Chris sighed. “You’ve really made a mess of things, Damien. But Stephanie is a kind-hearted woman. She’ll likely make the right decision.”"Are you always going to bring that up whenever we talk about her?" Alpha Damien asked, irritation creeping into his voice."I can't help it. I always stand by the truth. This is part of the reason you made me your beta," Chris replied calmly.Alpha Damien growled but remained silent. He knew Chris was right, and there was no point in arguing."Have you heard from Ava? She had a part in all this," Chris asked, shifting the conversation."I will kill her if she dares to resurface," Damien spat out. "She wanted to kill my children, and I can’t begin to imagine the other things she might have done that I’m not aware of."Before Chris could reply, Alpha Damien's phone rang. He picked it up, his expression darkening."Alpha," the voice on the other end said, "someone is here to see you, and he says it's urgent.""You never call me before ushering in a g
“You just have five minutes, and that’s all,” Alpha Damien said, his tone sharp. He turned on his heel and started walking away.Mr. Hank quickly addressed his entourage, “Wait here. I’ll be back shortly.” He then hurried to catch up with Damien, he was a bit surprised he agreed to talk to him in private after refusing at first and the little brawl that ensued between them.Alpha Damien led the way, his footsteps echoing through the hallway. “This way,” he muttered, not bothering to look back.They reached the study on the ground floor of the mansion. Damien pushed the door open and stepped inside. He went straight to his chair and sat down without offering Stephanie's father a seat.Hank took a seat, he understood the type of person he was dealing with and he was tired and could not stand on his feet while there was an empty seat. His eyes scanned the room. “Thank you for agreeing to talk,” he said, trying to ease the tension.Alpha Damien remained standing, leaning against the Chai
As soon as Hank left, Damien sat back in his chair, his mind racing. His daughter was alive, but why did Stephanie lie that she was dead?And Ava, what atrocities did she commit in his pack before fleeing, he would sniff her out from wherever she was hiding and make her pay for all her crimes. He slammed his fist on the desk, frustration boiling inside him.“Chris!” he called out, his voice echoing through the hall.Chris appeared quickly, sensing the tension in the air. "Yes, Alpha?" he asked, his voice hoarse “You called”"Find Ava," Damien ordered, his eyes still glowing faintly with anger. "I need answers, and someone has to pay for their sins."Chris nodded a hint of glint in his eyes. Finally, Alpha Damien was beginning to see what had been hidden from him for so long. "Understood, Alpha," he replied. But how was he going to find someone who had disappeared for almost eight years?He bowed slightly before turning to leave. **************Her twins were both alive. This single t
Stephanie stepped outside, where the car was ready and waiting. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "Thank you," she said to the driver as she climbed in and shut the door behind her.During the drive to the venue, Stephanie forced herself not to dwell on the turmoil in her life. She knew she needed to stay composed and appear strong, not like a damsel in distress. She gazed out of the window, focusing on the passing scenery, trying to distract herself."We're here, ma'am," the driver announced, pulling up in front of the building. He got out and opened the door for her."Thank you," Stephanie said, stepping out of the car. She straightened her shoulders and took a deep breath, readying herself for the meeting.Before she entered the building, she checked her watch and smiled. She was early. "Perfect timing," she muttered to herself, feeling a small sense of satisfaction. This would give her enough time to settle in before the meeting commenced.Then an unexpected and
The atmosphere in the private hospital where Stephanie was admitted was very tense. Her face was pale against the white sheets where she lay on the hospital bed. A bandage covered the bullet wound on her shoulder, she had not noticed that she was shot as all her concern was about her driver not until she swooned and felt a sharp pain on her shoulders.Her father had been watching the news when the coverage of a shooting spree was made, and when he heard the name of the hotel he was alarmed, it was the same hotel where Stephanie had gone for a meeting. He watched the scene play out before him. The name of the victims was confirmed as Stephanie Hanks daughter and heir of business tycoon Mr. Hanks, some passersby had been shot and Ms Hanks's driver dead. He had gotten to the scene when Stephanie was taken to the hospital by an ambulance. He followed behind and once she was admitted he bulked up the hospital with security and had two guards stationed at the door of her ward.He watched
Stephanie's eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was her father's concerned face. She smiled weakly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Dad..."Hank moved quickly to her bedside, his relief visible. He kissed her forehead gently, trying to hold back his tears. "You’re awake," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I was so afraid that I would lose you."Stephanie tried to shift in the bed, wincing slightly from the pain. “You won't lose me, not yet anyway.” She grinned through her obvious pain "How is Kayla?" she asked.Hank's expression softened. "She's fine, honey. Dr. Zita took her home, and I've made sure their security is tight."Stephanie sighed in relief. "Thank you, Dad."He hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Someone else is here to see you."Stephanie's eyes widened with surprise. "Who? Did you bring Kayla here? I don’t want her to see me like this.""No, it’s not Kayla. It’s Alpha Damien. I called him over."A wave of alarm washed over Stephanie, mak
Stephanie had hoped and wanted to believe that Alpha Damien genuinely cared about her. She clung to the thought that he would visit as he had promised. However, four days had passed since she had been in the hospital, and he hadn't shown up again. Today was her final day at the hospital, and her father had already signed her discharge papers. They were preparing to leave as soon as he returned from the doctor's office.Her father noticed her somber expression as she sat at the edge of the bed. "Is everything alright, you look downtrodden?" he asked gently, taking a seat beside her. "The doctor said there's no health risk and you don't have any infection. He was quite surprised at how fast you've healed."Stephanie's eyes widened in alarm. "Does he suspect anything?" she asked, with concern. She had been unconscious when she arrived at the hospital and hadn't been able to determine if it was a human hospital or not.Her father reassured her, "Dr. Zita took care of everything. She said
Stephanie’s heart raced as comprehension dawned on her. The realization that he knew the identity of those responsible for the attempt on her life sent a chill down her spine. "Unfortunately, yes, I know who did this," her father said, his voice filled with regret. He looked down, the lines on his face deepening as he struggled with his emotions. "It's not something I wanted to burden you with right now, but I felt you needed to know that we're not in the dark about this."Stephanie's eyes widened, her mind racing with questions. "Who is it, Dad? Who would want to hurt me like this?" She felt a knot form in her stomach, the fear of the unknown making her feel vulnerable and exposed.Her father reached out, gently squeezing her hand. "Listen, Stephanie," he began, his tone soft, "I want you to focus on recovering. You've already been through so much. The stress of knowing the details won't help your healing process.""But I need to know," Stephanie insisted, her voice trembling. "How