoe ran to her room and gathered the contents of the box. She got her old laptop and searched up the location. She rushed back down and went outside to the broken car.Xavier and Aunt Julie followed her as Zoe opened the backseat door."You can't go in that. I doubt it's even going to start." Xavier commented."It better. The coordinates are a two-day drive away." Zoe replied without looking at him. Then, she suddenly turned to him, "Key?" She brought her hand forward expectantly."Zoe," He started but she was getting impatient, "Key, now."He sighed, fetched the key from his pants pocket, and placed it on her open palm. She grabbed it and turned without a thank you. Aunt Julie tried to protest, "You can't let her go alone,""I'm not. Don't worry, " he said and waited for Zoe to try starting the car. He crossed his arms and waited as she turned the key in the ignition, but the car didn't start. Zoe stubbornly tried to keep trying instead of admitting that he was right. T
>"What are these?" Zoe put the envelope on the coffee table between herself and Xavier.Glad that she was finally talking to him, he leaned, his brows furrowed in confusion and concentration, "Letter to you?" He said."The number, what are those?" Zoe resisted the urge to roll her eyes or go over and kiss his confused expression. She knew he was trying not to upset her further. She didn't know why he suddenly cared but a small part of her was relieved that he hadn't mentioned his chosen mate yet or gone back to her. By the looks of it, he was only worried about Zoe. She didn't want to let him in her heart and get it broken again but she wasn't sure if he had left entirely the first time either."Looks like coordinates." He thought out loud."I knew it." Zoe snatched the envelope back, their fingers brushing for a moment and both tried to not show how the touch affected them."I can get the location checked. That is, if you want.." Xavier offered softly.Zoe didn't answer b
>"Weren't you informed not to call? The lines can be intercepted!" I whisper-yelled into the phone as soon as I was sure neither Aunt Julie nor Zoe could overhear."This one's fine, Sir. I made sure. And this is urgent." Jacob spoke in a hushed tone like he was afraid."Well?" I said expectantly, urging Jacob to resume."We were found. Some of our men work for your father and call him Alpha. I don't know how they found out." Jacob informed."Did they take Claire?" I asked expecting the worst."No. They tripped off an alarm I had planted around the area and I got a fifteen-minute headstart. I drugged Claire and took her before they could get us. They knew about the underground room." He told."Where are you now?""At the Shaw Safehouse. I cleaned up any evidence of the underground room being in use before we left. They won't know Claire was there." Jacob reassured me and then said, "But the bad news is, the cleanup team at Golden Eclipse didn't do as great of a job.""W
>The next morning, Zoe was up and out of the house just as the dawn broke through the sky.She had a restless night, the same nightmare burning her mind whenever she closed her eyes. She had waited for her wolf for so long. And then, she had taken even longer to accept that, unlike her fellows, she would never be able to transform into one because she was wolfless.Now, she had a beast. Granted it was not a regular wolf but an animal nonetheless and she wanted to transform. Her mind focused on her need to feel herself shift consciously just to be sure that it had actually happened. Also, this newfound focus helped distract her from the grief of her father.She called out to Dahlia and fell to her knees, trying to force her bones to move, for her skin to get covered with thin grey fur and for her canines to elongate and sharpen. Nothing happened.Dahlia did her best to aid her human but it proved futile as no matter how hard either of them tried, Zoe's body refused to trans
[WARNING: This chapter contains details of gore and death. Proceed with caution.]>That night Zoe slept in her old bed. Apparently, no one had known about their departure from Golden Ecplise or their arrival at the Silver Moon.Xavier chose to stay and Aunt Julie asked him to stay in Joe Simmons room but he refused knowing that when Zoe found out, she would be furious. She blamed Xavier for her father's death, and truthfully, so did he.Aunt Julie wanted to ask about Xavier about his pack but he had been so quiet that she decided otherwise.Zoe sat on her bed looking at the contents of the wooden box. She stared at the pictures. This time with more attention to detail than she had earlier in the day. She read the notes behind each. Some were normal comments about the picture while some were in the same language as the bundle of paper and needed to be decipered. It was just all too much information to be digested at once. The only good thing that came out of opening that