"I finally found you Trisha Drake." I muttered locked up in her gaze. My voice was full of regrets and guilt.
Now more than ever I felt so much remorse for what I did a few years back, i could only imagine how cruel my actions were.
I was only trying to keep my reputation and image clean, oblivious of the fact that I was just making one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
At the verge of trying to keep it clean on my side I was actually causing her more harm.
I was barely done judging by past actions, when she abruptly pulled her hands off my grip.
"don't you dare touch me." she muttered more like a groan.
She had all the liberty in the world to get mad at me, even if it means hitting on me, I really don't care, cause I knew I deserved something even worse than what I had done to her.
"please trisha hear me out." I implored with a really sympathetic tune. I made it so obvious that I was actually remorseful for what I did in the past
I attempted to reach out to her hands again but she immediately pulled out.
"What do you want from me huh?" She asked in an upset tune. For a while I was speechless, I had no words to form as an excuse whatsoever.
"I am..."
"Do you realize this is harassment?" She asked in a stern tune. I lowered my head In silence.
"Please sir, you need rest, so why not go in and have some rest, I mean all this drama you're pulling is actually not necessary sir " She let out, making me turn my gaze back to her in a confused expression.
"Sir?." I thought within me, how come she behaves as though we had never for once crosspath?
Why is she acting as if this is the first time we're seeing each other?
"Trisha?." I called, as she turned away from me.
For the first time I felt something like a fluid drop down my eyes. The way she acted as if she couldn't remember a thing that happened in the past really hurt her.
Although I expected her to get all emotional and probably yank at me or something, but trying to pretend as if nothing happened between us was something I couldn't take.
She took her gaze back to me. "I don't know why you keep calling me Trisha In that tune, I mean this is the first time we're seeing each other and the only relationship we both have is that, I am your doctor and you are my patient."
"So please sir go back inside and relax, you still need some rest, till you fully recover." She spoke at once, not even sparing a glance to my eyes even though she faced me.
"Thank you." I muttered. "Thank you for saving my life even when realizing that I was the same man that left you shattered and broken."
My words made her take her gaze to meet my eyes finally, and for a split moment I could see the unhidden beauty in her. Her eyes were a replica of red roses. They were honestly pleasant to behold.
But amidst the beauty, and the charming looks, I could also see sadness, pains and dejection in them.
No matter how much she tried to hide it from me, I was just too smart to be fooled.
I knew she could still remember the pains of the past, the depression I made her go through, everything was as fresh as i felt it.
She was actually trying to condole the pains so it won't look that obvious.
But then my wolf kept whispering to me that she was really hurt.
"Mr Oscar Atlas." She called in a formal tune staring straight to my eyes, at this point she was concealing her emotions.
"You're my patient and I literally just did what any doctor will do to a patient in a critical condition" she responded in a stern tune.
"You owe me nothing for saving your life ,I literally did my job sir." She added and made a turn to leave when I clutched her wrist once more.
"Please Trisha." I muttered as she halted not turning her face in my direction. "I was drunk that night."
I moved a step closer to her. "I was so helpless in that bar, and for the first time, I felt so lonely and worthless, I was still grieving her death." The thought of my late wife brought back the pains I was fighting hard with in the past.
She was the only woman that had sparked up light in my dark world.
I could feel my eyes getting heavy again. "C'mon Oscar, she's gone, she's of the past, Trisha is your present now." My wolf initially whispered.
I braised up as I took my gaze back to Trisha. She was already staring at me.
Her eyes glassy as the fluid in her eyes fought so hard to be released. "Y...you were there in my dark moments, I was drunk, and you helped me go home just to make sure I was safe." I uttered.
She was silent as she stared at me with teary eyes. "And out of your kindness and innocence, I took advantage of you, and we had a one night stand." I muttered in guilt.
"I... I was a monster, only concerned about my feelings." I added as I took my gaze to her.
"I seek for my own satisfaction, not caring a damn about how you feel.." I said it straight to her eyes, as the tears she's been holding up for long finally slipped off her eyes.
I moved closer to her. She appeared to be so vulnerable. Staring at her eyes I could no longer see that hardened and angry Trisha no more.
Rather I saw an emotional, and broken Trisha. I couldn't help it anymore as I wrapped her around my arms.
"I'm so sorry for abandoning you after I had taken advantage of you Trisha." I said in a guilty conscience.
I was hoping she'd forgive me. I can't loose her, ever since she left me for years, I felt as though a part of me had gone with her.
I was barely done with my thoughts when she pushed me off.
*Trisha's POV* “Trisha, table four!” “Roger that!” I collected the tray of drinks from Maureen and pushed through the crowd of half naked ladies and bare chested men and arrived at the table in no time. “Here and enjoy,” I smiled brightly before making my way back to the bar. Well, this is how my life has been. After my university education, I thought I'd finally go to medical school and get my medical certificate then become a doctor like everyone else but then, father died and we had to use the money, sell some of our stuff to give him a burial befitting a wolf of his demeanor. Father was the beta to the Alpha but after his death, the royal family forgot all about us and mother died suffering from depression, and I was left to survive my cruel fate, and here I am. Mother left me to my nanny to take care of, and she had no good job, so I was left to look for a good job that'll sustain the both of us, and so I begun working as a bartender in this club. The salary was okay since it
*Trisha's POV* I chuckled. “Life has refused to go the way I want and happiness is far from me. I just wanted to drown away my sorrow, that's all.” He chuckled. “Same here. I've been betrayed by the people I call family and they've really shown me the monster in them.” I snickered and downed another bottle. “Yours is better. My wife left me alone in this world. She should have taken me with her but she died and left me here,” He narrated and I felt bad for him. “I loved her so much.” He sniffled and I patted his back, forgetting about my own sorrow. Mine might be betrayal but his was the death of someone he loved dearly. I remembered how I felt when Father passed on and tears rolled down my cheeks. “Carlota, where are you?” He questioned in tears and downed another bottle of beer. He was about to go for the sixth one but I stopped him. “Hey, pull yourself together. I know you're in pain but drinking this much won't do you good,” I advised him even though I had planned on doing t
*Trisha's POV* I awoke the next day and sat up on the bed as “Eve, open the door.” I heard my mother's voice and sniffed. When I finally opened the door, she walked in and hugged me. “Tell me, what's the problem?” She asked. “I'm sorry, mother. I failed you.” I cried, holding her tight. “I don't understand what you're saying, dear. Calm down and explain things to me. Tell me what actually happened.” She urged me. I told her everything but I didn't tell her it was the Alpha I slept with. I don't want her going to the mansion the next day and putting herself at risk for me. She pulled me in for a hug and patted my back. “It's okay. I'm grateful to the moon goddess that you're alive. I'm so sorry. If I had a job, you wouldn't be working in that club and going through this.” “No, mother, it's not your fault.” I hugged her tighter and sighed. *** A few days later, I was back to work. I have decided to put whatever happened behind me and move on with my life. I have learned that
7 years later*Trisha's POV*I stepped out of the plane with my head up high as I took in the familiar scent of the London airport. It was a scent that once filled me with trepidation and sorrow, but now it carried a different meaning. It was the scent of triumph, of overcoming the odds stacked against me.My nanny, who had always been with me through thick and thin walked alongside with me, her presence a constant reminder of the unwavering support and love that had guided me through my darkest days. Together, we had forged a path of resilience and determination, refusing to let the past define us.As I walked through the bustling airport, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. It was here, in this very city, where I had suffered unimaginable pain. It was here that I had found the strength to leave the pack, to break free from the chains of pain and betrayal that had me bound.But I didn't just survive; I thrived. With my nanny's encouragement, I pursued my dreams relentlessly. I worked
*Alpha Oscar's POV*My eyes fluttered open as I stared around my surroundings. I quickly got up and touched the side of my stomach where I was shot.Anger seared through me as I wondered who had the guts to shoot me. How dare they? The door opened and Beta Fernando walked in.“You're finally awake. I thought you were going to be out for two days.” He chuckled and I furrowed my brows.“How long have I been out?” I questioned and he sighed.“One day.” He answered and I gasped.“One day?” I asked and tried to get down but he stopped me. “I know you're angry but you have to calm down and stay here for now. The doctor asked us to look after you.” He said and I sighed.I balled my fist in rage. “Have you looked into the person that attempted this shit?” I asked, referring to the gunshot.“We tried our best but the person was smart. He left no trace. I think it's a sniper, but the police are still investigating it.” He replied.“Who could have done this and why?” I questioned.“Well, I arri