Third Person POV
Eric and Andrew stand gobsmacked for a moment. Did she just ask what I think she asked? Eric wonders to himself, while Andrew just starts cackling.
Just then the old woman reaches them and Eric’s gaze hardens. "You should really keep track of your young," Eric reprimands Margaux. He looks her over and decides to leave out his comment that he is surprised she could even have children at her age.
The harshness of his tone and his strong aura startle Margaux. She puts her hands on her hips. "What are you doing?" Margaux asks Debbie breathlessly.
"I wanted to go see my mom," Debbie chimes in causing everyone’s eyes to fall on her.
"She's at a party. The--" she scrunches her nose, trying to remember, and Eric thinks he has never seen anything cuter. After a second, she perks up and exclaims, "Mama's at the Blue Moon welcome party!'
"Really,"Eric smiles,"Well that's where we are going now. Do you want to come with us?" Debby nodded furiously. "Let's go! I'll introduce you to Mama, and then she can make you my daddy!"
Eric bends at the waist so he’s eye level with Debbie. "I’ll take you to her,” he stands up and extends his hand out for Debbie to take but Margaux pulls Debbie next to her. Debbie is her responsibility and Margaux sure isn’t going to lose her privileges of watching this sweet little girl. "I don’t think that’s a good idea," Margaux says shaking her head.
Eric checks his temper. What he wants to tell this woman is he doesn’t care what she thinks. Instead, he puts his Alpha Voice on.
"I think we got off on the wrong foot. If her mother is going to be one of my employees, I find it to be my responsibility to return her to her mother." Eric flashes a sheepish smile, "Besides, she almost die trying to go find her mother."
Margaux wasn’t born yesterday. She’s picking up on his subtle threat.
"Oh, all right," Margaux says, forcing a smile. Eric nods his approval at Margaux for her smart decision.
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Renee’s POV
The welcome party is going smoothly. I have already gotten a lot of complements on my turquoise dress. Most of my future collegeagues seems nice and welcoming. I have found a few new mothers who are giving me tips about becoming a working mom, when out of the corner of my eye I see a small child wandering around.
"I am so sorry to interrupt you, but I need to check on something really quickly" l says. I rush towards the place I see her, dread filling my stomach. What is Debby doing here? I find her on the other side of the room, and when she sees me, her little face lights up. "Mama" she manages to say before I run and sweep her up in my arms. "Debby," I frantically say, "What are you doing here? Are you okay?" I look up and down, trying to see if she's hurt. I repeatedly told the nanny to watch over her.
"I wanted to see you,” she says simply. "And maybe see if you found me a new daddy yet", she adds with a sweet smile.
l look at my daughter in amazement. Her dedication is serious. “I have not,” l tell her. Debbie squints her eyes at me.
“Well, I found someone,” she says and l widens my eyes. Where is Margaux?
Proud of herself, Debbie twirls on her heels. “A handsome uncle brought me here and I want him to be my daddy,” Debbie says as though it’s a done deal. l sigh in defeat. I hug her tightly. We are going to have to have a don't get into strangers cars talk later, but for now, I am just glad she is safe. "Let's go to the snack bar and get you something to eat," I say.
"Pretzels?" Debby says excitedly.
"Pretzels," I nod with a mock seriousness. Just as l stand up, a high-pitched scream pierces my ears. I pull Debbie close to me out of instinct. If there’s danger, Debbie cannot send for herself.
I look in the direction of where the scream comes from. Everyone turns towards the doors, when they walk in. My blood runs cold as I see Eric and Mia walk in, arm and arm, looking beautiful and powerful and... perfect.
"Gosh, she's so lucky to be with him", someone in front of me fake whispers. Looking back at Mia, I realize she is wearing the dress I design. The same dress I'm wearing.
The person next to her answers in the same loud whisper, "I heard they've always been together, and that he does anything she wants." People swoon at that.
Always been together? I seeth. The words keep repeating in my head. No one knows that Eric had been married before-no, Eric erased me. He's always been with Mia, just like he's always wanted. Our marriage was just a stain on his perfect life, his perfect career.
Mia has replaced me, even wearing my dress. She is everything he wants.
I steel my heart, even as I feel a white hot rage envelope me. I won't allow Eric to move me, to hurt me. It doesn't matter that he erased me, because I don't need him. I has my daughter, and she is all I need. He never will have her, and that is his loss.
I could hear Mia bragging about my dress as she waltzes in my direction. Everyone assumes that Mia is Eric’s fated mate.
I realize now that the scream is some other designers gawking at Mia’s dress. The dress that I has designed. The distance between me and Mia is suddenly becoming shorter.
Mia's gaze moved to me. A mix of shock, rage, and embarrassment floods her face.
“Your dress is a fake,” she says in disgust to me. She raises her bejeweled arm in the air and snaps her fingers. “Security! Toss this imposter out of here!!!”
Renee’s POV"Seriously," I laugh out loud. The old me would have slinked off, tried not to make a scene. But not the new me. The new me isn't going to let Mia get away with this.People begin to crowd to see what’s going on. The pressure comes to a boiling point. Luckily, Eric hasn't noticed me cause l want nothing to do with him after what he did to me. I can’t let Eric see me and I can’t let people think that I’m a fraud. I spent half a year making this dress and aside from Debbie it might be the only other thing in my life that I’m proud of.l level a look of pure apathy at her. "You can't just blatantly steal my design like that-and then expect people to believe your obvious lies just because you know the CEO," I reply. Mia starts spluttering, but I just keep going. "This dress is the original. We could look at the applications to the New Designers Competition, or you could just look at you haphazardly added lace as an overlay, the uneven hemline, and your neckline is a sloppy swee
Renee’s POVMy heart slams against my chest as Eric’s grip on my wrist tightens. His eyes bore into mine and my instinct is to break eye contact, he is the Alpha after all. Staring directly into his eyes is a sign of dominance, which is exactly why I can’t look away.He holds my gaze while he uses his fated mate abilities to sense me, and even though we were once bonded, it still feels invasive."How is this possible? Where is your wolf?" Eric asks, his tone, a mix of anger and confusion.I lift my chin and narrow my eyes. “I’m wolfless.” Hearing myself say this with such certainty suddenly makes the statement become true. Eric must believe me because a flash of self-doubt crosses his face until he casts a glance at Debbie and I notice his thoughts running wild.“Are you trying to sexually harass me by not letting me go?” I spit at him, which is enough to yank his attention back to me before he can see the resemblance of himself to Debbie. He holds back a look of shock and just as quic
Renee’s POVAndrew's words hang in the air, the silence growing more uncomfortable. I open my mouth to protest or at least act confused but it’s Mia’s voice who comes out instead.“What are you talking about? Annie has been dead for five years.” I try not to brash at her statement. I find myself looking at Eric to see how he reacts and I’m surprised to see that his eyes are casting a warning look at Mia.Mia’s shoulders droop ever so slightly as though Eric‘s words physically knocked her down. “My name is Renee,” I say, hoping my introduction squanders Andrew’s claim of who I really am.This time Eric brings his eyes to me and I feel myself flush, and I can only hope I don’t look as hot as I feel. “Yes, Renee, my name is Eric I wanted to discuss your résumé and your dress entry for our design competition.”Eric shakes my hand and when he does it is as if those five years of not touching one another haven’t happened.I smile politely and nod, forcing myself to relax. However, when Eric
Renee’s POVI unlock the front door to my house. Before I turn the handle, I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to shake off today’s encounter. I can’t help but feel that I got away just by the skin of my teeth.I push open the door, just wanting to be inside and shut off the rest of the world.“Mommy!” Debbie comes running down the hall and wraps her arms around my thighs, almost knocking me over despite her size. I swear sometimes the love inside her is even bigger than she is.“Hi girly,” I say and kiss the top of her head. Just then Margaux comes walking out the kitchen.“Thank you,” I tell her for watching Debbie. “How was she?”“Good, of course. You know that,” Margaux says with a grandmotherly smile. “I must go though, it’s bingo night!” I laugh and open the door for Margaux. Honestly, Margaux has been a better partner than Eric ever has.She’s great with Debbie and actually appreciates that she’s frail since Margaux herself isn’t her once youthful self, she says and s
Renee’s POVA whirring noise sounds overhead and then the lights begin to flicker back on and just as quickly as they do, I let go of Eric‘s very expensive suit. Though he can afford a new dress shirt, I know that my cold sweat is going to leave a stain on his imported silky fabric.I murmur an apology and smooth out my own dress, trying to avoid Eric’s questioning gaze. He suddenly grabs my arm, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. Too stunned to reply, I look at him with shock.“What was that about?” Eric asks with a hint of accusation in his tone.My gut is screaming at me, telling me that he’s only asking because he knows about my condition, or rather Annie’s condition. “I’m just afraid of the dark,” I tell him as coolly as possible despite my very uncool reaction.Eric narrows his eyes, searching for a tail that I’m lying. Before he can question me any further, I try to yank my arm free without any success. “Are you mistaking me for someone else again? Who do you think I
Renee’s POVEric’s admission startles me. Our eyes meet, only briefly but it’s enough to recognize that sadness in them that I thought I saw before.“I’m surprised an Alpha like yourself is having a reaction to such a rejection,” Jasper says, only meaning it to sound medically impressive still it’s enough to pull a reaction out of Eric who starts to square his shoulders“Shut up,” Eric barks. Unaffected by Erics outburst Jasper take out a lined notepad from his pocket and begins to scribble on it.“I’ll prescribe you this medication,” Jasper says nonchalantly and then lifts his eyes to his eyebrows to look up at Eric. “And some rest,” with that Jasper rips the paper clean off the pad and hands it to Eric who snatches it out of his hand.“You got it, Doc.” Eric says waving Jasper off, shoving the piece of paper into his pocket.“We’ll just have to have more family time,” Mia says with an air of satisfaction.I force my face to remain straight as I look over at Debbie toying with the lol
Eric’s POVI know I’m making her uncomfortable, but does she even think about how she makes me feel? She looks a bit ridiculous sitting in that big leather swivel chair practically engulfing her.If she just sat up straight and even pretended she had an ounce of power, she would look more natural. If she were my fated-mate then all this would be hers. No. Stop. These are the very thoughts I detest and that drove me towards being cold to Annie to the point of her leaving.Besides I’ve worked too hard to just have some woman come and take it. That’s all women are after anyways. It always has been.I squint at Renee and let out a frustrated sigh. Renee tenses at this and I’m fully aware I’m pushing her away despite my impulse to draw her near- if only to get a whiff of her all too familiar scent.Annie’s face formulates in my mind, it’s the last clear image from memory I have of her. Since her pronounced death the images of her are fading, becoming dull and fuzz around the edges. It’s sur
Renee’s POVThe sudden force of the door bursting open causes me to jump out of my seat, which I only too soon after realize makes it appear that something suspicious was going on. I resist the urge to blurt out that nothing was actually going on. I bite my tongue, knowing that would only make matters worse.Eric glares at Mia. “What are you doing here?” Mia looks momentarily hurt by his question. “You suddenly asked me to go home. I was worried that something was wrong.” Mia practically whines. It’s the most sincere I’ve ever heard her be and I’m surprised to find myself actually empathizing with her.I would be worried if the father of my son rushed me home so that I could go back to work only to find him in a room with someone who looked similar to his ex-wife. The irony dawns on me that I might be the other woman in this situation just as Mia was all those years ago.I save the file and excuse myself, wanting to leave and not become any more entangled in this relationship. Eric fl