Irish walked into her new apartment feeling like someone who had just won a trophy. Truly, money answered all things - if not, how else was she supposed to pay for an apartment and get it furnished to her taste in one day?"Jayden, come here." He handed her a takeaway plate. She had bought spaghetti and meatballs on her way here.While he ate, she placed the box on the bed, pulling items out and arranging the things she had come here with. She let a sigh escape her lips. Escaping there was one hell of a ride.She walked past the kitchen and living room and went straight to her room. She had commercial cleaners come clean here hours before she came in and looking at the room, they had done a pretty good job.In the room, the bed was situated right beside the window. She smiled when she remembered they had adhered to her strict instructions to make sure that the beddings were all white.An in-closet was situated by the right, and by the left, just close to the exit door was the dressin
Liam knew exactly how to catch anyone on the face of the planet. As he wasn't a dunce, he had trailed Irish to her house to find some men trying to break in.He had then refrained from going there, because from his calculation, Irish must have escaped.He had watched from a distance and even after they broke in, Irish and her son didn't even come out to meet the intruders, meaning that they were quick to escape.Liam walked to Irish, his eyes blank, cold, and void of any emotions."I want my money now. Hand it over, or I'll get your son killed."Irish chuckled, "What makes you think my son is within your reach? Or I'll let you touch him?""You know nothing of who I am. One snap of my finger and your son goes missing."Irish whipped her head to the side to stare at Jasmine. She was hurdled on one side of the bed, fear clearly written all over her face. Irish felt pity for Jasmine. Who knows what Liam must have done to her?All of a sudden, Irish clutched down at her stomach, like her
Irish threw a gum in her mouth, flexing her jaw as she bit into the softness.Another reminder of the benefits of money - she had rented a new apartment for Jasmine to leave.Of course, the lady was more scared and questioning than excited but Irish had assured her that it was her savings for the rest of the years he settled in Iron Knight.Irish, who was lying on her back on the bed and holding her PC up while she operated, suddenly jerked up from that position and put the laptop aside.Looking beside herself, her eyes fixed on Jayden who was fast asleep. Good.Although she wanted to call over a nanny for Jayden, she knew it was night, and Jayden could ultimately take care of himself.Rolling down the bed, Irish went to her wardrobe.Picking out a black facemask, she first slid it on, before continuing the same process with her black crop top, skinny black hoodie, and pants.When she was done, she slid her sling bag across her shoulders and then went to pick up her phone.Almost imme
Irish opened a small compactment which was on the top of her bike, and then, brought out a short black pistol."It's loaded. Just great." Irish muttered under her breathe and attached a silencer then, began walking into the scene of the fight which was shrouded in darkness.Looking ahead, her eyes trained on Liam. He was fighting off some rogues and human street fighters at the same time. He threw a punch at one, and the other, he threw a flying kick.Grabbing another by the throat, Liam punched him hard in the gut..By the way, just as Irish could see, Liam must have thought that none of the fighters possessed a gun, and he had used his hands and feet to fight them all to the ground. However, just as he kicked the last man standing to the ground, with a triumphant smile tugging at the corners of his lips, he didn't notice one of the defeated men who was on the floor, holding a gun and pointing it at him from behind.Liam slowly turned around, perhaps, to leave the scene, but the unfo
"I need you to tighten your arms around the borders. No rogues must break in. And we must take attendance of soldiers with their thumbprints to enable that there are no traitors allowed in." Adrian announced.Ashley was seated beside him in the now filled Alpha King Industries, at a section of the building which was used solely for pack activities ranging from announcements to meetings and all of that stuff.This was so big an event that Alpha Adrian and Luna Ashley would be broadcast live on all the televisions in every home in Silver Crest pack.This entire room consisted of the honorable, elders of his pack, title holders, his beta, and then the secretary."It has been reported by the chief honorable of the minister of external pack affairs, that trade between us and the packs like Raven pack, Blood moon pack, Great Oak, and the Iron Knight pack..."At the mention of Iron Knight Pack, Ashley frowned in concentration."...has solidified within the years." She waited for Adrian to dr
"I can't believe it was my abusive ex-boyfriend stalking me again." Jasmine cried, her eyes and lashes wet with tears.Her nose ran with mucor which she incessantly dried with the help of a tissue paper.After she had rescued Jasmine that same night, she had to bring her down to her house, because she was too scared and traumatized to stay alone. At least, not after what happened with Emerald, her ex-boyfriend.Irish passed a hand around her shoulder. "You're scared and hyperventilating right now, but you've got to tell your brain that everything's in the past now." Irish said."Trust you to give advice when you cry yourself to sleep most times." Elsa chuckled, her tone dripping with sarcasm, making Irish roll her eyes."He...he," Jasmine heaved. "He was going to rape me...and...and hit me." She cried, sniffling hard and she swallowed, pushing her hair backward to expose her neck."I want you to suck in a deep breath." Irish patted her back, while Jasmine followed her instructions. "T
The tone of Rap God, by Eminem, rang in the background and Irish's ears, startling her up on her feet, even though her eyes were still heavy with sleep."What the hell." She cursed under her breath, her hands instantly finding the vibrating phone on top of her bedside table and grabbing it.Without looking, she answered the call and pressed it against her ears, her voice a low note as she responded."Hello. Who's there?""It's Liam speaking. Guess my real name is no stranger to your damn mind."Irish, startled by the man calling, sat up on her ass on the bed, her body turning rigid and alert...Her mind traveled back to her last encounter with Liam. He had said he would find her no matter how hard she tried to run or his.eWas that what he was doing now?But Irish wasn't about to let her feeling of apprehension show - not now and not ever."Hey. Good morning would suit you. Care to tell me how the fuck you got my number?".Liam wanted to say something but he simply got interrupted by
66 "I want you to work for me." Those familiar black eyes and eyes stabbed her soul. Yes. He definitely stabbed her soul in the sense that he was looking at her as if he was looking into her soul and seeing through her. Liam rose from the chair where he had made himself comfortable and then began walking towards Irish...with each step feeling like he was making a conscious effort to flaunt his handsomeness. "Too straight to the point, aren't you?" Irish asked the moment she came to. "Too sharp-mouthed, aren't you?" Liam glared at her. This was the first time a woman was making him do petty things like retorting back. Save for this one time, he hadn't done this before. Ignoring whatever she had said before now, Liam came closer to her. He kept coming closer till there was no space left between them. "I've seen your fighting and shooting skills and I'm offering you a one-time offer. Accept it." Irish pushed him off her body, temporarily setting herself free from him by ta
"Come on! Liam, that's the only fucking reason I try to keep Jayden safe. It's because I have a lot of enemies." Irish said, her voice dripping with concern because Jayden would have at least mind-linked her for help by now if he were not in danger."Let's get out of here. We've got to save Jayden. I already sent the closest wolf guards to the rescue." Liam said and got down on all fours, and so did Irish.Thick furs replaced Liam's skin while fangs shot out from his fingers as his body transformed into his animal form.Irish's body underwent the same process, except that Irish had a white wolf instead of a brown one."Ready?" Liam mind linked her since he wasn't able to speak in his wolf form. Irish nodded and they took off, running at full speed towards the park recreational center for kids.Liam was faster, so he got there before Irish. When he got there, he howled heavily, causing the whole place to shake from the weight of his animalistic sound.The curtains tore apart and wolves
Irish froze in her seat, not able to even blink an eyelid.She sucked in a breath as she moved uncomfortably in her seat. She glanced at the window once more before returning her face to Liam.Liam furrowed his eyebrows in wonder. Why did her expression change all of a sudden? "Is anything the matter?" He asked.Irish darted a fearful glance at him, "The Lupari Clan. They are already in this pack and there's no more time to waste. We have to do something to keep them in check, so they don't attack before the anniversary.""Yeah, right. If they ever cause a ruckus before the anniversary, then it would disrupt the ceremony.""We have to tread cautiously if we are ever going to win this war." Irish sighed."Well. These enemies won't stop us from having a good meal tonight." Liam cleared his throat. "I already ordered to have them prepare us a fresh meal. They'll be done in ten minutes."Irish rolled her eyes. "We are supposed to be on the run Liam. And you are talking about sitting to e
"Mummy, where is Daddy?" Jayden asked, his eyes searing into Irish's in an emotional accusatory look. "But you said Daddy was dead...""Jayden, I'll tell you everything when we get home, okay?" Irish nodded at Jayden. She had been telling him that his father was dead and whenever the smart little boy asked she never bore her husband's name, she simply gave excuses or distracted him by changing the topic.But now, Liam was calling her by her name and her mate's name. What was she going to tell Jayden? How could she defend herself, and how was Jayden going to trust his mother's words again?With the way Jayden's expression quickly changed like emotional turmoil was brewing in him, Irish felt affected."Jayden. I promise to tell you everything once we get home." She repeated, then turned to face Liam again."Last I checked. My family dynamics was never your problem." She said with a stern face.Liam stepped forward, towards them. "Oh, seems like I hit a nerve. Did I?" He folded his arms
Irish smirked as she intelligently observed the settings of the place. This she did in one swift glance.Her eyes rested on poor Jasmine and she let out a breath of relief. Then she searched the room once more, with her eyes, looking for any possible threats. 14 guards were surrounding Liam and standing at strategic positions.When she saw that she possessed enough to handle these men, she folded her arms across her chest."Release him to me. Now." She trained her eyes on Liam, who had an amused smirk hanging at the corners of his lips."I'll do that. Definitely. But I'm sure I need not remind you of the terms involved." He winked at her and Irish scoffed.How dared he wink at her in a serious situation as this? Did he know how terrible she felt the moment she found out that Jayden was missing and to top it off, there had been a break-in?"Listen, Liam, I don't care who you think you are, but if you don't release my son this minute, I'll make sure you regret it the rest of your fucked
"Jayden, you see I got you a box of pizza..." The words slowly dried from her throat as she fixed her gaze on the almost closed door of her apartment.Undaunted by what might be the situation inside the apartment, Irish darted into the house, her eyes on alarm, as she scanned the whole place.As she stood in the center of the living room, she felt her body swooning. The television had been smashed, and there was water poured all over the soft rug she had implanted days ago.Barely able to stand in one place, she sprinted towards Jayden's room, and on getting there, her heart and feet skidded to a halt.Her lips slowly parted in shock and disbelief, her eyes swiftly turning here and there as she searched for her son.She ran towards the closet but he was not there. And when she entered the bathroom, he was nowhere to be found."We just left Jayden to get some food. What's happening?" Irish's wolf, asked, feeling alarmed and willing Irish to let her loose so she could run wild in the w
"How on earth is your question reasonable, Ashley?" Adrian asked, his arms spreading in gesticulation."Adrian, that question is legit reasonable. What am I to you if I know nothing about the pack? Do you even consider me Luna? Or your wife? Or...or..."Adrian sighed, then went to console his wife, to stop her from throwing another tantrum. These days, she ended up picking fights now and then, and she was acting very strange like someone who had lots of skeletons in her cupboard. But what could he do? When in her possession was a dangerous secret he couldn't let loose to the world?This was no longer lust or love, but convenience."Look. Ash. I have never kept anything from you. I just don't think this is important information for you, or else, it would have been at your fingertips by now." Adrian said but Ashley still wasn't satisfied, so she pushed further.Tears glistened in her eyes, "But I want to know. And that's what matters, Adrian if you ever think of me as your wife or someo
66 "I want you to work for me." Those familiar black eyes and eyes stabbed her soul. Yes. He definitely stabbed her soul in the sense that he was looking at her as if he was looking into her soul and seeing through her. Liam rose from the chair where he had made himself comfortable and then began walking towards Irish...with each step feeling like he was making a conscious effort to flaunt his handsomeness. "Too straight to the point, aren't you?" Irish asked the moment she came to. "Too sharp-mouthed, aren't you?" Liam glared at her. This was the first time a woman was making him do petty things like retorting back. Save for this one time, he hadn't done this before. Ignoring whatever she had said before now, Liam came closer to her. He kept coming closer till there was no space left between them. "I've seen your fighting and shooting skills and I'm offering you a one-time offer. Accept it." Irish pushed him off her body, temporarily setting herself free from him by ta
The tone of Rap God, by Eminem, rang in the background and Irish's ears, startling her up on her feet, even though her eyes were still heavy with sleep."What the hell." She cursed under her breath, her hands instantly finding the vibrating phone on top of her bedside table and grabbing it.Without looking, she answered the call and pressed it against her ears, her voice a low note as she responded."Hello. Who's there?""It's Liam speaking. Guess my real name is no stranger to your damn mind."Irish, startled by the man calling, sat up on her ass on the bed, her body turning rigid and alert...Her mind traveled back to her last encounter with Liam. He had said he would find her no matter how hard she tried to run or his.eWas that what he was doing now?But Irish wasn't about to let her feeling of apprehension show - not now and not ever."Hey. Good morning would suit you. Care to tell me how the fuck you got my number?".Liam wanted to say something but he simply got interrupted by
"I can't believe it was my abusive ex-boyfriend stalking me again." Jasmine cried, her eyes and lashes wet with tears.Her nose ran with mucor which she incessantly dried with the help of a tissue paper.After she had rescued Jasmine that same night, she had to bring her down to her house, because she was too scared and traumatized to stay alone. At least, not after what happened with Emerald, her ex-boyfriend.Irish passed a hand around her shoulder. "You're scared and hyperventilating right now, but you've got to tell your brain that everything's in the past now." Irish said."Trust you to give advice when you cry yourself to sleep most times." Elsa chuckled, her tone dripping with sarcasm, making Irish roll her eyes."He...he," Jasmine heaved. "He was going to rape me...and...and hit me." She cried, sniffling hard and she swallowed, pushing her hair backward to expose her neck."I want you to suck in a deep breath." Irish patted her back, while Jasmine followed her instructions. "T