The dining room was filled with laughter as Brianna and Celicia shared a light moment, catching up each other’s lives. The atmosphere was warm and comfortable, and it was the feeling that Brianna hadn’t realized she missed until now. As they continue to reminisce about the past, suddenly Cecilia remembers something, and pats Brianna’s hand. “Hey, cousin! Do you still remember that cute pup? Your number 2 crush?” Celicia asked, a mischievous glint visible in her bright blue eyes. Briana frowned, a puzzled expression crossing her face. “Number 2 crush? Who?” Celicia grinned, her eyes twinkled with amusement. “Oh you know, that fancy guy? Patrick Joe? The hot and cute guy who was everyone’s crush?” Brianna racks her brain, recalling a vague memory of this Patrick Joe, a neighbor who she just randomly points out as her crush to stop Cecilia from wanting her to move on from Jack. Brianna actually didn’t really remember his face as there were so many teens that were cuter than him, and J
Daniel sighed harshly after his call with Jack. Frustration and concern etched across his face as he pondered the Alpha’s decision to marry the chosen one.He couldn’t shake off the feeling that this might lead to disastrous consequences for the entire pack.“Guess, I should just trust his intuition for now. It’s not like I have a better option besides kicking her out,” he muttered, pocketing his phone before his gaze focused back on the cafe’s surroundings.The Mystique cafe… Since the first time it was built it has always had both a sophisticated and classy aura. Daniel can say that it had the same vibe with other cafes, who’s under-branded companies such as Luis Vuitton cafe, as the cafe concept were targeting high class, and rich people. However that concept didn’t last long since most of the customers were more like family types. The concept shifts more, as Jack the Alpha seems to focus more on upgrading the dessert menu, than the main dish which makes this cafe… more famous w
BACK WITH BRIANNABrianna hugs Celicia tightly as they prepare to part ways. Celicia, still hugging her, expressing how much she will miss Brianna. “I will miss you so much, cousin. Please make sure to call me, okay? Or else I will sneak to this place again!”“Oh, Celicia…” Brianna tightens her hug, sniffing slightly. “You don’t need to do that. You can just message, and knock like a normal wolf rather than doing that, and yes. I will definitely call you, cousin.”“Haha, well I doubt the normal part. It’s just my speciality as a beta,” Celicia chuckled, sniffling slightly. “But I can try it if you want, although I’m not going to promise it because it's not every day I can annoy you.” “Then, you must try it," Brianna smiled. "My stomach is a bit cramped because of your surprises.”Celicia wiping her tears, managing a playful glare. “Okay, I'll try it for the baby,” she said before pulling out the hug. “Anyway, I gotta get going before my mate looks for me. Your wedding is on next Sa
As Brianna stepped into the kitchen, her eyes immediately went wide at the sight before her. In front of her, there was Jack standing by the sink, completely immersed in the cleaning task. The focus on his icy face revealed a meticulous attention to detail, and his strong veiny hands moved with precision as he scrubbed away any lingering traces of batter or dough.“He really did take care of his baking utensils,” Brianna mused as she silently observed from the entrance.The clink and sounds of water became a rhythmic melodic, creating a strangely mesmerizing atmosphere. The sound of the mixed utensils combined with the gentle treatment when he carefully wipes it adds another layer of shooting, and Brianna couldn’t help but wonder if this was his real routine, a habitual act that brought him a sense of order.“He’s really a man of detail,” she thought, her eyes tracing the movement of his hands. The kitchen seemed to transform into a sanctuary of domesticity, and Brianna couldn’t help
“You see this mark over here? This is what I want you to heal. Can you do that?”***Brianna studied the mark delicately, her hand tracing its complex design. “The torn rose,” she murmured, her voice barely a whisper as she stares at designs that hold both beautiful and dangerous sight. Torn rose, or should she say a beautiful death was a symbol that always appears on the rogue or Omega when they are dying or dead. Growing up poor, Brianna always saw this mark whenever she encountered a dying rogue on the street. As an innocent kid back then, Brianna always thought that the symbol looked beautiful, and held a lovely meaning as it always appeared in a fairy tale book. She even used to draw one on her hand, when she saw it appear on her friends and her mother, of course, was very angry when she found it, and immediately asked her to erase it.Brianna never know, why her mother seemed to hate that symbol so much. Whenever she try to ask, her mother always told her to wait until she g
At 10 p.m CKLEK! The sound of the door echoed in the room as the Alpha opened it for her. Jack, still shirtless, turned to face Brianna, gratitude reflecting in his eyes. “Thank you for your hard work today, Brianna. I really appreciate your effort to heal me,” he said as he walked The Omega out of his room. Brianna, feeling a mix of exhaustion, and accomplishment, nodded. “It’s no problem, Jack. Glad I could help.” “Get some rest,” Jack suggested, his tone softening. “We still have a lot of things to prepare for the weddings tomorrow.” Brianna nodded, a sigh left her lips. “Alright.” Then, the door closed behind her with a soft click. As she was alone in the hallway, the Omega let out a huff as her weariness became evident. “It’s been three hours but at least there’s a little progress. I wonder if he will be able to sleep tonight,” she muttered. Glancing at her hand, she noticed the previous scar from the burn still there, which means that the curse must be so powerful that h
—THE NEXT DAY—The next day arrived with a gentle glow slipping through the curtains that illuminated Brianna's now new bedroom. The Omega, still groggy from the last night's ordeal, stirred in her bed. Her body felt surprisingly stiff as she strained her body, reminding her of the exertion she had put into healing the Alpha last night.“This stiff feeling was worse than being told to dance 12 hours a day without warmup. But at least, I sleep on a good mattress in the guest room. I can’t imagine how stiff my body is if I’m still sleeping on the basement floor,” she mused as she continued straining her body.Then after a good 5 minutes of warm-up, Brianna lazily rolled on her side, looking at the clock near her bedside. The clockwise struck at 8 a.m. which meant, it was already time for her to get up and prepare herself to go to another wedding preparations.Groaning slightly, Brianna rolled to her other side and slowly got up from the bed, mindful of her pregnant stomach. After she w
Meanwhile in another place…The grand entrance of the prestigious wedding avenue echoed with the soft click of stiletto heels against the polish marble floor. The scent of expensive perfume lingered in the air as a seemingly elite beta woman, impeccably dressed in a designer gown that accentuated her elegance, stepped into the opulent space.The beta acknowledged the security with a gracious nod as she walked past the entrance, and as she arrived at the receptionist desk, a young Omega with a professional demeanor looked up.He momentarily captivated by the beta’s beauty before quickly composed himself, and greeted her with a big smile.“Good morning, ma’am. How may I assist you, today?” the receptionist inquired, maintaining a welcome and poised, and welcoming demeanor. Not intending to take his eyes off her.The elite beta, who saw that, smiled graciously before replying with a tone carrying an air of reassurance. “Good morning, and yes. I’m here as a model on behalf of Reverie Ente
Jack's father took a deep, shuddering breath, his tear-streaked face a stark contrast to the composed facade he usually wore. "It all started when I first met your mother," he began, his voice thick with emotion. "She was... she was perfect. The perfect mate, the perfect fate. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on her that she was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with."Jack clenched his jaw, trying to push down the surge of emotion threatening to overwhelm him. "To the point, Father," he interjected, his voice steely with determination. "I don't need the sentimental details."His father nodded, wiping away his tears with a shaky hand. "Of course, Jack," he said, his voice more composed now. "After we were married, we were happy. Happier than I had ever been before. And when you came along, it was like... it was like all of my dreams had come true."Jack's heart clenched at the mention of his mother, a pang of longing shooting through him like a bolt of lightning. But he
Jack's hands tightened around the steering wheel as he approached the imposing gates of the Burkley household. It had been months since he had last set foot on the grounds, months since he had introduced Brianna to his family. And now, as he stared up at the sprawling mansion before him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread creeping over him.Parking his car in a secluded spot near the edge of the property, Jack took a moment to compose himself. He knew that confronting his father would not be easy, that it would dredge up painful memories and long-buried emotions. But he also knew that he couldn't continue living in the dark, that he needed answers—no matter how difficult they might be to hear.As he made his way towards the front door, Jack was greeted by the sight of an old servant waiting to receive him. The man's eyes widened in surprise at Jack's cold demeanor, clearly taken aback by the intensity of his anger."Master Jack," the servant stammered, bowing slightly. "I... I
As Brianna lay in her hospital bed, the events of the past few days weighed heavily on her mind. She tried to sleep, to escape from the turmoil that churned inside her, but sleep eluded her. Instead, she tossed and turned, her thoughts consumed by the darkness that threatened to engulf her.She couldn't shake the memory of Michael's taunts, his cruel laughter echoing in her ears. The realization that he had orchestrated the entire ordeal, that he had manipulated her into believing his lies, filled her with a sense of betrayal so profound it was almost suffocating. How could she have been so blind, so naive?And then, there was the truth—the truth about Jack's involvement, about the choices he had made that had led them to this point. It was a truth she wasn't sure she could bear, a truth that shattered the fragile illusion of love and trust she had built around him.A single tear slipped down her cheek as she lay in the darkness, her heart heavy with sorrow. She had wanted so desperat
The lighthouse door swung open, and there he was—Jack, her beacon of hope in the darkness. His voice carried a mixture of fear and relief as he called out to her, his presence flooding her with a sense of comfort she hadn't realized she'd been craving.But before Brianna could fully process Jack's arrival, Michael's sneer cut through the air like a knife. He tightened his grip on her arm, his voice dripping with contempt as he addressed Jack."So now Romeo is finally here, huh?" Michael scoffed, his eyes glittering with malice. "Well, that's classic. Never knew it would happen in real life too. And I never knew that I would be the villain. I always used to wish to be a Romeo."Jack huffed heavily, his chest heaving as he took in the scene before him. He had rushed up the stairs in a blur of desperation, fueled by the need to reach Brianna, to ensure her safety. Now, as he regained his composure, he stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Michael."Let go of her, Michael," Jack demanded, hi
As Jack stood outside, frustration gnawing at him, he heard the door open behind him. Turning, he saw Daniel emerging from the room, accompanied by Nina and a few others. Jack's brow furrowed in anticipation as he waited for Daniel to speak.Daniel approached Jack with a solemn expression, his gaze meeting Jack's with a sense of urgency. "Jack, we've made some progress," he began, his voice steady but grave. "Nina has confirmed that Sam and Michael have been seeking each other out a lot lately."Jack's frustration only deepened at the confirmation of his suspicions. "And what else did she say?" he pressed, his voice tight with tension.Daniel hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Nina didn't know the motive behind their meetings, but I believe it's clear that Sam was involved in this to elevate Nina's career by assisting Michael," he explained, his tone laced with conviction. "The timing of Brianna's disappearance and Nina's sudden rise to prominence is too much of a coincidence.
As Brianna sat sandwiched between Michael and Sam in the jeep, her heart pounded with fear and anger. She couldn't believe that Sam, the man who had been a fatherly figure to her, was involved in this betrayal. She shot him a glare, her eyes filled with accusation and disbelief."What are you doing here, Sam?" she demanded, her voice laced with anger. "And why are you doing this to me?"Sam lowered his head, unable to meet Brianna's gaze. The weight of his betrayal hung heavily upon him, his heart heavy with regret. But before he could respond, Michael's chilling voice cut through the tense silence."Sam is here because he knows where his loyalties lie," Michael replied, his tone cold and unforgiving. "And you, Brianna, are simply collateral in our plans."Brianna's eyes widened in shock at Michael's callous words. She couldn't believe that he saw her as nothing more than a pawn in his twisted game. Anger bubbled within her, but she suppressed it, knowing that any outward defiance wou
Jack stood amidst the chaos, his frustration mounting as he surveyed the scene before him. The police officers worked diligently, examining every inch of the room for clues to unravel the mystery of the Fosters' escape.His eyes fixated on the gaping hole in the wall, a knot forming in his stomach as he tried to comprehend how the Fosters had managed to pull off such a daring escape."How in the hell did they–" Jack began, his voice trailing off as he struggled to find the words to articulate his frustration.DRAP! DRAP! DRAP!"We found one of the Foster bodies! It lies not far from the ruins!"The news only served to deepen Jack's frustration as he watched the officers work tirelessly to retrieve the fallen body.His gaze shifted to an object lying nearby, the very object that had been used to explode the wall. Jack scowled as he studied it, unable to fathom how the Fosters had acquired such a device, let alone how they had managed to keep it hidden from prying eyes."Why didn't we k
Jack's fury erupted like a tempest within the interrogation room, his rage boiling over at the sight of Derek Foster, the man who had caused so much pain and suffering. With a primal roar of anger, Jack slammed his fist against the table, the force of his blow sending a resounding crack reverberating through the room. "How could you?" Jack seethed, his voice filled with a potent mixture of disbelief and contempt. "How could you do that to her?" Derek recoiled in terror, his eyes wide with fear as he cowered against the bed. "I-I didn't mean to—" he stammered, his voice trembling with fear. But Jack's rage was unrelenting, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity as he advanced on Derek, his every step echoing like thunder in the cramped confines of the room. "You didn't mean to?" he spat, his voice dripping with scorn. "You raped her, Derek. You violated her trust, her body, her very soul. And for what? To satisfy your own sick desires?" Sophia, Daniel, and the surrounding police o
As the car rumbled down the dimly lit streets, Daniel's focus was unwavering, his mind already anticipating the upcoming interrogation. Sophia sat beside him, her gaze drifting between the passing scenery and her companions, a faint furrow marring her brow.Sophia's voice broke the silence, her tone hesitant yet concerned. "Do you think it's wise to leave Brianna and Celicia alone?" she asked, her eyes flicking towards Jack in the rearview mirror. "Couldn't they come with us? Maybe they could wait in the reception area while we conduct the interrogation."Daniel glanced at Jack, waiting for his response, before turning back to Sophia. "It's too risky," he replied evenly, his tone serious. "We can't afford to compromise their safety, especially considering the volatile nature of our situation."Sophia nodded in understanding, though a flicker of worry danced in her eyes. "I suppose you're right," she conceded, her voice tinged with reluctance. "I just can't shake this feeling of unease