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 a
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
Elaine“Huh! So, now I get it,” Tristan said, his body trembling with anger. “Is he the one you're proud of, huh? This wolf? Are you acting brave because you now have a man to catch you? Is that why you don't want to fix everything about our relationship?”Hearing that, I couldn’t help but scoff. I was right, I was freaking right! The nice “Tristan” who approached me earlier was nothing but a fake. It was just a facade he wore in his attempt to lure me. What a joke!“Think whatever you want, Tristan. I told you, didn’t I? I no longer care,” I answered with complete defiance. “Whether I date another wolf or not is also none of your business. Trevor is right, you don’t own me! This is my life, and I can do whatever I want with it. Whether I whore around or stay single for the rest of my life is my decision. I don’t need to ask permission from anybody—not from Trevor and certainly not from you!”“You fucking ingrate!” Tristan shouted. He attempted to move closer to me, threatening to hur
TrsitanThe night was heavy with silence as I stormed into the Alpha mansion. My thoughts were still consumed by my previous encounter with Elaine. I clenched my fists, realizing why Elaine didn’t even bother to listen to me. How could I execute my plan if it was bound to fail from the start because of one she-wolf’s stupidity?My eyes were ablaze with fury, thinking about Megan and her antics. My presence commanded immediate attention as I slammed the door behind me. The noise reverberated through the silent halls of the mansion, enough to make the maids shudder in fear as they gathered in the hallway to greet me. They must have sensed the storm brewing within me as I saw their faces, a mix of fear and concern."Welcome home, Alpha," one of them stammered, her voice trembling as she bowed.I looked at her with an icy-cold stare. "Where is Megan?"The maid hesitated, her eyes darting nervously. "S=She’s in the kitchen, Alpha."Without wasting another second, I stormed towards the kitc
Tristan The cemetery's rows of silent gravestones and the smell of fresh earth greeted me like an old friend. Over the past five years, this place has become my second home. I sat on the damp ground, wiping dirt from a gravestone. My fingers traced the name and read it over and over. “Shawn Lewitt, a son and a friend.” I bit my inner cheek, lingering on the pain that word was giving me. Each stroke felt like a whisper of the past, and the heaviness in my chest grew with every letter. Memories tugged at my heart as kept on caressing his tombstone. The weight of his loss was still pressing down on me despite the passing years. My childhood was far from the life that most of the wolves my age was dreaming. Yes, I had everything, but not the family I wanted for myself. My parents were always busy and I grew up alone in our big home. Shawn, an omega, became my best friend and constant companion. He had always been there for me, especially when my parents chose their Alpha duties ove
Tristan I stormed down the hallway of our family's sprawling estate, each step echoing my anger and frustration. My heart pounded with betrayal as I approached the ornate study where my parents often gathered after dinner. Pushing open the heavy doors, I confronted them. “Is it true that you asked the doctors to give Shawn’s heart to Elaine Scott?” My mother and father looked at each other. I saw my Mom nod at Dad, signaling him to speak. “We owed Elaine," he said firmly as if that justified everything. My jaw dropped from what he said. I honestly hoped that Megan and the doctor were telling some lies about my best friend’s death but apparently, it was the most bitter truth I had to swallow. Stunned, I only managed to ask, “Why? Why would you do that?” My father's eyes were cold and unyielding, devoid of remorse. " "She saved your mother's life. Without her, your mother would have died." I staggered back, stunned by his words. "So, Shawn's life was the price?"
Elaine"Oh, come on! What the hell is this?”I managed a crooked smile, attempting to convey my disapproval as I glanced at Anita, who seemed entertained by the spectacle unfolding before us. This morning, we were greeted by an array of assorted flower bouquets that lined the corridor up to my desk. I couldn't help but roll my eyes and fold my arms, confronted with the floral display that resembled a garden. Every imaginable kind of flower was present, from roses to tulips. The corridor looked like it had been transformed into a florist's shop. All that was missing was a cash register and I would be ready to open this “flower shop.”"Seems like your almost ex-husband isn't ready to throw in the towel," Anita remarked, her lips curling into a teasing grin. She shared my discontent with the stunt, especially after I had confided in her about my issues with Tristan. "He's managed to spoil your morning two days straight. Quite an achievement!""Tell me about it," I responded as I carefull
ElaineMy hands clenched into fists, and I could feel the heat rising in my face. My breath came in short, sharp bursts as I struggled to composure as I continued talking to Tristan."Are you kidding? I hate them! So, call someone to pick up your garbage, or else...""Else what?" he challenged"Else I’ll kill you, got that?!" I yelled, my voice shaking with fury. I slammed down the phone, the loud bang echoing in my ears. My body trembled with anger, my hands shaking as I massaged my temples, trying to calm down. My head throbbed in pain. How did I tolerate being married to this jerk for three years? The thought of all those wasted years made my stomach churn, and I felt a wave of nausea. This wolf was the worst. Tristan was the worst thing that ever happened to me.I leaned back in my chair, realizing my anger had drained some of my energy. That was when I noticed a single stem of deep pink rose sitting quietly on my desk. Attached to it was a small white card that read:I bit my lo