Tristan“You have a visitor, Alpha Tristan.”I leaned forward, resting my arms on the desk, curiosity piqued. “A visitor? Who?”No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t figure out who would stop by unannounced. The house helper didn’t waste a second before answering.“It’s the she-wolf from the Moon Valley Orphanage.”“Lily Collins?” I blurted out, barely keeping the surprise from my voice. I jumped up from my chair, my heart racing. “Where is she?”“She’s waiting in the guest room.”Without another word, I bolted from the office and hurried downstairs. My mind was full of questions as I reached the guest room door. When I opened it, I saw Lily Collins sitting calmly, as if she had all the time in the world. She set her teacup down and rose to greet me.“It’s been a while, Alpha Tristan,” she said, extending her hand.I shook her hand, unable to hide my excitement. “It’s nice to see you again, Miss Collins.”“Lily. You can call me Lily,” she said, smiling. I nodded and gestured for her
ElaineI stood outside Mr. Smith’s office after he summoned me, my heart thumping in my chest. The door, usually a gateway to opportunities and praise, felt more like the entrance to a lion’s den today. Normally, I would have been excited to be called in, eager to share new ideas and celebrate wins. But not today—not since we lost that very important deal with Bride Essentials.Fear clenched my heart as I contemplated whether I should knock or wait until my nerves settled down. Guilt gnawed at me, reminding me why I was in this position in the first place. Facing Mr. Smith had been so hard these last few days, yet I knew I couldn’t avoid it. It was my fault Roma was in this mess, and no amount of wishful thinking could change that.I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves, and pushed the door open. Inside, Mr. Smith sat behind his desk, looking tired but composed. Nancy was there too, seated stiffly on one of the chairs. Our gazes met, but her expression was hard to read.For
ElaineMy husband used my body, not knowing it would be the last time he had me. But I had become fed up, and I’d given up on the hope that he’d learn to love me. What a silly notion. I had been stupid to think it would ever think that would happen.“You seem… different,” he purred as he began ravaging my lips. Tristan loved total control in bed. But this time, I didn’t allow myself to be just be the receiver of pleasure. Surprisingly, I was the one leading him on.“Hey, take it easy,” he whispered, but it fell on deaf ears. I focused on satisfying him first, on giving him a night to remember, before submitting myself to him and allowing him to enter my body. Considering it would be our last time, it might as well be good. I was filing for divorce in the morning. If anyone heard what I was thinking of doing, they might call me stupid. After all, I was married to Tristan Hale was the esteemed Alpha of Wolfsilver Pack, and I was appointed to be his Luna. Anyone who might know my stor
Elaine A soft, golden light shined around me. Everything I knew about the world disappeared as if I had been transported to another realm.Then the golden light called upon me. “Elaine.”"Who are you? How do you know my name?" I asked, as the light soothed my worries. Just hearing its voice made me feel better."I'm Neeya, and I'm your spirit wolf," came the reply."You're kidding.” I couldn't help but laugh. “I am wolfless, and I've come to terms with that already.”“But it’s true,” the voice persisted. "Trying to explain why you can sense me now is difficult, so I won't delve into that. What’s important thing is that I'm here now, and I'll always be with you as your friend. You won't be alone anymore, Elaine. I will be your companion… forever."Her last statement flattered my heart, and even though I couldn’t see her form, I could feel her smiling at me. A lone tear escaped my eyes. Warmth and comfort like none I’d ever experienced flooded my senses.#“Bestie? Thank God, you’re a
Elaine "Come on, Liz. Quit playing." I chuckled while nudging her on her side. "I shouldn’t have not trusted you with my secret. Besides, I’m only eighteen. I haven't even found my destined mate yet."How could I attract someone like Tristan? He was out of my league, and the thought of me being married to him was absurd."You really don't remember anything, do you?" Liz uttered. I looked at her straight in the eyes before she slumped into the nearby chair next to my bed. Again, an awkward silence hovered. She took a deep breath, as if she was relieved about something. "Well, maybe it’s for the best. I mean, what good would it do you to remember that bastard anyway?"She pulled a compact mirror from her purse and handed it to me. "There. Look at yourself and tell me what you see."I looked the same, only a little older and stressed, with small lines formed on my forehead and bags under my eyes. It appeared I hadn't gotten a decent sleep, though I wasn't sure why not. I shifted my gaze
ElaineI gave Liz my full attention as she told me the highlights of the events that shaped my present life. "After you got married, you kept trying to please Alpha Tristan, bending over backward to gain his affection. But he always disregarded you and your feelings. He didn’t care if you were hurting, didn’t care if you were sick. In fact, he continually slighted and ignored you in favor of his mistress, Megan. It’s sad, but your husband has never loved you, Bestie, and he hasn’t treated you well, either."Liz continued as time slipped by. My heart twisted with every word, each revelation a fresh wound. "After you got married you kept trying to please Alpha Tristan, bending over backward to gain his affection. But he...He didn’t care whether you were hurting or not. Whenever you were sick, instead of taking care of you, Tristan would go out to meet Megan. Your Alpha husband never loved you, Bestie. It’s sad, but that’s how your life was in the past five years."I could barely believ
ElaineMy gaze fell upon Tristan, and I couldn't help but be struck by him. He had matured into a chiseled man who exuded confidence and allure. Well, he was an Alpha now, so this was pretty much expected.I looked at him and studied his features. He was chiseled, and hisHis neatly styled dark hair framed his face and enhanced his rugged charm. With a defined jawline and commanding stature, he was far from the boy next door image I remembered him to be. Yet, despite that five years had passed, he still retained the same magnetic presence that had captivated me during our younger days.However, his undeniable handsomeness struck me. Yet, cold and piercing blue eyes sent a shiver down my spine and hinted at a depth of intensity I hadn't fully comprehended before. Despite that, I still felt an inexplicable pull towards him. Sudden panic filled me; my infatuation with him was still present deep within me.“Don’t just sit there! Help me get changed!” he commanded, jolting me out of my delu
ElaineTristan clenched his fists, his anger filling the room. “Fine then. Don’t you dare come begging for attention,” he said, his face flushed with emotion, his eyes narrowed in disdain. “Even if you threaten to harm yourself, I won’t yield. I'll never lay a hand on you again!” His words cut through the air like knives, sharp and filled with resentment. He ran a hand through his hair, muttering curses under his breath. Then he turned on his heel and headed for the door. With his hand on the doorknob and a dagger filled look aimed my way, he said, “Now, make your way downstairs and join me for dinner!” Then he stormed out of the room. I couldn’t help but sigh after the confrontation. His words struck me with the force of a blow, each one carrying the weight of his anger and authority. Though it had been a demand, a surge of defiance rose within me. But I knew better than to challenge him further. I also couldn't ignore the underlying acknowledgment of our relationship, our marriag