TrevorThe streets were quiet as we made our way to Elaine's apartment. Her steps were slow, almost hesitant, and I stayed close, matching her pace. She kept her eyes down, lost in her thoughts, and I could feel the heaviness that hung between us. The night air was cool, but there was a tension in it, a reminder of everything that had gone wrong tonight. I didn't try to break the silence. I knew it wasn’t the right time for words.Her shoulders were slumped, and she took deep breaths now and then, like she was trying to calm herself. I stayed by her side, close enough to be there but gave her space. She needed that. I no longer want to add to the suffocation she was feeling at that moment. When we finally reached her apartment door, I hesitated, unsure if I should say anything. I wanted to make sure she was okay, but I didn’t want to push her.Yet in the end, I asked gently, "Are you okay now?"My voice was soft, barely above a whisper. I just needed to hear her say it, even if it wa
ElaineI shut the door behind me and clutched my chest. My heart was racing, and I could hardly believe what I had just done. I had hugged Trevor, and I knew deep inside that it wasn’t just a friendly hug. It was a gesture of gratitude and appreciation for everything he had done for me. And yet, there was a special feeling to it. After that hug, I realized Trevor was more than just a friend. I glanced down at my hands, still pressed against my chest as if trying to hold onto that feeling. The realization startled me, and I felt a flutter deep inside. There was something hidden beneath this special feeling, something I couldn’t quite grasp. I touched my chest again, searching for answers, but all I found was confusion. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. My gaze fell on the couch, and I walked over to it, collapsing onto the cushions. My legs were shaky, and I needed to sit down. I buried my face in my hands, feeling overwhelmed.Was it love? Definitely not. At least, not y
TrevorI was nine years old when it all began.I remember sitting on that old, worn-out sofa, crying hard. Tears streamed down my face as I clutched my mother's picture tightly, the only thing I had left of her. I held it close, hoping it could somehow protect me from the loud, angry voices coming from the next room.The noise from the other room was intense. Alpha Roman was shouting angrily. "That child is a mistake, Dad! I can't take him with us to raise beside my son. Don't you understand that?"His words hit me like a punch to the gut. I squeezed the picture even tighter, hoping it could somehow block out the harsh reality and make everything okay. But the pain and rejection were impossible to escape. I knew they were talking about me. It hurt more than anything I had ever felt.If only Mom were here with me.When Alpha Lucian's voice roared with fury, it felt like an explosion. "Mistake? But it's your mistake! You slept with his mother and fathered this child, and now you're deny
ElaineI stared at my reflection in the mirror, barely recognizing the person looking back at me. My eyes were dull, and the usual spark I carried to work every day was gone. For the first time since I started at Roma Aesthetics, I felt no excitement about going to work.Only dread.The memory of last night’s disaster replayed over and over in my mind, each moment more painful than the last. I could still see the screen flickering and hear the awkward silence when everything went wrong. My heart sank as I watched our hard work fall apart in front of everyone.The shame and disappointment were sharp, like knives cutting into the depths of my soul.I shook my head, trying to push the memory away, but it clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t escape. I could still see their faces—the confusion, the frustration, and Nancy’s look of disbelief as she turned to me, expecting answers I didn’t have. And then there was Mr. Smith's reaction, the moment he realized everything had fallen apart. It w
ElaineI couldn't believe what I was hearing. Marie's words didn’t make any sense to me. I shook my head, trying to understand, but I just couldn’t.“No, Marie... this can’t be true,” I said softly, my voice shaking. “Why are you—”She cut me off before I could finish. “Are you really that dumb, Elaine? Which part of what I said didn’t you understand?”Her tone was so cold, so full of anger, that it shocked me. I looked around at the others, hoping to see some sign that this was all just a mistake. But their faces showed the same disbelief I felt.This wasn’t the Marie we all knew. The Marie who was kind and sweet, and never had a bad word to say about anyone. The Marie everyone trusted. And now, here she was, lashing out with words I never thought I’d hear from her. Was this she-wolf in front of us the kind, sweet Marie that we all loved?Impossible! How could this be? “What? Is this the first time you’ve heard someone say something bad?” she snapped. “You know what? Fuck you all! G
ElaineThe Roma Aesthetics Marketing Department was usually full of energy and noise, but now it had become eerily quiet. The room, once buzzing with the sounds of typing, printers, and conversations, was now lifeless. Desks that were once cluttered with papers and coffee cups were now empty. The bright lights above seemed to have lost their glow, highlighting the emptiness of the space.The mood was heavy and tense. What used to be a lively place for teamwork and ideas now felt cold and abandoned. The silence was thick, broken only by the occasional ticking of the clock on the wall and the faint sounds of typing and hushed conversations. This place had suddenly become a total stranger, all because of the failure of Bride Essentials last night. What was even more shocking was discovering who was behind it and her complete lack of remorse.No one could believe what had happened earlier. Everyone was at a loss for words. Of all people, Marie was the last person we would have suspected o
TristanI sat in my office, twirling a pen between my fingers, my mind spinning with thoughts of last night. Elaine was all I could think about, and it felt like I couldn’t escape her from my mind. The way she moved with such confidence and grace was like meeting a stranger. I was stunned. After five years of marriage, I had never seen this side of her. Not once. Not ever. It was as if Elaine was completely unrecognizable in my eyes, and it bothered me. Elaine had always been so quiet and plain. She was a housewife, content to stay at home while I managed everything outside. I never imagined she had any talents beyond keeping the house in order. But last night, she was someone else entirely. Poised, smart, and completely in control. The way she interacted with the guests at Roma Aesthetics was like she had done it a thousand times before. I could hardly believe it was her first corporate job. In fact, no one would ever believe that she used to be a fucking omega who knew nothing but
TristanAs soon as I heard Elaine was coming, my heart started pounding in my chest. What the hell?! Why am I nervous at the prospect of seeing her?Fuck! What is wrong with me?I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay composed. I couldn’t let the secretary see how much Elaine’s visit was throwing me off balance. Taking a deep breath, I loosened my tie slightly, hoping it would ease the tension I felt creeping up my neck.“Please, ask Elaine to wait in the conference room,” I said, my voice surprisingly steady despite the chaos inside me. “She’ll be more comfortable there.”Before the secretary could even respond, I heard a familiar voice coming from right behind her. “No need for any unnecessary gestures. It won’t be long anyway.”My head snapped up, and there she was—Elaine Scott—standing there with that piercing gaze of hers, one that seemed to see right through me. I forced a smile, but it felt tight and unnatural. Damn this woman! What spell did she cast on me to make those pi
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