Tristan“Why can’t I get it right?” I threw the pen I was holding, watching it shatter against the wall. I tried to act cool and calm, but Elaine’s confident smile and mockery kept replaying in my mind, making it impossible to focus on the papers in front of me. I yanked at my tie and took a deep breath.I was upset, wondering what went wrong. Elaine used to tremble in my presence and cower in fear whenever I was around. She was a weakling who listened to my every demand. But now, she was like a wild predator ready to devour her prey. What the hell happened? How did she end up like that?I growled and gripped the side of my desk. The poor, helpless puppy I used to control had turned into a mad dog, ready to bite me at any moment. My breathing became shallow as frustration ate at me. I couldn’t believe my puppet had gained the strength to cut her strings and move on her own. It felt like Elaine had been reborn. I couldn’t recognize my own wife anymore. She was a different person, some
Tristan.Megan stared at Elaine as she walked away from the office. She rolled her eyes and approached me with a smile. I scoffed and yanked open my drawer. My hand trembled slightly as I grabbed the half-empty bottle of alcohol, and I took a long, burning swig. Megan took a deep breath."I could already sense something happened between you two."She walked behind me and started rubbing my shoulders. My muscles were knotted and tense, but I kept sipping the alcohol, not saying a word."Tell me, honey, what happened?"I couldn't hold back my foul mood. The bottle slammed down on my desk with a force that sent papers fluttering. My eyes narrowed, and my voice came out in a low, venomous hiss."That bitch! She thinks she’s a big shot now!"I grabbed the divorce papers from my desk and crumpled them in my hands."Elaine kept on embarrassing me. If she succeeds with this divorce, I'll definitely lose face with everyone."Megan suddenly leaned in and gave me a smooch on the cheek. Normally,
Elaine“Finally!” Satisfied, I stared at my living room after a long day of cleaning. What better way to start integrating myself into my new apartment than by making it feel truly mine?Feeling tired, I sat down on the light brown couch and rested my body, even putting my legs up on the coffee table for extra comfort."Aghh, this feels great," I sighed, taking in the results of my hard work. With some spare money, I managed to make the apartment look better. I bought a few things to liven it up, like the vase on top of the coffee table. The fake daffodils in the vase added a touch of life to the room. And it wasn’t just that—I also got matching items for the kitchen and new curtains for every window.A smile spread across my face. Finally, the place was starting to feel like home.Later that evening, I decided to reward myself for all the effort. I lit some scented candles, turned on my favorite playlist, and settled back on the couch with a good book. The soft glow from the candles
TristanI grabbed Beta Jared and threw him into the air. He groaned in pain as his back hit the mat. I smirked and relaxed from my fighting stance."Tsss, still weak as ever. I still can’t believe you’re the best our pack could offer."Jared struggled to get up, clearly in pain, but he managed to chuckle and respond."We’re just getting started, Alpha," he smirked, and the next thing I knew, he was tackling me. Good thing I managed to stop him with my full strength. Otherwise, such an attack would have resulted in a nasty fall for me. That would be ugly for sure.I could feel his sweat on my skin, the heat of our bodies mingling in the humid air.With a desperate attempt to break free, I aimed a knee strike, but he cunningly released one of my arms to block it. Then, he seized the advantage, using my loss of balance to lift me and throw me to the ground. As I hit the hard surface, frustration welled up inside me, making me threw curses in the air. Jared smirked, "You’ve been hanging o
ElaineOnce I was out of the training ground, I hurried myself out. As I walked down the hallway near the parking lot, I started feeling dizzy. The hallway looked deformed and wavy. I was dragging my feet.“Oh please… not now…”My massive headache attacked again out of nowhere, at the least expected time. Much worse, at the very wrong place. I stood up at the end of the hallway, my hands still holding onto the wall.“This can’t be happening. Please… not in the Wolfsilver pack.”This was my worst nightmare. I didn’t want anyone to see my unconscious body lying on the floor. The thought of Tristan seeing me lying on the ground and walking me to an empty room sent chills down my spine. I wouldn’t let it happen again. I couldn’t risk even a bit of losing consciousness in the Wolfsilver territory. In my mind, I could be anywhere but not within Tristan's reach.“Come on Elaine… Walk.”I dragged my feet while holding the side of my head, barely seeing properly. The pain in my head was excruci
ElaineI struggled to open my eyes, blinking against the blurriness. Gradually, I focused on the car window where Trevor was waving his hand. I heard gentle taps on the glass.“Excuse me, ma’am? Are you alright?” he asked. Due to the tinted window, it looked like he didn’t know it was me. I leaned closer to the window, my vision clearing to reveal Trevor's concerned face. He continued to tap the window, urging me to open it.“Rolled down your window!” Trevor's voice was insistent, his hands gesturing toward the window button.“Rolled—it—down!” he repeated slowly.Finally comprehending, I did what he asked.“Oh, thank goodness! Are you okay?!” Trevor's eyes widened as he took in my weakened state.“Elaine? Is it really you? Are you okay? What happened?”I managed a soft chuckle, turning to face Trevor.“Trevor! Don’t be so dramatic. I’m alright!” Attempting to lighten the mood, I added, “I’m beginning to think you’re my sort of stalker following me around.”Trevor sighed and chuckled
ElaineTrevor and I walked into the mall as the big glass doors opened with a whoosh. Inside, it was nice and cool, and the sound of people talking and laughing filled the air, accompanied by soft music playing in the background. Colorful shops dotted the space, and people bustled about. Trevor led me down a hallway on the left, where the smell of yummy pizza wafted through the air.We found a cozy pizza place with a bright sign outside. Inside, the walls were adorned with cool old posters, and the tables had cute checkered tablecloths. Everything was visible through the large glass windows. It was busy but not too crowded, just a nice spot to grab a bite. Trevor led me to a vacant spot and we settled in.A waiter approached, and Trevor confidently placed our order. "We’ll have a large Pizza Supreme, an order of garlic breadsticks, and soda. And please, no black olives," he said with a smile.I blinked in surprise. "How did you know I hate black olives?" I asked softly.Trevor's smile
ElaineI sat in the kitchen, munching on cereal and milk. I took a deep sigh as my gaze held on my phone. I couldn't tear my eyes away from it as I played with my food. Today marked the third day as I was waiting to hear feedback from Roma Aesthetics about my application. “Maybe they won’t call me anymore.”My heart sank to the thought and proceeded to eat my breakfast unenthusiastically. It had been three days since I submitted my CV, but no one from Roma Aesthetics had called me back for a follow-up. My heart was full of hope when I first applied, but now I was starting to worry about securing a job with them. My food lost its taste, and my mind began to fill with negative thoughts. I hated it.“Ugh… Plan B then.”I went to the living room and grabbed my newly bought newspaper. I took another deep breath as I scanned the section for job hunting. One by one, I searched for a suitable job. After marking those possible options for me, I stood up to bring my plate to the sink before ty