Mateo quickly turned away from her. What was he doing? He is married and with a child, he shouldn't be longing and yearning after another woman. Aside from the fact that the fact that this woman had a boyfriend that she's happy with, Mateo is a bug name in the business world and any scandal especially one that involves him having an affair would be devastating to his image. He needs to avoid any distractions especially this one."What do you want?" He asked not looking at him."I just wanted to say thank you.""For what?""For trusting me enough to let me settle the issue with your wife and Natalia. You are a huge name and not everyone with your reputation would do this. I have a gift for you." She said dropping a small box in front of him.He looked at the box but did not move to take it. "It's the track we danced to but this time I played it myself and added a few of my own things."He still did not move or say anything and this almost faltered her courage. Why was he bring so di
Li-lah excused herself and stepped out of the hall. She couldn't do it. She couldn't stand to be in the same room with him, she couldn't even pretend. The fact that she was In the same room with the man responsible for the demise of her Father made her stomach feel like she was on a boat being tossed about by a hurricane. She couldn't breathe, and it was something she realized was getting stronger.As she staggered out, into the garden, she relived that moment. The moment her mother and herself cried and begged that her father be spared from the beating. The pain went from emotional to physical. It was suffocating. She felt like she was going to collapse. It was too much, it was more than she could bear. She collapsed to the ground, and the tears flowed.She curled up into a ball, fighting the fear, the darkness, the pain that was controlling her. She tried to escape it, but it wouldn't let her go.The darkness was too overwhelming. She closed her eyes. A small moment of peace.Soon
"Wait!" Mateo called out urgently. "At least let me clean your wound. If you leave it untreated, it could become infected. I've got a first aid kit in one of the rooms. Come on, it won't take long," he said, beckoning Li-lah to follow him. Reluctantly, she complied, her silence masking her apprehension.She followed him timidly into the room, her gaze lingering on the first aid kit he had pulled out. He began to tend to her wound with a gentle touch, and they soon found their hearts beating out of time; a deep connection that neither of them could have anticipated."There are two kinds of people in the world," Mateo said with a sage nod. "Those who need the dance and those who love the dance. It's not just about its mechanics and the moves, but about how it brings people together and its healing powers. You needed it to heal, Li-lah, and that's why you recognised its healing qualities in others. It's special, you know." He said, gently brushing her hair from her face.Li-lah glanced at
He stared at the woman seated on the bed, she was beautiful to behold.Hey eyes were alluring, pulling at his heart, her lips were wide and open slightly as if she were in a daze of some kind.The sheer see through top of her night gown gave Mateo an eyeful of her upper body.His mouth began to water as he slowly looked her over.She was built like a pro wrestling diva.Her long legs went on forever and her boobs weren't tiny but they weren't small either.Mateo was wondering if she were even wearing a bra or anything under the sheer nightgown.Holy shit!Mateo stood, gawking at the woman on the bed.His dick began to stir in his pants as he stared at her from the side.She looked up from the magazine, seeing him for the first time.Her face broke into a bright smile as she hopped up from the bed, grabbing her dainty night gown and putting it on.Mateo's eyes were ablaze and he was shivering."Come here, boy" she smiled as she opened the door for Mateo, giving him the opportunity to g
Grand, magnificent, and fancy are Mrs. Cruz's event keywords for this year. A documentary will be screened, we'll promote Mexican education, do a recital, and we'll organize a global speaking competition in addition to discussions on various jobs. The speakers are listed below.As Li-lah revealed who would be speaking, the crowd was filled with shocked gasps."They are at the top of their fields, and Mrs. Cruz's initiative to also invite lecturers from other countries. On this list, most of the names are verified. So that our kids might establish connections for the future, these folks will be listed as honorary alumni. Li-lah grinned as she concluded the lecture.Applause broke out in the room."It makes sense why she is always the parent's voice. She is quite effective." "yes! she deserves the Post."the mothers present sang the praises of Maria.After the meeting, Maria and Li-lah sat still. Maria appeared to be thinking deeply.Li-lah needed to explain something that was on her m
Li-lah stared at her phone for a very long time. She'd promise herself not to involve anyo else in her plans and be was the last person she wanted to get involved in this but she had vowed to do anything to get her revenge and she was going to stick to her guns no matter what, she dialled up the number and waited.'Hello?''Hello-' she paused again, weighing up her options. This wasn't going to be easy."Hello? This is Delilah Sanchez."Diego immediately dropped the files on his hand and stood to his feet. How can this not be Amelia? Even the voice sounded the same, it only got deeper."Mr Diego, are you there?" the voice said again."Hello, Ms Sanchez, can I help you?""I am calling to ask for a favor. I don't know if you'll be willing to help or not but it's very important."As soon as he heard the pangs of pain in her voice, Diego knew he had to help her."What sort of favor would that be?"Li-lah paused for a while, convincing herself that this was the right thing to do. If she wa
The drive back home was a quiet one. Even though Maria was boiling and felt like venting out but she didn't want to do it while Alma was with them.The moment she was alone with Mateo in their room, she let it all out."Uuuhhh... Do you see it now? Do you see why I hate going to your parents house? Imagine the humiliation."Mateo did not respond. He acted like he did not understand her, like she was speaking in a language that he did not know."Mateo? How are you so calm and quiet about this?""What do you expect me to do? Shout and rant like you're doing? Does it solve the problem?""At least you know there is a problem, hi so you intend to solve it? It's like you don't know the severity of this. If your brother gets a boy child first, you will loose everything. You will loose the company, loose your respect, loose everything."Mateo did not respond. Instead, he took a soft sip of water from his glass."MATEO?!" She yelled."What?""My God! You really aren't concerned. are you?""I w
From the gate down to the main door of the mansion was magnificent, there was an ornate wrought iron fence, with carved stone tops.They passed by several statues, and statues lined the main path as far as the eye could see.The personals on these lawns were amazingly in order, many of them adorned with exotic flowers and trees, and flowers with no specific design to them.Most were surrounded by gardens, and birdbaths, and ponds.It was beautiful, amazing, and just a touch overwhelming.Li-lah couldn't help but gasp in awe once they entered the living room.It had a high ceiling, tall windows, marble floors, and a sweeping staircase that went to the second floor.But it was the furniture that grabbed her attention.It was all top quality, and was in a slightly lighter color to complement the walls.There were also pictures of what Li-lah assumed were the older Greencloaks on some of the walls, and all sorts of other information that she couldn't make out.She was surprised, and almos
Chapter 5: The Binding SpellKayla laid on the floor, unconscious. Somewhere inside her mind, she felt herself drift into nothingness. In her mind's eye, she was perched in a corner, her arms around her, with her knee drawn to her chin. She rocked back and forth, unable to shake the feeljng that she was trapped in her own mind. She tried to scream but words refused to form and her very self seemed to fade. The words she wished to utter only echoed in her mind's mind. "Kayla." A small but firm voice called. "Its Lena, your wolf."She heard it, the voice she'd longed to hear for so long."Listen to me kayla. I know you're angry about what happened to your mother, but there's so much you don't yet know. You can't destroy the Redstone pack."Her mouth didn't move but she communed with her wolf. "You show up now? After all these years? You spoke to me once and disappeared after that. My own wolf abandoned me.""I was only trying to protect you, as was your mother. She never meant for
4The room smelled of burning incense and melting wax. It was not a large space but was enough to fit in a brown mahogany table, two wooden chairs and a small bed at the corner. An old clock ticked away on the wall, the sound waking Kayla up from her seeming slumber.Kayla's eyes widened as she realized the strangeness of the environment. She looked around, her blank mind trying to fill in a very important piece of information that was missing from her mind. " where are we?" She asked how the hell did i get here?" "There's an old friend of mine I'd like to talk to." The devil's voice rang from within her. "We need to talk about some boundaries.." She stopped, realizing she had no idea what to call him. "Do you have a name?""Kael." He said after a brief silence and his voice echoed inside her brain."How do you make me do what you want without even realizing it kael? The last thing I remember was waking up in the forest.""Well, we both share your body now, vessel..""Kayla..my nam
Chapter 3: A Second ChanceKayla opened her eyes quickly and cried out for air. Everything around her was spinning, and for a brief moment, she believed she was still in a horrible place. But no, this was not the same. The air was warm and smelled like cooked meat and flowers. She opened her eyes and surveyed the area. She found herself in the staff rooms of Alpha Luther's large property. From a tiny window, she observed the vast courtyard where the biweekly Alpha meeting was happening.Her heart skipped a beat. It was all familiar. Not the staff quaters alone - she'd lived here for the most part of her life- but this night felt like deja vu. This was impossible, but considering that she'd just died in the woods and met with the devil, everything was pretty much possible. This night - this exact moment - was burned into her memory. It was the night her mother died. "No," Kayla whispered, clutching her chest as the realization hit her. "This can't be real."But everything was as sh
chapter 2: a deal with the devil Kayla laughed. It was not a nervous laugh or a soft giggle - it was a loud, unstoppable laugh, the type that comes when things around you are just too strange to understand. She grabbed her stomach, shaking her head."You expect me to believe this? she said between fits of laughter. "You? The devil? And me your avatar? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever -"Before she was done, a loud noise filled the room. The air got hot as fire burst from the person's hand, forming a bright ball of flames. Suddenly, he threw it at her.Kayla yelled, lifting her hands up to protect herself. The dark object stuck to her hand, shining brightly as it created a shield around her. The fireball hit the shield and bounced back at the figure. He lifted his arm to block it, clenching his teeth as the force of the hit sent waves of energy across the room.The room fell silent, the only sound the crackling of the still-burning flames surrounding them. The devil's eyes
Chapter 1: meeting the devilHer breaths came in gasps as she pushed herself forward, one foot after the other in a speed she never knew she possessed. "Lena please." She begged, calling to her wolf but she didn't respond. She hadn’t been able to get through to her for years. But in this desperate moment, she tried. She had no other choice. The silence greeted her, just like it did when they lost contact. It had been that way ever since. She didn't see the huge log In front of her and she tripped on it, falling. A sharp wood pierced her through on her side and her hand flew to her mouth to muffle her screams. She shut her eyes tight and opened them again, blinking back tears. While one hand pulled out the wood, the other one pressed against the wound. It did no much good since the blood kept seeping out. Tears flowed freely from her eyes now. She couldn't do this anymore. She'll give up and let them catch her but her mother's voice rang in her head. "protect it with your life. You m
The winds of change swept through the air as Amelia stepped onto the plane, her heart heavy with the weight of all that she was leaving behind. Mexico had been a place of love, betrayal, heartbreak, and redemption. It had shaped her in ways she could never fully explain. But it was time to move on. She leaned back in her seat, closing her eyes as memories of her family, of Mateo, and of everything they had endured together, flooded her mind. She thought of the quiet moments she had shared with Mateo—the stolen glances, the tender touches, the unspoken words that had once bridged the distance between them. Those moments would forever be etched in her heart, but they were not enough to keep her tethered to a past that no longer served her. Her family—her mother, her father—had been the driving forces behind her fight. Their memories were now the foundation of her resolve. She would honor them by living a life that was not shaped by the darkness that had consumed them but by the stren
The tension in the warehouse was unbearable, the air thick with fear and desperation. Maria stood at the center of the room, her gun trembling in her hand, her child clutched tightly in the other arm. The sound of her erratic breathing echoed in the otherwise silent space. Amelia could feel the weight of the moment, the gravity of everything that had led up to this point. She glanced at Mateo, standing to her left, his face a mix of anger and concern. They had cornered Maria—this was it. The endgame. “Maria,” Amelia called, her voice steady but urgent, “put the gun down. You don’t want to do this. You’ve already lost.” Maria’s eyes darted around the room, panic and defiance battling for control. “You have no idea what I’ve lost!” she hissed, her grip tightening on the weapon. “You’ve taken everything from me. My power, my family… my future.” Amelia took a slow, deliberate step forward, her heart pounding in her chest. She could see the desperation in Maria’s eyes. She could se
The day had arrived. Amelia stood at the podium, her heart racing as the cameras flashed in front of her. The press conference was set, and today, Maria would be exposed for the monster she truly was. Amelia had prepared for this moment for weeks—gathering evidence, making connections, and ensuring that nothing could be dismissed as a lie. This was the moment of reckoning. Amelia glanced down at the folder in front of her. Inside were the irrefutable documents that would bring Maria to justice—details of her illegal activities, her involvement in her father’s crimes, and the horrifying truth behind the murder of Amelia’s mother. Every piece of evidence was meticulously organized, every lie Maria had spun unraveling before her. As she looked out at the sea of reporters and cameras, Amelia felt the weight of what she was about to do. Maria had taken everything from her—her family, her love, her peace of mind—and now, it was time to take it all back. She took a deep breath before beg
The night was heavy with unspoken words as Amelia walked into the private ballroom. She had agreed to meet Mateo under the pretense of settling their differences, but deep down, she knew this meeting would be anything but peaceful. This was the final chapter of their story—the last time their paths would cross before the consequences of everything they’d done came crashing down. Mateo stood by the grand windows, his back to her, staring out at the city below. His shoulders were tense, his profile etched with the weight of everything he had lost. The moment Amelia stepped into the room, he turned to face her, his eyes meeting hers with a mix of pain and longing. “I didn’t think you’d come,” he said softly, though there was a trace of relief in his voice. “I couldn’t let it end like this, Mateo,” Amelia replied, her voice steady but betraying a flicker of emotion. “We have unfinished business.” He took a few steps closer, his gaze never leaving hers. “You’ve made your choice, Am