Elaine After what felt like an eternity, he finally broke the silence with his response. I held my breath, bracing for whatever might come next.“You're unique, Miss Scott. But I find it rather refreshing,” the CEO chuckled lightly. His reaction caught me off guard, but I couldn't help but feel relieved that he appreciated my unexpected honesty. As he met my gaze, As he met my gaze, he delved into storytelling mode sparking my interest.“You made me remember my mother today. For that, I would like to thank you. I was a product of my mother’s resilience after getting away from my psycho father. Divorce saved me and my mother from him. If there’s anyone who could understand your situation right now, it’s none other than me.”Mr. Smith grabbed my papers and read for a few seconds before continuing,“Your work experience is not that impressive. Well, considering your difficult situation, I understand why your options are limited. But as long as you’re willing to learn, adapt quickly, and
Of all the wolves I could encounter today, why did it have to be my estranged husband, Tristan Hale?“Sorry for the short notice, Elaine. You can sit here so you can easily hear us,” Mr. Smith stated as he gestured to the seat on his right, opposite Tristan. I nodded and smiled awkwardly, bowing my head to acknowledge Tristan’s presence. I didn’t want to cause any ruckus on my first day. Mr. Smith didn’t deserve it, considering the opportunity he gave me by hiring me at this company.With that, I took a deep breath and tried my best to act professionally. Yet, it seemed impossible, seeing how Tristan was smirking as he gazed at me.My stomach clenched with discomfort. I tried to compose myself, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. My hands felt clammy, but I forced myself to act naturally. To distract myself, I pretended to write something, though my hand trembled slightly. I couldn’t see him, but I was certain Tristan’s eyes were fixed on me through my peripheral vision, making
ElaineI forced myself to stay calm, pulling my arm away from his grasp. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m working as Mr. Smith’s secretary,” I replied coolly."Secretary? You’re working as a secretary?” he snapped in disbelief. His grip on my arm tightened as he continued to glare at me. “Are you hearing yourself, Elaine? You're an Alpha’s wife, and here you are, embarrassing yourself. Tell me, Elaine, are you doing this to annoy me? Did you apply to Roma Aesthetics because you want to humiliate me? Tell me. Because if you do, then you are winning! You are humiliating me to the fullest with this act!”I scoffed, feeling a strange satisfaction at his discomfort. "I don’t care. Whatever you do or feel is not my concern anymore."“What the fuck did you say?” he said, narrowing his eyes with anger.I snapped my arm from his grasp and said, “I said, you are no longer my business. You can do or feel whatever you want without worrying about my opinion. I am done with you, Tristan. We are so done. So,
Tristan"Hi, Tristan! Good thing you’re already here!” Megan exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my neck.I felt a sense of confusion creeping into my thoughts as I tried to understand what I was seeing. Megan stood before me, her bags scattered around her, giving the impression that she intended to stay here for long. I felt surprised and a bit annoyed. Megan should have known that I don't like surprises, especially ones like this. We hadn't even discussed moving in together yet, let alone made any plans.The maids looked just as startled as I was, their wide eyes suggesting they were already gossiping about Megan's unexpected arrival.I gently removed Megan's hands from my neck, signaling for her to be more discreet in front of the maids. My mind raced, trying to figure out what this meant for my reputation among the pack, which was already delicate, thanks to my stubborn wife."What do you think you’re doing?" I asked firmly, trying to comprehend her sudden appearance. "Why are you
ElaineI was slowly adjusting to my role as Mr. Smith’s secretary. Thanks to Ester, my transition had been much smoother.That morning, Ester and her husband, Jensen, came to the office to gather her things. It was Ester's last day before her maternity leave, and everyone came by to say their goodbyes.Everyone gathered around, offering parting gifts and heartfelt words for her. "This is for the baby," said Susan, handing over a beautifully wrapped package."Just a little something to welcome the new arrival," added Mark, giving Ester a small, intricately carved wooden rattle.Ester’s husband, Jensen, helped her carefully place her belongings into a box. They worked together seamlessly, sharing quiet smiles and occasional laughter. Jensen's gentle demeanor and supportive presence were evident in the way he handled Ester’s things with such care. Elaine was one lucky she-wolf to have a supportive and caring husband like Jensen.As I watched them, I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.
ElaineToday was such an important day for Roma Aesthetics, with Mr. Smith set to have an emergency meeting involving a critical project with the department heads. As Mr. Smith’s secretary, it fell upon me to prepare for this crucial gathering. Without hesitation, I sprang into action, meticulously curating the agenda, gathering crucial documents, and ensuring the meeting room was flawlessly set up, leaving no detail overlooked. I waited for them patiently while holding my clipboard, ready to jot down notes as usual.A few minutes later, the participants arrived. Everyone was seated in their respective seats, waiting for Mr. Smith to arrive. When he did, he took his place at the head of the table.Nancy Green from marketing sat to his right, looking especially pleased with herself. She never missed a chance to remind us of her importance. To her left were John Carter from client relations and Karen Mitchell from the creative team, both experienced and respected in their fields. A few m
ElaineAs the meeting continued, I tried to focus. This was a big change for me, but Mr. Smith believed in me. I felt resolute and ready to face this challenge for Roma Aesthetics.After the meeting, as everyone left, I stayed behind, organizing my notes carefully. I was the last to leave the room. When I stepped out, I saw Nancy waiting for me, looking smug. She spoke to me with a superior tone."Well, well, well," Nancy said, sneering. "Look who's under my wing now.”I took a deep breath, trying to sound as professional as possible. “I promised Mr. Smith that I would do my best to make this project a success. I hope that we can put aside our differences and work in a professional manner.”“Of course,” Nancy stated, making me grin in joy. But then, my smile disappeared when she uttered her next sentence. “But get ready, Elaine. I won't make things easy for you."She gave a harsh, mocking laugh before turning on her heel and walking down the hallway, clearly celebrating her newfound au
ElaineMy mood soured upon seeing Tristan. He was wearing a blue nylon jacket with a white shirt underneath, chinos, and white sneakers. He had this boy-next-door charm that I rarely saw in him. What was even more surprising was that he was smiling at me, far from the grumpy demeanor he usually displayed.Weird!“Hi, Elaine. How are you today?” he asked, wearing his friendliest smile. I didn’t want to sound conceited, but I had a feeling that Tristan was trying to impress me with his look. Admittedly, he looked different with his slicked-back hairstyle. It was a far cry from his usual strict and ruthless appearance. He looked more relaxed and, well, happy.And yet, I wasn’t impressed. I didn’t know the reason behind this facade, but I knew better than to trust him with anything.“Good, until you came to ruin my day,” I answered, rolling my eyes. Tristan smirked and caressed his chin. It seemed he was in the mood to ruin my day further.“Oh, don’t be like that, honey. I’m just here to s
ElaineLiz didn’t say anything. Her mouth opened a little, yet no words came out of it. The usual brightness in her hazel eyes turned into something uncertain She glanced down at the floor, then back at me. The pink color in her cheeks earlier was gone. Now, her face looked pale. The happy look she had when she arrived was replaced by sadness. Her lips pressed together tightly as if she was trying to hold back her feelings.“I’m sorry,” she finally said. “I didn’t mean to ruin the mood. I should have kept quiet instead of sharing—”“Stop,” I said gently as I cut her off. I reached out and took her hand. I held her warm hand firmly to let her know what I really felt inside. “You don’t have to say sorry, Liz. You were just telling me something about your life. And I’m happy you did. That’s what best friends are for.”Her brow furrowed. "Yeah. But I don’t want to make things harder for you. I didn't even know what you were going through. What kind of best friend am I?”"It's my fault a
ElaineTrevor and I were sitting on the sofa. We do not talk much but feel relaxed in each other’s presence. This was how we normally spent the rest of the night before going to bed. Then, we heard a knock at the door. Trevor gave me a quick nod before telling me to stay while he got up to check. My heart was pounding inside my chest. Eventually, I reminded myself to stay calm and don’t let my overthinking get the best of me. The door opened, and Liz rushed in before Trevor could say a word. She was so full of energy and was like she was bringing the sunshine into the room. In one hand, she held a paper bag that smelled amazing. In the other, she carried a pile of colorful board games that wobbled as she moved. Her smile was so big, it made me smile too. “Hope you’re both hungry!” Liz said, setting the bag on the coffee table. The smell of sesame chicken and fried rice filled the room right away. Expectedly, it made my stomach rumble.“I’m in the mood to play some games tonight. Wh
Elaine“Hmm…”The kitchen was filled with the warm aroma of coffee brewing and the faint sizzle of something cooking on the stove. Trevor stood at the counter with his sleeves rolled up. He was too focused on chopping vegetables with such precision that seemed almost out of place in such a casual setting. I leaned against the counter opposite him as I watched his hands move.“You’re really good at that,” I teased to break the silence. “Where did you learn to cook like this?”He glanced up at me. A playful smile appeared at the corners of his lips. “A man’s gotta eat, Elaine. Besides, you’d be surprised what a few cooking shows can teach you.”I laughed softly. And it sounded light and free. Something I hadn’t felt in days. It amazed me how easily Trevor could make me forget the heaviness that seemed to cling to me lately.“Do you want to help? Or are you just going to stand there admiring me?” he teased before tossing a piece of chopped carrot in my direction.I caught it mid-air and
MeganI was knee-deep in paperwork. My desk was full of piled files and documents demanding attention. The sound of the clock ticking faintly in the background was the only company I had in the silence of my office. I barely glanced up when Marie entered. But she sounded like something was urgent which made me pause.“Miss Megan, the peacekeepers are here. They said it’s about Elaine Scott,” she announced.Elaine Scott. My hand froze mid-signature. I looked up sharply and masked my unease with a calm smile. “Send them in.”Marie nodded. Then she stepped aside to let them enter. Two officers walked in. Their presence was shouting authority. I gestured toward the chairs opposite my desk. “Please, have a seat.""Thank you," They uttered before settling in. I put down the pen I was holding and smiled at them before asking, "How can I help you, officers?”One of the officers, a tall man with a stern expression, got straight to the point. “We’re investigating an incident involving Miss Ela
TristanI had not planned to follow them. It wasn’t something I’d intended to do, but the moment I saw them leaving Elaine’s apartment together, curiosity turned into an uncontrollable pull. Trevor’s car disappeared into the distance. And I found myself trailing them. I couldn't resist it. The mere sight of Elaine beside him stirred a storm within me. I noticed how she smiled at him so easily. My blood was boiling as I realized that it seemed to belong to that bastard now. It was hard to believe that she would easily give it to another wolf just like that. It felt like all the moments we shared had disappeared. It felt like those were replaced by something I couldn’t reach.“As if you shared something wonderful with Elaine. You’re not fooling anyone, Tristan,” My wolf uttered sarcastically inside my head which I chose to ignore.Even if I walked a few distances away from them, they didn’t seem to notice me. They were too engrossed in their world. Trevor’s hand guided Elaine protecti
ElaineThe drive to my apartment was quiet. Trevor was driving beside me, and his calm presence made me feel safer. That was something I was so grateful for.Earlier, Trevor said something that stuck in my mind. He told me I couldn’t let my fear control me. He was right. If I stayed afraid forever, I would lose who I was. I've come so far to claim my life back from my failed marriage and I couldn’t let all those efforts go to waste simply because I was afraid to die.As we arrived at the apartment complex, Trevor parked near the entrance. He looked at me and smiled. “I’ll wait here,” he said gently. “Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.”His words made me feel a little braver. “Thank you,” I said softly before stepping out of the car.Walking into the building, I felt a mysterious chill. Everything looked the same, but it didn’t feel the same. My heart started beating faster as I opened the door to my apartment. Suddenly, the memory of that awful box flashed in my mind. I stood
ElaineI couldn’t shake the heavy feeling brewing inside me. It stayed like a shadow, always following me wherever I went. The thought just wouldn’t leave me alone.Someone wanted me dead, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.Even when I tried to feel safe, my mind kept overthinking. I was even afraid to close my eyes, feeling that, at any moment, someone might barge through the door and kill me. Despite Trevor being here to accompany me, it did nothing to ease my fear. Not because I doubted his ability to protect me, but because I was afraid he would get hurt because of me again.My concerns were valid, right?Trevor must have noticed my distance. He always did. I heard his soft footsteps walking toward me and soon, he was sitting next to me. He didn’t have his usual smile. Instead, he looked worried.“You’ve been quiet all day,” he said gently, “I am not used to you being like this.”I let out a shaky breath and held the edge of the chair tightly. “How can I not be? Someone out t
TristanMy room felt like a prison. The walls were cold and suffocating. I was a free wolf, but I obviously didn’t feel like one.I smirked at my own thoughts. As an Alpha, I shouldn’t have felt this way. Mom and Dad had given me a little kingdom of my own to rule. I had money to spend on anything and servants willing to do all my bidding.But none of that mattered. My mind wouldn’t stop racing. No matter how much I tried to distract myself, every thought dragged me back to the same place.After the council meeting earlier, I felt like even my birthright as Alpha could be taken away from me at any moment, just because they weren’t satisfied with my rule anymore.Pathetic, wasn’t it?I felt alone. Truly alone. I had no one to turn to. Nothing to quiet my thoughts or provide comfort when I needed it. For the first time in years, I felt the burden of being alone.My parents were long gone.My best friend, Shawn, had died years ago.Aunt Melina had lost her mind to the point where I could
Elaine“Yes, Mr. Smith. It’s been… a challenging few days. I appreciate your understanding.”Mr. Smith’s voice echoed through the receiver. “Elaine, you don’t have to explain. Take the time you need. You’ve earned it. In fact, take as long as necessary.”I sighed. I was touched by his generosity but shook my head instinctively. Even though he couldn’t see me, I knew that the message would be clear. “A week will be enough,” I replied. “I just need a little time to clear my head and settle things. If I need more, I promise I’ll call.”“Good,” he replied after a pause. “But remember, the offer stands. Call me if you need an extension. We’ll manage, Don’t worry.”“Thank you,” I murmured, feeling a swell of gratitude. “I’ll keep you updated.” With that, I ended the call and set my phone down on the coffee table.A quiet moment passed before Trevor appeared. A steaming cup of tea was in his hands. He offered it to me with a small and warm smile. “Here. I thought you could use this.”I too